Study (after Watteau). I stayed in Andrew Dasburg's room. I love his paintings. The room was perfect for my artist's escape; thick adobe walls, vigas, wood floors, Mexican tile and a view of Taos mountain. It snowed hard as evening set in, I started a fire in the kiva fireplace as the white landscape turned deep blue. There was no TV or internet in the rooms now, as there wouldn't have been in Mabel's time. Once my nervous system surrendered to finding no screens, I felt my vision grow wide.
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