Tuesday, July 24, 2012
Monday, July 23, 2012
The Taos Pueblo and Huxley's Brave New World ... a memory visited
On this, my first trip to Santa Fe, the Taos Pueblo was my main goal. I had the chance to visit the Bandelier National Monument earlier on the trip so had the opportunity to see the ancient cliff dwelling Pueblo site there. It was a good introduction to the Taos Pueblo.
Perhaps one of my first introductions to the Pueblo people came from Aldous Huxley's Brave New World. In Huxley's novel, the visitors from the Fordian future go to the "Malpais" Pueblo. I'm not sure which Pueblo Huxley modeled his fictional spot on, but in my mind, it was always Taos.
Quotes from Brave New World
The journey was quite uneventful. The Blue Pacific Rocket was two and a half minutes early at New Orleans, lost four minutes in a tornado over Texas, but flew into a favourable air current at Longitude 95 West, and was able to land at Santa Fé less than forty seconds behind schedule time.
They slept that night at Santa Fé. The hotel was excellent—incomparably better, for example, than that horrible Aurora Bora Palace in which Lenina had suffered so much the previous summer.
A bird’s-eye view of ten or a dozen of the principal pueblos, then a landing for lunch in the valley of Malpais. The rest-house was comfortable there, and up at the pueblo the savages would probably be celebrating their summer festival. It would be the best place to spend the night.
Uphill and down, across the deserts of salt or sand, through forests, into the violet depth of canyons, over crag and peak and table-topped mesa, the fence marched on and on, irresistibly the straight line, the geometrical symbol of triumphant human purpose.
The mesa was like a ship becalmed in a strait of lion-coloured dust. The channel wound between precipitous banks, and slanting from one wall to the other across the valley ran a streak of green—the river and its fields. On the prow of that stone ship in the centre of the strait, and seemingly a part of it, a shaped and geometrical outcrop of the naked rock, stood the pueblo of Malpais. Block above block, each story smaller than the one below, the tall houses rose like stepped and amputated pyramids into the blue sky. At their feet lay a straggle of low buildings, a criss-cross of walls; and on three sides the precipices fell sheer into the plain.
Presentation on the #DPLA at the NAGARA/CoSA Joint Meeting
The Digital Public Library of America: An Overview and Working with the National Collections. Martin R. Kalfatovic. NAGARA/CoSA Joint Conference. Santa Fe, New Mexico. 21 June 2012.
Sunday, July 22, 2012
In the Sangre de Cristo / The Blood of Christ Mountains
Free to wander wherever they choose
Are travelling together
In the Sangre de Cristo
The Blood of Christ Mountains
Of New Mexico
On the last leg of the journey
They started a long time ago
The arc of a love affair
Rainbows in the high desert air
Mountain passes slipping into stones
Hearts and bones
- Paul Simon, "Hearts and Bones"
Saturday, July 21, 2012
Friday, July 20, 2012
From Lunar Base Clavius to Tranquility Base
The movie was filled with icons of the space age: the Orion III Space Plane (which in 1968 was operated by Pan Am, but which today would probably be Virgin Galactic), TMA-1 (the Black Obelisk), the Discovery, and of course, HAL.
I recently had the chance to see some of the original artwork (by Robert T. McCall) from 2001: A Space Odyssey at the Smithsonian's Air and Space Museum (in a behind the scenes conference room). The iconic images of the Orion III and the space station were amazing to see again after all these years. Most interesting was the painting of Lunar Base Clavius, where the astronauts are holding what could be an iPad!
For those interested in the iconography of the space age, I can't let this opportunity to give a nod to one of the best books on the topic, Another Science Fiction: Advertising the Space Race, 1957-1962 by Megan Prelinger (2010).
For more look backs at the Apollo program, see here (and some related posts on the HAL 9000 computer).
Thursday, July 19, 2012
BHL Button visits Bandelier National Monument
Here's a slide show of the BHL Button's full adventures in Bandelier:
Wednesday, July 18, 2012
Felt a bit like Stieglitz while in Santa Fe, "Hands"
Livin' la vida loca, Santa Fe style
Tuesday, July 17, 2012
Monday, July 16, 2012
Saturday, July 14, 2012
Banga, "let me die on the back of adventure"
I was especially excited about the latter since it's been eight years since she's released an album of original music. And it was worth the wait!
The single most impressive song on the album is "Constantine's Dream." Smith's as ever rich imagery float over the band's* apocalyptic grunge, a slow building cacophony like Physical Graffiti being channeled by Crazy Horse.
Smith's lyrics tell a complex story of Piero Della Francesca, St. Francis, the Emperor Constantine, and Columbus that all weave together and crash into a finale that reminded me a bit of Allen Ginsberg's readings of Howl.
Here's hoping Patti won't be "Wave"ing goodbye anytime soon.
* with the great Lenny Kaye on guitar and Tom Shanahan playing some amazing bass! And oh, yes, Tom Verlaine
Friday, July 13, 2012
Thursday, July 12, 2012
Wednesday, July 11, 2012
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