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Silver City

Posted in back to earth, Bikers, Diagonal View, eclectic, Hanging out, Heart of the Matter, Humor, performance art, Random, seldom is heard, Smiling, snort, Somewhere Over the rainbow, Soul, stomach muscles, the story unfolds, uh oh, Uncategorized, wacky, Western, Whoo Hoo, wow on January 4, 2010 by anuvuestudio

A recent road trip, originally planned for San Fransisco, made a quick detour east to Silver City, New Mexico. Rain was in the forecast…and rain…well… my camera (and my hair) have issues with it. Once you enter the California dessert and go on into Arizona, the music changes along with the food and the people. Lucerno is on the radio, sleeping hound dogs are found in convenience stores and snake-skin boots make their entrance. At one stop, a Motel 8, Mike inquired if there were flat screen TV’s in the rooms. The gentleman, not in on the joke, stared first…then got it with a guffaw. He and his bride were recent transplants from Minnesota and, not missing the snow, were settling into the heat nicely. The next morning, we realized we were staying at “truck stop heaven” and I found the most amazing flag-draped truck in the back lot. I wasn’t alone.

We set out again, going through old towns, in search of places of interest.  We turned off at Bowie to see the old mining fort. The town itself was desolate, except on the outskirts, where it seems pecans and pistachios are grown in abundance. I saw horses walking freely between farms without fences…although they took one look at my ready camera and turned their big arses towards me. I didn’t take it personal… I don’t like having my own photo taken.

Once we stopped at the end of a long and winding dirt road, we encountered the sign that said “a gentle 1-1/2 mile walked with good trail”... People, if you EVER see a sign with those words, get the hell back in your car and drive away…fast. We started down the “gentle” trail, and about a mile into it, I had an asthma attack. I think God (or my Father in his angel form) sent the deer in just to check on me.

We made it as far as the old cemetary where a soldier had received the Medal of Honor and a small child (Geronimo’s son) had been laid to rest. From there, you could see the fort with the flag blowing gently…taunting… straight up the side of a rather large hill. I gave Mike the nod and we went back before I myself was laid to rest. To add insult, while driving out, we noticed a sign previously missed coming in. It was the handicapped entrance and apparently you could drive straight there…

When we reached Silver City, my first impression was “Haight Asbury meets Wyoming”. I had never seen so many old hippies together in one place…except maybe in that old Woodstock movie. Later (inside an antique store) my observation was confirmed on a tee-shirt…“Where all hippies go”. Beyond the hippies, I saw cowboys going about their business, even a few kids standing up on hay and one gentleman having a conversation with a cinder-block fence. In my estimation, he appeared to winning, but that block wall was holding pretty firm.

We stayed at the oldest hotel in the town…a place called The Palace. You had to park wherever you could and the curbs (I swear) were 24 inches high. Once parked, if you were too close to the curb, you couldn’t get your car door open for love or money. I made sure I didn’t need to get back in before I made the big step up. I went inside to inquire about a room and was followed in by an older, sprightly couple from Derbyshire, England. I’d been there in my travels (Pride and Prejudice ya know) and we made an instant connection. We waited, while hearing strange sounds coming from what appeared to be the adjacent bar, trying to keep up a normal conversation. The hotel lady finally came in and gave us several keys to check out the available rooms on our own, explaining she was very busy trying to get a pigeon out of the bar. I wanted to ask her if the bird needed help with his tab, but stopped myself, aware that this might be these folks first visit to the states. At least we now knew what all the yelling was and it seemed a somewhat reasonable explanation.

Her Majesty’s loyal subjects and I mounted the stairs and explored (and of course commented on) each of the room selections. The place was built in the mid 1800’s, all moldings and narrow hallways, and it certainly had its charm. Being the polite American I am, I let them have first pick of the three available and naturally… they picked my only choice. When we went  downstairs, apparently the bird had been liberated and the lady had recruited the balance of her faculties, saying “Oh, there’s another room”! “Thank God” I whispered, not wanting to be next to the breakfast area, I leaped up the stairs with the key. It was perfect with beautiful natural light, a window view up the street and at the very end of the hall and cheap!

