What a great time! It started with a hike and ended with a drive, and there were more than a few stops. There’s usually landscape inspiration if you know what to look for.
Photos from Feb. 14-15, 2020:
I shared one of my 3-times-weekly hikes with Gayle: a few national monument trails behind the neighborhood. Soft, gentle sand in the arroyos, firmly packed desert pavement on level areas, and slight elevation gains between the arroyos and my car.
In late winter, one can see the legibility found in good design. Green vs. dormant, negative space vs. mass, and flowers-optional.
Always a surprise. Flowers on this old cactus clump this summer!
A quick link from Kevin in Sweden on how creosote bush isn’t poisonous to many species including cacti or grasses, a common misconception in my state, perpetuated by range science courses and those who believe deserts are just dry holes in some vast grassland.
Countless examples occur around the Chihuahuan Desert.
It’s an easier, more fulfilling choice to learn from such examples of companion plants, than to be a contrarian.
A few hours later, the serene hike then chaotic El Paso driving are far behind. The annual Valentine in Valentine event must require a 4 pm arrival to get the secret code, so we checked out something I drive by almost every trip to that area.
Pictures were taken but were not needed at that event.
Since this faux boutique’s commissioners are ignoring their original mission – something like ‘decay back to the earth from which adobe is made’ – I choose to return its name to the place it’s actually near, 1 mile away. Prada Valentine!
After another 40 minutes on the road and no deer carnage, it’s Marfa! Even a coffee roaster has a mini gallery in their lobby to enjoy some artists’ works.
That was followed by a refreshing Ranch Water drink from the Capri, a block away. The Capri stop was about the best experience in their town this trip: hospitality, atmosphere, or patronage.
But we were on the way to a serene room in another town, Alpine. It’s larger yet more like a small town.
It was even more welcoming than that photo implies. Seriously deep sleep in southwestern comfort, only to shower, dress, and walk out into this light and scene!
A good coyote fence / step railing detail to employ some day
Who tires of native plants when bold specimens are not just regional but local natives? Only those without their desert eyes on.
I’ve learned that July 2013 in downtown Alpine was a “month of murals”, including these below showing their sense-of-place.
Wild west serenity
Now, we’re back in Marfa by daylight, when one can see it.
That after the usual start following my last visit a year earlier. “What happened to that restaurant?”, or “they were open as of 2 days ago on Instagram, so what’s with the ‘for sale’ sign?”, or …
Gayle and I found an OK breakfast where I’ve had great lunches other times. Then, a few blocks away to join our breakfast burritos, excellent coffees were had from a refreshingly quiet Frama.
Chinati! Here one can see and be inspired more each visit. It’s a special place and always great to escape all the vibe-seeking from trendy visitors that much of Marfa has become.
Gladly, the opposite personalities are also found, if one knows where to look.
Pre-Covid-19 by a month, there are still so few people.
Unfinished projects, too
For now, interior photos from several buildings are posted…I’ll probably delete these. Deleted!
Walking towards other works… Judd’s 100 Works in Mill Aluminum are different each visit. In the light of thickening cloud cover, it’s subdued into almost black and white.
Just don’t use “sculpture”, or “minimalist” or “reductive” art to describe his works. Judd didn’t like such terms for his specific objects.
From the enclosed to the expansive, Judd’s 15 Works in Concrete
Waves, repetition…get it? That’s only the start. I don’t know how many times I’ve seen these works, always with a mindset that’s open to learning more.
That distant row of trees has me pondering what species were there before being choked out by volunteers of that invasive non-native Siberian elm. They line the arroyo that soon joins in with Alamito Creek.
It reminds me of similar areas on the great plains, especially where those lower into the prairies east of the famous 100 degree meridian. Those have elm, hackberry, walnut, cottonwood, and even some redbud.
No clue what once grew here
Before the 4 hour drive back to Las Cruces, we walked the area just beyond the Presidio County Courthouse for glimpses of the iconic water tower and some of their architectural entropy.
Marfa has even more examples of entropy than where I live.
Plus, well-tended properties
Hopes for the present and future
Earlier and then later in the day, this spot always shines. The row planting of Desert Candle / Dasylirion leiophyllum by Chinati’s Chamberlain building proves that mass and abstraction with a space is powerful.
As opposed to, “Who needs so many plants of one species. I mean twenty?” – nameless and without her desert eyes on.
In line with the above quote, our attempt to catch a good, pre-return drive meal and drink failed miserably. Photos for that are unnecessary to post, too.
The drive back including the seemingly endless sunset were too good to photograph!