Observations (in the raw)
I am in Denver. I'm back here to follow up on dental issues (a crown) and various other things that still tie us to this area. I am struck this trip with the contrast between this place and the desert. Here is such a gentler way of living. The weather is more moderate. There is grass. There are sidewalks. Floors that are forgiving to the bones. There are so many less insects. (Definitely, there are no biting flies.) Why go to the desert? Why did Jesus and other mystics seek it out? Do we need the harshness to understand our true nature? Is it to learn to appreciate what we had? These questions haunt me this trip.
Pat Greenwell is an artist. A painter and sometimes poet, he has been searching the New Mexico desert for several years now, looking for lost possibilities and probable intentions.
"...mostly stream-of-consciousness stuff, you know...