Santa Fe - for artists, it's a mecca. A mecca for art of all kinds; from sculpture to oil to artists of another kind - cooking. Not only that but yes, there are writers and writers' conferences. There were also cooking schools and writing schools but most of all there was
art. Eighty-four galleries in a stretch of about four blocks.
It was there where I had the most expensive lunch of my life but the most entertaining. Who knew that water could cost eight dollars a bottle. But what topped everything was a woman who was really the caricature of a place or time or theme. Scarlett O'Hara, obviously not her or even someone that remotely resembled her, not her looks but her airs. The resemblance was in her southern drawl that included the mention of numerous "high end encounters" and was peppered with darlings. The conversation was a window to another world, of business, entitlement and airs.
But enough of peeks into other people's lives. It was off to see the galleries. Bronzes and oils were everywhere, galleries cozied against more galleries. The amount of talent in that one little area was overwhelming.
And with the road and Santa Fe now behind me, I've been settled in a place that's not quite home for a week or two. More on that later.
And in the meantime, I'm giving away two copies of my paranomal romance, Ring of Desire and my historic set on the depression era prairie, From the Dust. Both are contests on Goodreads.
And last but "not least":
My latest book - Intent to Kill is out!
First there was Fatal Intent, a tale that took romance and suspense to the dark reaches of the Borneo jungle.
Now, Intent to Kill takes love to the heart of Cambodia where in the shadow of Angkor Wat, passion ignites amidst evil that is generations in the making.
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