DAY 10: MARFA
this is marfa. isn't it wonderful? from this photo, it rather looks like a movie set. wherever you go, you're surrounded by a strange, quiet beauty. we love it.

today we got up early, grabbed some breakfast at a lovely used book store/cafe and headed to the outskirts of town for the 10am tour of the chinati foundation. definitely one of the best places for viewing art that we've been to. donald judd's work somehow fits so perfectly in with the desert environs. as the story goes, judd packed up & moved to marfa after becoming disenchanted with the nyc art scene. he bought a lot of land & old abandoned army buildings & created this little bizarre art center. we had to return at 2pm after a break for lunch for part two. it was a day of art tourism, for sure.
100 judd mil aluminum boxes presented in an old artillery building:



shots within/without the buildings:




the ilya kabakov permanent installation of a soviet schoolroom:


the john chamberlin building (in town, not in the desert):

the dan flavin marfa project:






can you spot the neon in the window?
claes oldenburg & coosje van bruggen's "monument to the last horse":

the last horse's name was louie.
viewing the large-scale judd concrete boxes:




after a fulfilling day of traipsing about the wilderness to look at so-called minimalist art, we relaxed with a lovely dinner at maiya's, marfa's chicest restaurant. but johanna could still wear her hoodie! it was really windy & food flew everywhere & kamran had to catch his glass of wine before it tumbled to the sidewalk for artie's enjoyment.


oh and p.s. we just grabbed a drink at the hotel bar (prolly the hippest spot around) & johanna correctly identified a pre-celeb! the son from little miss sunshine -- go see it when it comes out, it's wonderful, we saw a sundance festival preview. movie-type people are apparently here to shoot some big budget paul thomas anderson flick. (editor's note: we hate magnolia & jo hates boogie nights.) kamran is mystified by her celeb spotting abilities, honed by countless hours wasted reading tabloids in airports & online at work (shhh).
taos, here we come! we just booked in-room massages which, incidentally, will occur at the same time (knock on wood) that our movers meet kamran's parents at our new house.


