Room reserved, camera in hand, we marched out onto the unsuspecting streets. We met up with a hippie Santa trying to give out candy canes but I feel certain his normal day  job is growing medicinal marijuana. There were interesting folks all up and down the streets…even a cowboy selling his prize farm beef from cooler chests…and thankfully none were camera-shy. We passed up a young girl with a sign that said she was giving out “good advise”. She looked about 20 so I was fairly certain about the decision to pass. I have a cat about that age so I thought I’d save money and just have a chat with Avree when I got home. We visited one new gallery that was hard to miss because the sidewalk was painted with colorful big round dots that said “Follow me”. Naturally I wanted to.  After walking a bit more, tummies were growling, so we stopped at a restaurant that said “cafe”on a neon sign. I love Mexican food but I’d had it 4 meals in a row and decided I just wanted an ordinary sandwich. I ordered an egg salad sandwich and that my friends…is exactly what I got…A fried egg on 2 slices of bead with a piece of lettuce on top. Literal took on a whole new meaning. Back outside, we noticed a sign hanging from a bridge. I shot it and it appears in an earlier story. I put it here again for those who missed it. I had to read it a few times before I understood it, but if you take the town tour, it all starts making sense.

Back at The Palace, I took my book down to the cozy lobby to read. Our room was a bit small…and what with the flat screen blaring…

Down in the lobby, I found a nice big burgundy velveteen chair with a matching footstool, and made myself at home with my book and a box of good n’ plenty. Just as things were getting good, some lady opened the door and went outside, leaving the door cracked open and all the freaking cold air coming in on me. I got up, shut it and resettled. She then came back in, placed a phone on a lamp table, put the door kickstand down and went back out. This went on a few times for the sake of her nicotine habit. Just before I strangled her to death (I’m pretty sure they still hang people there for crimes) I went back upstairs. I grabbed my coat and went to the coffee-house owned by the Palace… but not before giving her the stink eye.

I got settled in with a nice hot chai latte and big chocolate chip cookie. I had to tell the guy behind the counter what I would pay because there were no prices and he was new. Then the Harley guys started filing in. I wrote about them  previously and it’s somewhere below here. I found them entertaining and friendly with their contagious holiday cheer as they dressed for the local childrens Christmas party. It was fun to watch them take off toward the school complete with a police escort.

After coffee, another trip down the streets, and some interesting window shopping. I’m not sure the connection between Elvis and Christmas, but he’d be proud to know he’s remembered in Silver City.

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2010…let’s begin again

Posted in Attitudes, Choices, clutter, Diagonal View, Dreamer, Entering New Territory, Famiiy, Friends, keeping positive, Life, new beginnings, New Year, old endings, Personal, slow down, the story unfolds, Uncategorized, Whoo Hoo, wisdom on December 30, 2009 by anuvuestudio

2010


As this year ends, I find myself anxious to begin the new one, like no other I can ever remember. The actually saying “2010” aloud makes me think of renewed hope, new beginnings, rebuilding, reinventing, while maintaining all I’ve learned from the past year. Some people weren’t affected by the recession but those folks are few and surely fortunate. The majority of us learned hard lessons about extravagance and living beyond our means, taking things for granted and never believing lives can change (and do) in the flash of a moment. In the past weeks, on my travels, I’ve seen and experienced the peoples will to survive under the most dire circumstances…with ingenuity, honor and dignity. I’ve seen some give when there was so little of their own left to give. My belief in the goodness of mankind has been renewed just when I began to forsake it. I find selfish strength in numbers, in mass understanding that we share these difficult times as one world. I know I am not alone in my fears.

I think, we as Americans, have long been spoiled and “over-blessed” with a multitude of unnecessary “things”… failing ourselves… our children and our neighbors on the most basic levels. We must pay more attention to loving, understanding and accepting one another than we waste on arguing our own opinions, religions and staunch beliefs. All the politically correct words in the world don’t feed those who go hungry at night nor hug the loneliest among us. We must be willing to not only listen to those suffering most but to offer our hands in ways that actually do make the difference. We need to leave behind wasted time on the unimportant fluff.  We’re just now re-learning the simplest things that make us the most happiest with the least cost to our pockets…and souls. It’s time to relinquish the cells phones long enough to breath the fresh air and see the magic that God gave us with appreciative eyes. It’s time to finally “see” the beauty and wonder around us and live our lives in simplicity.

