Rituals

© 2017, Contemporary Narrative Weavings by Bonnie Clark / Dakini Dreams, Santa Fe Nights - Winter,  Magic in the Desert: Santa Fe Reflections

© 2017, Contemporary Narrative Weavings by Bonnie Clark / Dakini Dreams, Santa Fe Nights - Winter,  Magic in the Desert: Santa Fe Reflections

"Never let go of the fiery sadness called desire." -- Patti Smith

It’s hard to find a city more beautiful than Santa Fe in the winter… the sun sparkling on the snow-covered adobe walls, the crisp cold air and crystal blue skies, and the scent of pinon and juniper smoke. The tourists are gone for the season and the city belongs to the people who call Santa Fe home once again.

I had this weekly ritual during the winter. Each Friday I would spend the afternoon in front of the fireplace at the Teahouse catching up on work and drinking Border Mochas. My friend, Chris, would meet me for a slow stroll through the art galleries as we worked our way down Canyon Road until we ended up at Secreto Lounge for margaritas and then dinner at Milagros.

It’s funny how much of my life is built around little rituals like this. And how the memories of these little rituals can surface years later and inspire my artwork.

Spirits of the Mountains

“May your trails be crooked, winding, lonesome, dangerous, leading to the most amazing view. May your mountains rise into and above the clouds.” – Edward Abbey

© 2017, Contemporary Narrative Weavings by Bonnie Clark / Dakini Dreams, Shadows on the Sangre de Cristos,  Magic in the Desert: Santa Fe Reflections

© 2017, Contemporary Narrative Weavings by Bonnie Clark / Dakini Dreams, Shadows on the Sangre de Cristos,  Magic in the Desert: Santa Fe Reflections

I’ve always been drawn to the mountains. When I moved to Denver in 1990, my office was on the 30th floor of one of the office towers downtown and my desk faced a wall of windows looking out at the Rocky Mountains. I fell in love that first day when I saw the sun set over the Rockies. 

The Sangre de Cristo Mountains speak to my soul in the same way. Some of my fondest memories of living in Santa Fe include road trips to Durango CO in the autumn. The shadows falling across the aspen-covered mountains as the sun set could always take my breath away. I could hear the spirits of the mountains whispering to me. And no matter what was going on in my life, those mountains always gave me hope. 

Love Letters to Santa Fe

© 2017, Contemporary Narrative Weavings by Bonnie Clark / Dakini Dreams, Santa Fe Gardens #I,  Magic in the Desert: Santa Fe Reflections

© 2017, Contemporary Narrative Weavings by Bonnie Clark / Dakini Dreams, Santa Fe Gardens #I,  Magic in the Desert: Santa Fe Reflections

Santa Fe Gardens #1 is a celebration of the breathtaking gardens one can find hiding behind the high adobe walls in Santa Fe. Rustic garden gates open onto an explosion of color as you follow a stone path deeper into a peaceful oasis created by trees, flowers, carefully selected stones, and sculpture. The iridescence of the hummingbirds catches your eye as they flit about from flower to flower. The high desert mountains of Santa Fe are home to an astonishing diversity of flora, from traditional succulents and drought-resistant plants to roses and fruit making each garden unique in its beauty. And, because it’s Santa Fe, a work of art.

Magic in the Desert: Santa Fe Reflections is my love letter to Santa Fe and its surrounding areas. Join me on my journey this year as I explore the unique landscape and culture of the City Different and the Land of Enchantment.

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