Some last shots & thoughts to end the Italy chapter.
These are Teresa's match-box paintings. Tiny landscapes of the mountains
& skies of back home New Mexico.
At cooperativo Owen I met a guy playing jazz standards on a soprano saxophone.
The notes were scrolling by on this crazy-computer screen.
There was a bass & drum & chords bopping, too--the kind of sound
an organ from the 70's would make.
These are the 'beds for musicians' passing through
at Tizio's house. 6 or 7 lined up from end to end.
He is a generous host with his little house.
Ciao.
(UPDATE: from the FUTURE :)--this KITTY VEST was lost at ABQ airport--IF you see it, please let us know. Sonya made it & would LOVE to see it again!) peaceD
(UPDATE: from the FUTURE :)--this KITTY VEST was lost at ABQ airport--IF you see it, please let us know. Sonya made it & would LOVE to see it again!) peaceD
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