How many times have you walked though the plaza, strolled right by the obelisk””the tall pointy monument on the same side as Haagen-Dazs””and never once stopped to consider why it was there or what it said? When the artist and political activist Charlene Teters saw the obelisk, she not only noticed it, she saw it...Read More
What is jewelry? What can it be? Brian Fleetwood’s jewelry is alive. Fleetwood sits at a work desk, bent over a piece of metal. The metal glints in the setting sun that streams through the high windows in the jewelry studio, a yellow light that finds the dust motes suspended in the air on these...Read More
Imagine driving Eastbound on Interstate 40. You’ve already crossed the California/Arizona state line, and you’re reaching the eastern end of Arizona. The New Mexico border is a just a few miles ahead. You notice plastic animals: a deer, bear, and elk are propped against red cliffs towering above a tall wooden fence with “Chief Yellowhorse”...Read More
Once you have heard a strange audience burst into laughter at a film you directed, you realize what the word joy is all about. ””Chuck Jones, 1912-2002 My experience in Chuck Jones Gallery at Santa Fe: a room full of Looney Tunes on the wall, which bring back childhood memories....Read More
Most students come to the Institute of American Indian Arts to expand their creativity by practicing and experimenting with their chosen mediums. There are many stories told through the paintings, drawings, and photographs displayed along the walls of the academic building. Black-and-white photographs of tombstones, graves, and monuments can be found on a wall near...Read More
Remember when Doogie Howser, M.D. sat each night at his computer by the window, pondering his entire day’s work at the hospital, typing on his electronic journal, reflecting about his smart braniac maneuvers of saving lives, performing heroic gestures”¦in a white overcoat that covered his awful choices in bad clothing? I do, but I didn’t...Read More
We had practically the whole of Site Santa Fe to ourselves through which to wander, and to pout and preen over the pieces of art””like out-of-town moguls that pour in during Indian Market. Attention-wise, we were a little bit more invested than usual, because we were being indulged with a personal escort around Site: Joanne...Read More
