its prolly fate
for a guy who found a home
at a flea market on the tesuque reservation
that my other studio would be
at the end of an alley
on canyon road
crow foto by kitty livengood
my space on canyon road
feels like a dark green garden
compared to the bright orange desert
i work in at the flea market ...
during the day
wabbit foto by kitty livengood
my studio
seems to be surrounded
by crows and magpies
with rabbits hiding along the fence line
and at nite i often hear
coyotes howling nearby
foto by kitty livengood
on the street
behind my studio
is the acequia madre
built by the spaniards
many centurys ago
to channel water down the mountain
for the small village
around canyon road
my studio on canyon
has alot of the same feel
my shed at the flea does
from things i have collected in my travels
as well as things
from my familys shed in arkansas
toy foto by kitty livengood
and of course
the mystery boxes of odd things
folks send me from all over the world
as thay join me
turning invironment into art
in the corner
of my front gallery
is a black cat
wearing a funny costume
sitting next to a las vegas tumbler
my art is largely grounded
in what i think of as a hybrid
of growing up in the ozarks and
a flea market philosophy
of using what you have
and and never wasting anything...
you can take the guy out of the flea
but u prolly cant take the flea
out of the mangy dawg
as u leave my studio
dont forgit to have your hair done
we got the blue rinse
and we can finish you up
in the parlor hair drying chair
the closet
the closet seems to
scare alot of folks
my canyon road studio
is located at
the end of an alley on canyon road
in santa fe new mexico