CITY OF DUST

Last month the Alibi , Albuquerque's free weekly paper, did a story on the Werner-Gilchrist house, the oldest structure east of Yale Bou...

The Albuquerque Railyard, which I did a LONG POST on in early 2010, is one of my favorite places in the country to visit and photograph. ...

I hear people singing. I think it’s coming from the church near his place. I went to see him today, to tell him something. Say it face-...

Let’s go back to the recently-deceased Aztec Motel for part two in a two-part series on the place. In my LAST POST , I laid out the physi...

The Aztec Motel, which was until recently located along old Route 66, just east of Nob Hill, deserves two posts. This first will be a syno...

My favorite place to visit and photograph in all of Albuquerque is the old railyard complex just south of downtown. I did a VERY LONG POS...

Two venerable old motels in Albuquerque bit the dust this summer. Both were along Route 66 and had long histories serving weary travelers...

I've got a new post just about ready to go, but right now I'm off to South Dakota for the Labor Day weekend. I hope to get some g...

My stated intention awhile back was to produce new posts on a more regular basis but, as seems to always be the case, other things have go...

Last year I wrote a POST on Willis Earl Beal, the most talented singer/songwriter I’ve ever had the pleasure of playing music with. Will...

My thoughts are getting slow and strange. I can feel my heart pounding in my ears. It’s the heat. You can't fight it. I’ve put my ...

It's dark as a dungeon and damp as the dew; Where the dangers are double and the pleasures are few; Where the rain never falls and t...

I’ve been trying to get back to the St. James Hotel in Cimarron, New Mexico for over five years now. In the fall of 2005 I was driving fro...

Just north of Albuquerque, a short distance west of I-25 and right off Historic Route 66, sits the old Santo Domingo Indian Trading Post, ...