I look back at what I’ve lost in a year…my Gallery, my job description, my uterus, the curve in my left cheek, three-quarters of our combined income, a fancy car, two mentors and one very dear friend. To that, I compare what I’ve gained…white eyebrow hairs, simplicity, fairly impressive barbeque skills, some weight, a new group of artistically gifted friends, a mysterious pirate scar, more patience, old wisdom and renewed eyes to finally see the world around me. I thought I’d be older when this epiphany happened. Maybe I just needed to be forced to choose to. I am grateful for all the winding roads that lead me to be a stronger woman, a wiser person and a better human than I ever would have been without being shown the way. Low and behold…I find I gained even from all I’ve lost.

I wish for all of you, those I’m blessed to know, those I don’t know yet and those I never will…a happy, happy New Year full of all the love and happiness you deserve, the eyes to notice it when it’s in front of you and long arms to reach out and grab it when you realize you actually can.

2010…to new beginnings.

Love Heather

Christmas Cookie Kookie

Posted in Bakery, Bring it, Christmas, Cookies, uh oh, Whoo Hoo on December 21, 2009 by anuvuestudio

Jame and I set out to make enough cookies to embarrass any local bakery on Saturday. A large portion of these will be inhaled at my place of work on Monday (once they realize I had adult supervision). On top of each package, I placed a label (photo#1) showing both of us. I felt the need to prove their was one actual cook present so they know they won’t be poisoned…as my culinary skills are legendary. (Shut up Kolar) We started out at noon Saturday and finished up at 11:36 pm. My dogs were killing me but she was a trouper and Lor (Jame’s hub) figured we made at least 700 cookies…and I was sure it was 700,000…

Daylight and it’s hidden secrets

Posted in aliens, back to earth, Bring it, Candy!, create, Diagonal View, Dreamer, eclectic, Enterng new territory, fabulous, Friends, Funny, good grief, Goofballs, green eyed monster, Halloween, Hanging out, Heart of the Matter, Humor, Images, Kids in Costumes, Party, People, playing, Smiling, stomach muscles, thanks, the story unfolds, uh oh, Uncategorized, Unusual, wacky, What?, Whoo Hoo, wow, yikes on October 30, 2009 by anuvuestudio

I had a chance, before preview, to take a few shots so the folks who can’t come…can see what makes up this years Halloween theme. This is esecially for Yumiko, an Artist from Anuvue Studio & Gallery, who had brain surgery and is at home recovering. High five and big hug Yumi!
This was a very “Green Friendly” year in that most everything is being recycled in some form. What the kids and adults see at night is created with blacklight paint, extremely minute details that they may never noticed,and a bit of mystery. Here’s a sneak peek in the daylight.

The entrance was made from recycled plywood, donated by our friend Gary, used previously for cement work. It was painted from the “not the right color” section of our local hardware store. I thought it was strange, every time I showed up, they had another can of practically the same color…I swear I have Halloween angels at work 😉
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This is the view as you enter.
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I simply could not resist these clear tubes… You are looking at command central, where the ship is controlled…and every kid in the neighborhood wants to fly. All the neato controls were gifted by my neighbor Greg who works for KOCE. The channel was clearing out allot of outdated gadgets…just in time for a spacecraft. The edging on the desk is actually the stuff they put along lawns… sprayed silver. I think it looks like metal and is very spacey. 😉
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Do not touch signs are an absolute must bring the “touching” down to only “minimal madness”.
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What a ship without a lab of bubbling jars with strange things. These aliens are cloning humans…with aliens. I love the doll heads so much, they are going in my house when this is over. They fit perfectly into the washing machine overflow tray I found 😉
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Fred and Ethel diligently in their tubes…along with a new 2 headed offspring. All the dials are old hairspray, paint and misc. lids with dial stickers. Anything white glares in the blacklight so they look quite real. All the tubes are cardboard that’s been mitered and heck, there’s even some cookie trays and mac computer box inserts painted silver up there.
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Tonight, after second preview night, I’ll take some shots so you can see the transformation at night. We had about 100 guests on Thursday night. One boy was so cute in his hotdog costume. I love bringing the kids in to see the candy and watch their frustration of how to pick just one. With all the do not touch signs, one little boy kept whining “Dad, I can’t touch anything…DADDDDDD, I can’t touch anything…finally I let him touch some of the keyboards on the center table with the baby heads. The next thing I know there are 5 little boys jumping up and down, all trying to all touch the keyboard, all shouting “I want to touch it” !
I asked my friend Jamie to be the “don’t touch” person in the room. She raised 2 kids and her costume has a sword…;)

