Rarely is Santa Fe lush, but it was this morning with so many falling yellow leaves and the clouds clotted against the Jemez Mountains after the rain. I talked with Roberta Price recently, whose new photo book “The Great Divide” is about her years living close to nature at southern Colorado’s Libre. That reminded me of Iris Keltz’s fabulous interview book, “Scrapbook of a Taos Hippie,” about the Taos communes like New Buffalo and Morningstar.
Then I was at my friend Amy Sealove Lynn’s studio during the Galisteo Studio Tour (http://galisteostudiotour.org/), and Amy’s friend Drea reminisced about moving to Santa Fe in the seventies and applying for a job at what used to be Harry’s Roadhouse. “They asked me if I’d ever cooked for large numbers of people and I said, `Yeah, at a commune.’ That was my job interview. I was hired. That was Santa Fe in the seventies,” Drea laughed. Drea also handmade bohemian leather and suede clothes around then for a legendary store in New York called The Stitching Horse, where all the cool rock musicians shopped. She thinks Keith Richards bought one of her jackets. Nowadays, Drea is a fabulous facialist at La Posada (http://laposada.rockresorts.com/).
The view from Galisteo
On the Galisteo Tour, Amy’s studio attracted shoppers from as far away as New Hampshire, Minnesota, and Trinidad. Everyone remarked on Galisteo’s expansive views. Galisteo’s population is just 265, and it’s home to more than one former hippie artist-jeweler. With its strong community vibe and rural lifestyle, it’s easy to understand why. The sixties and seventies were such awesome decades.
Above: My mustang Ryo in Tesuque, NM. Our barn owner in Malibu described him as Ghandi-esque because Ryo didn't fight for the best feed bin like the other horses. When Ryo died in Tesuque, I turned on my car radio to hear John Lennon singing "Imagine"... that was Ryo "living life in peace."
PHOTOS BY WOLF SCHNEIDER