CLOUD OVER THE SANGRES
Oil on Panel / 6 x 6 inches / ©John Farnsworth
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This was the view from my studio window in Santa Fe. It wasn’t easy to leave it. But when I think of all the views travel can offer, the sting is lessened. I’m making plans for a summer studio here in Taos that will have an equal or better view. Of course that’s going to take time and money. But there’s no need to hurry, and the less we hurry the less money it will take. We’ll start with what is now the garage, an adobe structure on the edge of the ridge that drops down to the valley of the Rio Pueblo de Ranchos, across to the Llano Quemado and on to the Picuris Mountains. It’s a simple but a sturdy building, and a small addition to the front will provide working space, while the original part will be used for storage and display. I’ll post ideas and progress as they occur.
I’ve nearly finished downloading some 50,000 photos from my iPhone4s onto my desktop and backed them up to an external hard drive. Now it should be safe to begin the transfer from AT&T to Verizon. That’s something I’m getting anxious to have behind me. Next, I need to go through all those photos, weed out any duplicates, and I expect there will be a lot. Then, I’ll need to get to work sorting and managing all the photographs that remain. I’ll have to tackle that a little at a time, so that I can get on to some other projects that are needing my attention.
Next on my agenda is an extensive overhaul of this blog. There are several areas that don’t flow the way I’d like them to. Some features need to be added, some retired. I’m open to suggestions, as always. What changes would you like to see?
CANYON CALL Daily Painting 1,626
Because my Father was the engineer on the train from Williams to the Canyon, I lived a couple of summers at the Grand Canyon as a boy. Then, following my high school graduation, my first job was as dishwasher at the El Tovar Hotel. So, when I returned to the Canyon on my recent trip, I just couldn’t resist the idea of a night’s stay at the El Tovar. There were, of course, no rooms available when I arrived. I asked if I could be put on standby in case someone didn’t show up, and was told there was little chance of success, and that I would have to just come back around 6:30 and take my chances. I did, and I won. Dinner in the dining room, with someone else doing the dishes, a good night’s sleep, and I was able to get up in time to catch the shuttle out to the Easter Sunrise Service. On my way down the stairway to the shuttle, in the pre-dawn darkness, I came face to face with a very large lady elk. I could have reached out and touched her nose, but I didn’t. Instead, I took her picture, which I can’t seem to locate at the moment, and, when she made a coughing or snorting sound and took a step toward me, I decided it was time to get on down to the shuttle.
I was able, however, to locate this photograph of a Raven yelling into the depths of the Canyon the evening before, in front of the Bright Angel Lodge. I wonder what he was saying and who he was saying it to. I would really like to know. What’s your guess?
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