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.