ON TO ART AND HOME
Day Three … and Home…with art and aliens between. After a fine night’s sleep in a Roswell hotel, we were ready for art, and our first stop was the Anderson Museum of Contemporary Art. The Museum was opened in 1994 to showcase work produce by the Roswell Artist-in-Residence program, and it is packed with the most delightful and interesting assortment of contemporary art imaginable. It’s an especially welcoming place with the odd, but appropriate couch or table and chairs here and there where you can sit and gaze in deep concentration at a work, or simply rest for a moment and consider the meaning of life.
Luis Jiménez was known for his large polychromed fiberglass sculptures usually of Southwestern and Hispanic themes. His works were often controversial and eminently recognizable because of their themes and the bright, colorful undulating surfaces that Jiménez employed. I worked for the City of Albuquerque when we commissioned a work by Luis…which was both beautiful and controversial. He died after one of his large pieces fell on him. A lovely and interesting guy and brilliant artist.
Next up on our itinerary, the International UFO Museum and Research Center, where we entered as total skeptics and ,after reading a few of the panels, left thinking “well, maybe…” “Yeah, I think so…” “Give me one reason to trust anything the military does or doesn’t deny, state, publish, bomb, whatever!” So now I believe in aliens—and Dr. Fauci. Anyway, it was fun…and I got a t-shirt.
Then it was the long and picturesque and two-lanes back home.
And then I had a stomach test which consisted of eating radiated eggs and toast, and Teresa got a booster shot, and played couch-girl for part of a day, and prepared lamb posole and Three Sister Salad the rest of the day…and finally we immersed ourselves in the bloody doings of Eve and Villanelle.
A perfect Thanksgiving. Thank you Lace and New Mexico and the European invaders for colonizing this country so we could have stuffing and pecan pie sometimes (that’s a joke, okay?…not really thanking those raggedy religious anti-vaxxer types that landed at Jamestown or Plymouth Rock or wherever).
What a great time you had with Lace and your adventures. Schuyler knows some stories about the aliens in Roswell….people who knew the story, first hand. very interesting