I walk around this city a lot with my little camera always in my pocket. I see my city of Santa Fe, differently. The artwork and graffiti I find on the street is more exciting than what I currently see inside most of the galleries and museums in town. It's spontaneous and temporary. I try to capture it before it disappears forever. Lately, I have been leaving the city to explore the natural world...
One stretched out Manolo Blahnik shoe on Acequia Madre, near the corner of Garcia.
Lying in the gutter early one morning possibly left by a Cinderella on her way home
from a night of drinking on the town.
It's like a tiny boat in the bone dry desert, waiting for a stream of water to wash it away.
Someone loves you so much, that they wrote it on this dumpster, but maybe it’s the dumpster that they love. Or maybe they wrote this on a dumpster, so that when you are feeling down in the dumps as you walk down this lonely Santa Fe side street, you will see this message and know that you are loved.
I spotted this gem yesterday at the intersection of Galisteo and the P.D.P. (Paseo De Peralta)
Love the looming shadow moving across his face. It makes him look all the more ominous looking.
(added 2/3/2014-Someone cleaned this vandalism up. Washed away the horns and goatee.
The googly eyes are still there though. I guess peeling them off would have damaged the sign even more. I am so glad I captured this image before it was cleaned up. This is classic! Vandalism at it's finest.)