I know it seems like hubris to continue to think you all will be interested in joining us for our various dinner dates, but I have to say, I continue to hope so. Because I love sharing them with you. And I believe they are an example of some of the best this life has to offer. I mean think about it: here we are, artists living a pretty isolated life up in the mountains of northern New Mexico, but within a community of other artists. These special nights, when one or the other of us decides to cook and throw a party, are always wonderful.
We gather and talk about art—from the perspective of living this artist’s life and making a go of it. We all know how difficult and beautiful that is. We come together and shore each other up when it’s hard and bask in the triumphs of each other’s successes. We share stories. We share dreams. And when these nights are over we always come away inspired in one way or another. I think it’s exactly how it’s supposed to work and I’m so very grateful to get to be a part of it.
On this night, Anna, who is a very good cook, made her first leg of lamb and I have to say it was divine—real winter comfort food. And conversation dipped into the realm of evolution; about the possibility that squirrels evolved to be cute so that humans would feed them acorns, thus ensuring the survival of nuts as a food source for us all. What can I say? We’re artists.
The evening was filled with laughter, but it also included the soulful, the deep, the rich. And it is because of this that I have to share these times with you all. They’re just too good not to.
Love to you all,