Fine Art Images from the American Southwest
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El Rito, NM “the Mansion”, with sloping veranda. I love this old adobe and particularly the veranda and climbing vine. Is the vine utilizing the veranda to climb or does the vine keep everything together from ultimately collapsing. The exposed adobe and woodwork is classic. Click here for another photo and be sure to read the comments. Thanks for looking. G
Fire on the mountain. The last rays of sunlight on the Sangre de Cristo mountains set them on fire this evening. The thirty mile drive took us a little longer than usual. I mean, we just had to stop and join the mountains saying good night to the sun. Thanks for looking. G
Christmas decorations year round in El Rito, New Mexico. They’re a little more faded now, but I thought they added a nice touch, surrounding the doorway to this boarded up building. The main room has an intact, pressed tin ceiling and a solitary bare light bulb hanging there. All in all, this old dance hall (according to a local) has some potential for the right developer. Another local we met, proposed that we open a grocery store in the village, to which we politely declined. Anyway, as always, thanks for looking. G
The Mansion, El Rito, New Mexico. This old home in El Rito, west of Taos on the road to Abiquiu, NM last week, beckoned across the meadow. The exposed adobe bricks in the wall warmed in the 60 degree sunshine. The vine cascading along the balcony caught my eye through the vine weaving it’s way along the boundary fence. What tales this place might tell. While were were stopped making images, a local pulled up, and with great enthusiasm, inquired as to what we knew about history of this place. I referred her to a local who shared with me some weeks ago that it was known as the “mansion” and that’s all I know to this point. Although now I’m intrigued enough and inspired toward further investigation. Thanks for looking. G
“The Mansion” in El Rito New Mexico. Well… that is what a longtime resident of El Rito told us it was commonly known as. We took him at his word. Thanks for looking. G
The road through the fog bow, El Rito, north, New Mexico. Early one morning on the drive to Denver I just had to pull over and watch the fog recede and the sun begin to breathe it’s breath on the landscape. What I call a fog bow developed and added an extra element to the scene. Thanks for checking in. G
