* Catchup ...

Just a few photos to bring you up to date, and bring my on line 'journal' up to date.  That way when I'm old and grey I can remember what the heck I was doing in 2010.

Friday evening was the opening of Karen Wights "Sacred Water" sculpture.  Visit Karen's web site HERE.  She sculpted her in SMA, had her shipped to Santa Fe for pouring and finishing and then back here for the opening.  I guess there were shipping difficulties and "Sacred Water" arrived just in the nick of time.  She is indeed very beautiful.  I'm in awe of Karen's ability with form and the human body.  The sculpture is almost life size.  She looks fragile and alone.  I think that is how water is these days ... fragile.  On the brink of being a lost and rare commodity.  No one really gets that yet. Oh, we think we do.  We talk about it as if we do.  But at some core level, water has always been there for us and we somehow can't quite believe it could be any other way.  I also think water does feel alone and uncared for in these days of 'taking her for granted'.  The penny hasn't dropped completely with the human race.  It's time to take note ... more of us ... all of us.   I hope it's not too long before we all begin to understand.

After the opening I wandered the streets and decided to eat in Centro before going home.  While strolling past my favorite restaurant for breakfast on the Jardin I ran into Pat who was already sitting in the window.  We hadn't seen each other for some time, so we had a lovely meal together and got caught up.

Just when we finished our dinner, the music began at the Parroquia, so we ran over there to see the sound the light show.  I've been wanting to see it very badly and it was lovely to have company.  Technology has come such a long way since this all began.  Back in Europe in the 60's they lit up the old castles and palaces, using music and historical rhetoric to purvey the scenes and it was wonderful.  This however, was something else.  So much movement.  Movies being projected onto the spires and surfaces from many vantage points, allowing birds to fly, angels to rise to the heavens and flowers to appear, disappear and appear again.  The music was wonderfully historical of the past 200 years  and ended up with Mexican Mariachi music of today.  The photos I took cannot to it justice, of course, but it will give you a small idea. 

"Love yourself first and everything else falls into line. You really have to love yourself to get anything done in this world."
- Lucille Ball