Friday, June 16, 2017

Meow Wolf

That same afternoon Alexandra and I decided to check this out (on recommendation from Gary).  

The building had once been a bowling alley but upon entering the doors I saw no sign of the previous sport.

It is impossible to explain Meow Wolf ....

...except to say that this sign was just inside the door.  It may explain it all.

 Me and Meow Wolf

The refreshment area was psychedelic, but still it was normal enough,  


Now I am sure, I have entered a 1970's time warp.

Going through a second set of doors revealed an old Victorian Style house that, we were told,  held a mystery...

....that can be discovered only by finding the clues that are hidden throughout the house.

Deciphering just what is a clue is a bit difficult.

Almost nothing is as it seems....

For example, this refrigerator in the kitchen seemed perfectly normal, until....

...people kept disappearing inside it.

...and then reappearing from the dryer!

There were secret doors, secret passageways, cryptic notes lying around, eerie music, flashing lights and lots

of  psychedelic colors....

...or not.  In one room things seemed almost normal...

...then the next room would make my head spin. (There are two people in the picture above--I was looking down from an upper floor)

I just glanced into the bathroom and moved on, only to learn later that the toilet provided a secret window to the floor below.

An enormous amount of time and money was put into this amusement (?) and I admit I was mesmerized by it all.  

After two hours neither Alexandra nor I had a clue as to the solution to the mystery.

And when we walked back out into the sunshine the ground seemed to be moving.

Our next stop was the pub across the parking lot, hoping a glass of wine would settle the whirling in our heads. 
We had spent over two hours in that structure (I don't know what to call it) and I am sure we missed a whole lot.  To find and decipher all the clues would take hours--there were diaries, newspapers, letters, cryptic notes, even labels on soup cans that gave information and told a story about a family that disappeared from the house.  One young girl we met told us she had spent a total of five hours over two trips before she figured out the mystery.  She wouldn't tell us anything else--maybe she would take a bribe.

Wednesday, June 14, 2017

Madrid, NM

A short drive outside of Santa Fe is the funky little town of Madrid...

The town is noted for its artists, craftsmen and aging hippies.

Alexandra suggested we go there for lunch and some 70s nostalgia.

Several miles before we reached the town we were seeing signs of ....

....well, whatever.

And there is a whole lot of 'whatever'.

I really do miss the colorful cars of bygone days.

 Every house on the main street is a shop, studio, restaurant....

or "Body Bordello".

I couldn't resist...I took dozens of  pictures of mailboxes.

Both front and back.

I think #28 must be a misfit.

 We had lunch here at 'The Holler' and discovered a very unusual southern menu... the chef was from Florida. The food was quite good.

Even the wrought iron on this person's balcony was unusual. Mushrooms?  Hmm.

A thoughtful rest stop.

 This one's for you, Janice.

This town must have the smallest garbage dump in the country.  I believe every discard had been incorporated into an 'art piece' of one sort or another.  Kinda fun but I suppressed any urge to purchase a souvenir.

Tuesday, June 13, 2017

Melvin, Lady DaGa and Daisy

It was time to visit my friends, Alexandra Stevens and her son, Gary Walden in Santa Fe. Alexandra owns and operates an art gallery and has a giant furry dog named Melvin;  Gary owns and operates an RV (bigger than mine), and has a small black pocket pet named Lady DaGa.

Daisy was enchanted....

and occasionally in awe.

Lady DaGa was eager to show off her extensive wardrobe...

and she even seemed to enjoy 'dress up' time.

Daisy wasn't interested.

But play time was great fun.

Saturday, June 10, 2017

Clovis, New Mexico

I have a rule while traveling, not to drive more than 3 hours per day.  On this day my rule brought me to Clovis, New Mexico.  Needing a map of New Mexico and an idea of what might be interesting to see in Clovis I stopped at the Chamber of Commerce and discovered, tucked away in the basement of their building, this interesting museum... 

I was in a time warp--back to 1957!

This museum is located in the original Norman and Vi Petty recording Studio.

Only a female my age would snap back in memory to bobby sox, poodle skirts,  and lacquer hairspray; or for a male, duck tails, tight jeans with turned up cuffs and cigarette packs rolled up in a t-shirt sleeve.  Good grief!  That was 60 years ago!

The Norman Petty Trio came along later in the fifties.  "Mood Indigo was a good-sized hit for the group and was followed up by "On the Alamo".  The success of the trio allowed Norman to build a recording studio in his hometown of Clovis, New Mexico where Buddy Holly became one of the most important figures in the history of rock music.

The juke box was playing the entire time I was there.  I wanted to dance but I was the only one in the museum.  If some poor tourist had wandered in I would have accosted him with a challenge to 'bop'.

In 1955 Norman Petty opened a recording studio in his hometown of Clovis.  A risky venture at the time, the Petty Studio went on to produce some of the greatest rock and roll of the late fifties.

Petty's earliest recordings included early Roy Orbison, Charlie Phillips (Sugartime), Buddy Knox (Party Doll), Buddy Holly and the Crickets (That'll be the Day, Peggy Sue, Fade Away, It's so Easy, Heartbeat), plus many more.

The Studio had a unique feel and sound.  Petty used state of the art recording equipment and technology.  The recordings were rockabilly in flavor but had a cleaner and more polished feel than sessions cut at other studios.  

After Holly's tragic death in 1959, Petty shuttered the original studio.

The Altec Control Board is the original board from the Norman Petty Studios used on the Buddy Holly hit song, "That'll be the Day", recorded in 1957.   

February 3, 1959, the day the music died.

I spent the night in a small RV park then took off very early the next morning for Santa Fe.  As I left the town I saw a sign directing to the 'dig' where the first Clovis Spear Point had been found in 1929.  (Clovis Spear points date to the early Paleoindian period roughly 13,000 years ago) 
I did not have time to explore but now I want to go back.  Who knew the tiny town of Clovis would be so interesting?