by Birdie Jaworski
Cristina Gonzales first noticed a change in light when she moved to New Mexico from Seattle after being awarded a Roswell Artist-in-Residence Program grant in 1998.
“My color changed immediately once I moved to Roswell. The light in New Mexico is very distinct. Unusual. I was painting with heavy blues and grays – the hues of the cloudy northwest …

by Birdie Jaworski

Two dancers meet stage right. They turn, hands open, arms lifted in supplication. They fall, the floor an opaque mirror, another dimension where feminine footstep equals breath. A tall man sits off-stage, his hands pressing keys of an instrument so old it looks fake, looks dangerous. His harpsichord laughs, taunts the dancers, cajoles them to prance, to run …

by Birdie Jaworski
Snow swirled around around the darkened street lamps during last year’s electric light parade. Las Vegas families bundled in heavy coats and scarves waited along Carnegie Library park, faces red from the biting cold. Floats made from ranch flatbeds, from carefully waxed pickup trucks loaded with twinkle light-encrusted twisted wire crawled the parade route, accompanied by holiday music. …