One of the most subversive locations in town is a simple house by the Rio Gallinas. The house mirrors its owner: small, sturdy, quiet. If you look at the house, at the woman, you will miss the secret interiors, the scrape of paintbrush against synapse, the pile of discarded collage scraps fighting for a second …

One of my work projects is to put together the very first San Miguel County-wide Artist Guide, a full-color 68-page book of our artists, artisans, writers, poets, musicians, theatre folk. 188 artists are participating in the project, and even though this is a small town and a sparsely populated county, the number of artists we …

Please visit the new Underground Art Installation on Bridge Street – next to the Kiva Theater – and create some poetic love, Las Vegas style! The installation went up in the middle of last night. Wonder who created it? The project consists of velco attached to the plywood boarded windows of a vacant building, with corresponding velcro words, …

Two years ago, taggers hit the side of my garage that faces one of Las Vegas’ alleys, hit it with white aerosol spray in the shape of a Halloween ghost surrounded by bulging initials. It wasn’t the first time; black paint covered most of the space in a feeble attempt to cover a prior message. I gave up the ghost, …

Why did you open Clarity Gifts and Gallery?
I opened Clarity because I wanted to have a place in Las Vegas, New Mexico, that I could work with local artists and offer products that were made Fair Trade from around the world as well as here, locally, in New Mexico. Having a great location helps. We’re off the historic Old Plaza …

A warm pair of soft hands wiped the hair from my forehead. The Pacific Ocean roared from a tiny black boombox, its groan and tumble shifting my reality from winter wind to the promise of summer. I knew her shift of tide and sand, her captured echo of gull, of dried kelp rustling against barnacled moor. It’s been almost five …

An eight-year-old girl stares at the camera, the hot West African sun splashing across her shoulders like a translucent cape. Tightly braided hair hugs her scalp, accentuating a delicate forehead, a slightly furrowed brow. She wears a thin white wrap fastened around her neck with a fraying fiber cord. She shoots the lens an expression that almost approaches a smile, …