The long story of my painting of Taos pueblo New Mexico. I was still in High School when I drove up with my friend Marcia Beauregard Fernandez to Santa Fe where she was playing a gig in a local cafe. We decided to go up to Taos to see the pueblo. You have to pay to take pictures or sketch, of course, unless they are having a religious ceremony, and then neither are allowed. I spent the afternoon sketching this wonderful view, it must have been spring, snow on sacred mountains. I put the drawing away, and then years later I visited Taos again, and took some photos, put them away. When I took up painting again, about 10 years ago, I took out the photographs, used Quicktime stitcher to put the photos together and painted this. I always felt Taos pueblo is one of the spiritual centers of the earth (I am a scientist so this is emotion based reasoning) and the setting is magnificent. Pueblo indians live there without electricity or plumbing as they have for thousands of years. Hope you like it.
