I’m not sure my decade started on Jan 1, 2000. It started, more appropriately, on Sept 21, 2001. That’s when I snagged a “Study Abroad In Spain” brochure from my community college, ran home, and told my parents there was no way in hell I would miss the opportunity. I’d say the 90′s ended for [...]
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Thinking about snow, for me, is similar to thinking about Asia or India, a.k.a. completely foreign. So the thought of simply playing in the snow excited me last week. Annita and I took a trip to Mt. Baker for some sledding, snowball tossing and snow-angel making. Anna made this. I tried taking pictures [...] I spent Christmas in Bellingham, WA with Anna and her family. It was difficult settling into a celebration consisting of less than five dozen cousins, aunts, nieces, nephews, etc, but Anna & her wonderful Norwegian mother cooked up Yucatan style tamales (chicken) and regular corn husk tamales (queso con rajas) to make me feel at [...] Chinati Center Art Classes from Alejandro De La Cruz on Vimeo. Nina and I wouldn’t allow Marfa’s closed shops, boutiques and galleries to snuff out our enthusiasm for adventure. Enlightened by some wonderful interns at The Chinati Foundation, Nina and I ventured over to the center for an Origami and paper-making workshop. I kept my hands [...] Off Highway 90, westbound, between Marfa, Texas and El Paso, Texas sits one of the most interesting pieces of landmark art I’ve ever seen. The Prada Marfa Boutique has no cashiers, is closed for commercial use, has a security camera, sits near a highway in the middle of absolute desolation and stands there with pride. [...] Downtown Paonia 2009
“Steve” is a transplant from the entertainment Mecca of the world: Los Angeles, Ca. He grew up in Malibu, won an Emmy, teaches digital media, once sold his Corvette to buy a 5mb hard drive (in 1982), now lives in Paonia, CO (pop. 1600) and DJs at KVNF Friday nights from 9:30pm to [...] It’s Friday night, 5pm. Revolution Brewing opens its doors and its taps. They were once Christian Science doors. The growlers are clean, pint glasses filled and peanut shell shucking has a green light. You’ve got four choices: Stout, Porter, IPA and “Sticky Thicket.” It’s only $3.50 so you’ve got a wad full of bills that [...] Whether you shoot your tequila (rookie!) or savor your Aztec nectar one succulent droplet at a time, there’s hopefully a soundtrack blistering in the background of your watering hole, cheering you on and making you prance around like an idiot until you drop to the floor, exhausted, dry heaving, with one shoe on. Working in [...] I remember seeing Leroy and his glossy eyes, a fifth of Jack flowing freely through his bloodstream. He smiled. “You’ve gotta listen to this, fool. Shit is great.” There, under a suburban night sky, a melodic echo, something akin to chamber music, but with a hip-hop beat, came careening out my car speakers. “Insight/Foresight/More sight/The [...] Hunter S. Thompson used his loudspeakers in Aspen, CO to blare out “Mr. Tambourine Man”. He’d shoot his .357 Magnum too, but I’m not investing in gunpowder. I’ll just stick to acoustic guitars and harmonicas. In the case of The Doors, let’s allow Ray Manzarek to shoot the hilltops, shall we? Blue skies hovering above [...]
Small towns are eerie. At least that’s what I’ve been programmed to think after 28 years of big city living. Setting foot in Paonia, Co — population the size of De La Cruz family in Los Angeles…or 1600 people — my fears of being persecuted for being a foreigner were quickly subdued by [...] Off Highway 133 In Paonia, Colorado. It hit me somewhere along highway 6 in Utah near the Roan Cliffs. “I really like to sing songs that make my throat raspy over time.” I didn’t have an AUX cable for my iPod, so I threw my headphones on — one ear off so Utah’s finest wouldn’t have a reason to pull me [...]
I packed about 74lbs worth of crap. My thoughts were that if I was ever caught in a blizzard in August, somewhere along the flatland of Utah and the bulging crescents of Colorado’s finest geological structures, then I would have the necessary clothing to survive. I quickly realized folding sweaters in the middle [...]
Back in New York City. After a three hour delay in Rochester, I arrived in a muggy, underarm ringer of a sweat storm at JFK. There isn’t much to report besides the weather. It’s been hot. It’s been rainy. I feel like I’ve been moshing in a Rage pit every time I walk [...] It’s my last day in Rochester, NY before heading back to the Fort Greene offices and I’m happy to report that I survived my first three weeks as a mobile facilitator without a disaster to report. In fact, I’m already eager to get started on our next trip: Colorado. I can’t express the immense [...] My fellow coworkers called me around 7pm to ask if I was interested in a road trip. Buffalo is only an hour and change away and Chaela — a fellow mobile trooper — was visiting for a few days. We only had a few hours, but we geared up, jumped on the highway and [...] Monroe Theater was built in 1927 and closed in 2008, but not before showcasing numerous big screen hits for the city of Rochester. The venue went from big screen to big wang in 1971 when it began showing pornographic films. That ended in 1995. The theater officially closed in 2008, but the marquee stands. |
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