Opposite my favorite Northern New Mexican restaurant (La Risa, in Ribera, and really one doesn't need to eat for several weeks after lunch there), is El Valle Women's Collaborative - very much a community venture, that runs a farmers' market, and a craft center, and has a gallery inside - supposedly, though I don't think it's ever been open when I've been there - and frankly, I'm just happy that there's still somewhere in the US that calls itself by such a name.
Yesterday when I was reading about Russell Lee, I was struck by his method in photo critique - apparently he would have students show their work (as projected transparencies) and then - with some large cardboard rectangles in his hand - ask them why they'd taken the picture - and then he'd show them, wielding the cardboard, how much better their image would be if they'd cropped it to emphasize that detail. I don't know, here. I both wanted the sense of this building, in place, against a stormy sky - and I just wanted the lettering, the art work, the pink plastic chair ...
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