Chances are you were glued to your computer those first days of June, desperate for more news of Philmont and the Ute Park Fire. If you were able to sleep at all, likely you went to bed each night with nausea in your belly, and your head pounding with anxiety....
musings from the studio and beyond ~
dawn chandler’s reflections on art and life. . . .
philmont art
painting my way back to philmont….
Over lunch, I had commented to my friend that I was shocked we hadn’t suffered any fires yet. The winter and spring had been worrisomely mild, and the winds had howled across April and May. And yet here it was one day from June and New Mexico had hardly...