tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13779951.post114683337817262441..comments2024-01-01T18:48:00.179-07:00Comments on DADA'S DALLY: Further evidence of the demise of the Bush administration. Don't expect a resurrection.Dadahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17257598218959429347noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13779951.post-1146963617197371472006-05-06T19:00:00.000-06:002006-05-06T19:00:00.000-06:00Y'know, just cuz I read DH said it, doesn't mean h...Y'know, just cuz I read DH said it, doesn't mean he did say it (as we find out everyday now how truth is distorted in print). And, um, I thought maybe there was another Cather (besides Willa) that was famous around Taos! Dada, it doesn't take much to create an alternate universe for me! A 10,000 Foot Stout sounds EXCELLENT about now! (think they're sold at the state liquor stores in Utah?) -- D.K.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13779951.post-1146915759949097062006-05-06T05:42:00.000-06:002006-05-06T05:42:00.000-06:00My apologies D.K. "Read it again, Dada, for the fi...My apologies D.K. "Read it again, Dada, for the first time..."<BR/><BR/>Geesh, you weren't asking me if Lawrence said,"Time is different there," you were telling me. That's because you knew. Well, I got it this time. Sorry!<BR/><BR/>Oh, and among the artistic giants who roamed the 1920's and 30's Taos landscape, did I mention Cather in my last comment? (grin)<BR/><BR/>I don't know the source of Taos' power, but I get a keen sense of it. Maybe its the clash of contrasts between wealth and poverty. So many of the rich are extremely impoverished, so many of the very poor, so incredibly rich. <BR/><BR/>Or maybe it's the contrast of legal and illegal drugs. Or the wonderful people and the delicious subsurface tensions between their Native American, Spanish, Mestizo and Anglo heritages. Cultures which include a fine history of acts of murder and mayhem committed by each group against the others. <BR/><BR/>Maybe it's the climate, so pleasant in the summer, yet capable of bitter cold in winter. Or the Taos hum. (Oh, I think the government shut that off in the '90s. <BR/><BR/>Or maybe it's the huge gaping chasm just west of town, a scar still bleeding on the landscape below as slashed by the Rio Grande that symbolizes a great division. <BR/><BR/>Or perhaps its the little construct of man's in the form of a tenuous bridge that spans that abyss, enabling everyone to "get over it."<BR/><BR/>Whatever it is, there's a creative force that manifests with as much art per capita there as anywhere in the country. And I love to go swimming in that pool of creativity; to thrash around and flirt with drowning (which may have just been a metaphor for the excellent "10,000 Foot Stout" ale brewed only in Taos). <BR/><BR/>At an elevation of 7,000 feet, a couple of 10,000 Foot Stouts can launch one into thin air of the mesophere where is revealed a colony oozing pigments on a canvas stained with the colorful history its people's blood, sweat and tears. *Time* can truly be different there.<BR/><BR/>Yeh, am I getting gushily homesick enough for you here?Dadahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17257598218959429347noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13779951.post-1146894159559544762006-05-05T23:42:00.000-06:002006-05-05T23:42:00.000-06:00Dada, the more you describe it, the more compellin...Dada, the more you describe it, the more compelling it becomes. A land of clean air, talented people & dirt roads. Sounds like you'll be going soon. What could keep you away? D.K.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13779951.post-1146884417430389012006-05-05T21:00:00.000-06:002006-05-05T21:00:00.000-06:00I honestly don't know if Lawrence said that or not...I honestly don't know if Lawrence said that or not. It wasn't inscribed anywhere on the walls of his mini-mausoleum in the hills above his San Cristobal ranch just north of Taos. It's on a mountain "with a magnificent view of the world" (as Eya Fechin described it), overlooking California, the Pacific, Hawaii and the Orient. <BR/><BR/>But "time is different there" sounds like something DH might have said. And even if he didn't, he probably experienced that as many who go there do. <BR/><BR/>A couple of years ago, we had the pleasure to be invited to the next to last birthday party to ever be given for Eya Fechin, daughter of a most prominent Russian artist who lived and worked in Taos during the 1920's and 30's, Eya's teen years. I believe it was her 88th birthday. It was celebrated outside on the large patio behind the home her father had built which is today the Fechin Institute.<BR/><BR/>It was a memorable celebration, including real Aztec dancers and it culminated with the formation of a tight circle around Eya wherein each guest, one by one, provided with a long plume from some exotic bird, tickled her with a feather while expressing a particular birthday wish or gratitude for our guest of honor. It was a memorable occasion if one had the fortune to be rapt within the "different time". <BR/><BR/>It was an honor for those present to fete a true icon of living anthropology because Eya was there in the days when creative giants like Lawrence, Cather, Marin, O'Keefe and Cather walked the land.Dadahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17257598218959429347noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13779951.post-1146865916082967282006-05-05T15:51:00.000-06:002006-05-05T15:51:00.000-06:00so is it true as DH Lawrence wrote of Taos "Time i...so is it true as DH Lawrence wrote of Taos "Time is different there" ? That a visit to Taos evokes the deep, the resonant, the unanswerable ? I enjoyed seeing the Santos art crucifying our unholy trinity (W,R&R)! D.K.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com