Just Listen: Chimayo´ Flute

The flute. In the car, on the table, in the studio. The drop of a hat. It begins. Of course I spring it on him within seconds of entering the house. “I haven’t practiced.” No matter. Everyone caves to the … Read More

Just Listen: Pojoaque, New Mexico

An adobe wall. Something so simple yet so profound in an era of instant, stucco nonsense we call progress. Weathered, worn and alive. Truly alive. Inside above the table are the bells. You can FEEL these bells. They are equally … Read More