the high road to taos

i drove the high rode to taos today. some photos on the way up at chimayo, cordova and truchas. the taos pueblo was closed to visitors for sacred celebrations. skipped taos itself. the church has been done by everone. i presume they also patronized every candle shop in town while they were there. sunday traffic in taos is just as jammed up up as trafic in santa fe. would hvae been better to skip and headed straight for the Classical Gas Museum in embudo. what a place and free. talked to the owner/curator but didnt have the nerve to ask how he funds the place. i hope he has some renewable private energy source. the place looks like luna park inside.  

so so day, ready to head inside and switch gears to portraits in the am. all todays snaps with the A7r.  the ouside shots mostly with the Loxia 50, a couple with a 35mm and the museum inside shots with the metabones adapted Canon 24 TS-E. Once again faux Kodachrome color by CaptureOne.

click on my first and likely only ever cat snap to see the gallery. this is the second of the santa fe galleries. the first is acessible from the blog item immediately below.

how do you say rockville pike in spanish...

cerrillos road!  first impresion of santa fe was rockville pike - a 40 shades of brown reincarnation.  this southwestern version of the pike even merits two walmarts between the interstate exit and the hotel. if forewarned is forearmed then i was on the alert. on the alert not to go to the main attraction — the plaza.

i eventually drove through after i had found a different target... when i was kid i had a big tube of interlocking plastic blocks (way before lego hit the scene, the us scene anyway). they were called plastic city if i remember right. i have been po'ed at my mother for at least four and maybe five decades becuase i thought she threw them out. wrong, wrong, was i ever wrong — sorry mom.  obviously, walt disney swiped them and brought them to new mexico and historical disneyized the plaza with them. plastic, disney... heinous!

fortunately, the federal government was unusually helpful today via nps.gov and the national historic register. the big reveal was a neighboorhood historic district just south of plastic plaza.  perfect.  it is called the Don Gaspar Historic District.  no idea who Don Gasper is/was but the place is full of fabulous bunglows and pueblo revival houses. a few sport something called pen tile, a work product of the inmates at the once nearby NM State Penn. place was awesome, three is the charm, santa fe is now meeting expectations. not to mention the killer light. working small towns between here and taos tomorrow before the workshop starts in the evening.

as is usual practice a click on the snap below will jet you off to a smugmug gallery where a thinly edited pile of snaps awaits. all with the A7r and the Zeiss Loxia 50mm — at f/8 or f/11. profs to CaptureOne for the Kodachrome trickery.