2 Nights before Preview

Posted in aliens, back in business, Bring it, Dreamer, eclectic, Entering New Territory, fabulous, Goofballs, Halloween, stomach muscles, uh oh, Whoo Hoo on October 27, 2009 by anuvuestudio

It’s about 11:30pm and yes, I do work for a living in the early hours of the morning… BUT, I have 2 more nights to get the lighting straight and march those aliens inside their ship. They’ve taken a liking to my livingroom and are currently staring out all the windows at my neighbors…like they don’t think I’m odd enough! Candy is bought…check…beer, soda…new brain for Heather…check… House looks like it hasn’t been cleaned in 15 years…check! Here’s the state of the union…

Poster is built…check!
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Entrance is lit and working…check!
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Command central is ready (almost) to roll…even if I have to drive it myself…check!
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Shelves are bubbling…check!
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“Some” aliens have decided to get to work and are ready…I can always count on Fred and Ethel…check!
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I have to say, despite the fact that everything you see was handmade from stuff about to be trashed (I guess I’m going green)…dug outta my attic to recycle or innocently sitting in a hardware store to be used as one thing…and made into an entirely “other thing”…I’m gettin’ happy…

Halloween visitors of 2008

Posted in Bring it, Cool, eclectic, Entering New Territory, excitement, fabulous, Friends, Funny, good grief, Goofballs, Halloween, Hanging out, Humor, Images, Kids in Costumes, neighbors, Oh Yeah!, playing, Portraiture, Smiling, snort, stomach muscles, Stupendous, thanks, the story unfolds, uh oh, wacky, Whoo Hoo, wow on October 23, 2009 by anuvuestudio

Last year my buddy Jimmy over at photo444.com came to the gallery and shot some of the visitors. He posted them on smugmug and each person could order their own copies for a very, very small fee. This year, everyone will be able to sit with an alien and I ask you, who wouldn’t love that! For now…check out these crazies…

Scary Clown Circus 2006

Posted in Bring it, create, eclectic, Halloween, Haunted, haunted circus, Oh Yeah!, remembering, scary clowns, Skeltons, Smiling, uh oh, wacky, Whoo Hoo on October 21, 2009 by anuvuestudio

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Every year while we’re outside building…lots of new folks ask me what Team Halloween has done in the past. It’s funny, me being a photographer…and not ever having my own photos. All my time and energy goes into the event and only recently have I been documenting the goings on. Yet…they are all still clearly in my head. On event night I play host so I have to rely on others who arrive early in the evening (before the crowds) to take them. I have so many kind and various people to thank for these. I found Halloween 2006 and I’ll see what else I can locate to show those interested in the madness that I live for.

The scary clown head stood 23 feet in the air, had a 6-1/2 foot open mouth for the kids to walk through…and took 7 men to hoist into position. It’s made from plywood and recycled crates from a large press that came into my workplace that year. Scary Clown was made from paper patterns, then hand cut in 26 sections of found wood. I actually had no idea if the proportions were right until I fit it together like a puzzle all down the driveway…and even then I had to stand on a really tall ladder. We painted the sections and then Jamie stood on that same ladder with her air gun, ready to demonized it, while I stood in the street and yelled “more there”. I still smile now because the next day a heavy metal band came to disassemble and load Scary Clown in a truck headed for an Los Angeles music studio. I’m so glad he found a home.

An amazing feat…Micheal, Mitchell and myself took some donated red heavy vinyl and sewed a 30 foot tent top on a 1985 Brother sewing machine that has exactly 2 stitches to choose from. We did it without a pattern (by eye) and it fit! That poor machine squeals to this day. On the left side of the tent (and clown head) was a clown dressing room. This clown sat on a leopard chair in front of a fancy dressing mirror. The kids would walk in…and then at the right position, they would see his scary face and scream. On the right side of the head was a room with one clown hanging onto a very ridiculous donkey while 2 others look on from a crate. Once you entered the mouth you stood in the center of the ring, surrounded by the faces Jamie painted of my neighbors or anyone that popped into her head. 2 clowns were suspended from their own trapeze while other were scattered around the room… And the biggest hits…the popcorn and cotton candy, the bubble machine, the roaring tiger in his cart…and the Kiwi actor / comedienne who insulted all my neighbors while I laughed…