A while back our little Tesuque’s spirit went to a place in heaven that is reserved for special pets. Now her body rests in the little cemetery beside her sister, a brother, two cousins and a friend. This morning a new little companion arrived on United Airlines from Dallas.
House Bronze Foundry 1972-2010 “Jerry House was a good friend who shared my interest in history. So of course we collected history together, which was not a big deal because neither of us had earned income to spare back in the late 60’s.”
Forrest Gist and the Waning of Art There was this really good potter I used to know in Lubbock. Forrest Gist was his name, or Forest Gist, I don’t remember which so I’ll call him Forrest because I like that name better.
Rusted Remnants of History My son-in-law, David Old, owns the 2,400 acre Viveash Ranch. It is just northeast of Pecos and up. Up to 10,637 feet. In 1977, his father died in a plane crash in Alaska, leaving David the ranch.
Doug Hyde in Full Flourish Doug and I happened upon the art scene at about the same time, my gallery in Santa Fe was a little behind him maybe. That was 1972, and his sculptures had a small, but budding following in Scottsdale.
The Unfortunate Hiccup While walking around my office a few minutes ago I paused to look at this thing. It’s a hip pocket flask that was made to hold a “3/16 th pint” of libation. It says so right there on the bottom. The silver overlay on the bottle is applied by a complex chemical procedure.
Heck With Those Guys In high school I don’t remember anyone giving me instructions on how to write. They probably did and I just wasn’t paying attention. So in later life, when I became interested in words and how they were used, I naturally gravitated to a trial and error style of writing that suited me best.
The Graciella Experience Pony Ault was the only important client our gallery had in Santa Fe, and she seemed to know everyone. It was not unusual for her to bring celebrities in to meet me, and I loved that.