Santa Fe always makes me feel like I am on another planet when I go there. At 7000 feet about sea level, I feel like that shot of the first man on the moon in 1969…taking steps and walking very slowly.
I also notice the number of people that have white hair like me; there are a lot of baby boomers, and they all look rich and cool. And everyone seems to be whispering, and sharing deeply. There are no loud people, either. Maybe it’s that altitude.
I was there to visit a dear friend who recently lost her husband; she’d just come out of the shock and mourning, mostly. And since I would be out that way, it was good timing.
Losing someone close is not easy and only time can make it bearable. I’ve lost people close to me, and I know that there is no rush to “getting over it”. It can be awkward being around someone who has had this type of loss because there is no way to cheer them up, or to tell them that they have to do anything to make the crying go away, or that they need to adjust their attitude – nope, nothing like that.
There are many moments of just plain silence. Maybe because I’ve gone through it, it doesn’t make me feel uncomfortable. Death is one thing that I am familiar with.
I enjoyed cooking delicious meals (with dessert!) for her and her neighbor: we ate like royalty, didn’t we girls? I didn’t take any pictures of our happiness – there are some things that cannot be shared via FaceBook and Pinterest and Twitter or even Google+ (tee hee!).
Most of the time we just hung out. I just wanted to be around her.
Georgia O’Keefe lived around there too (except in the spring, when the winds blew her away). I can understand why she loved it there though. There are not many people – mostly just the sky and the open space that is so special to those that crave it: like her, like me.
The museum has lots of Georgia’s paintings and it’s in downtown Santa Fe. There’s nothing like seeing her original paintings (or any artist for that matter) – there seems to be an energy coming out of them as if they have a life all their own. If you pass through that area, please go see her paintings because it’s a real treat.
I like to paint when I go on vacation, and while my friend and I tried to arrange her newish space and fix up her “art room” so that we could paint together, alas! that didn’t happen.
But since she knew I was itching to paint, she set me up at her little kitchen table, and wonder of wonders, I picked up the brush and created a few pictures.
The light is so intense and pure. Incredible, really. I think painting in that light is the only way for me to experience it the right way.
I cannot express how happy I was with the process except to show you what came out. Double click on the pictures and you will get a better feel for them. It’s good to connect with friend’s and family, to get away, and then, come back.