Returned from Santa Fe
Santa Fe is a rich people's town (I entered one store off the Plaza and asked the price of a particularly beautiful belt on display with several others. "Oh, the ones on that rack begin at $600," the saleswoman said). It's a lot like the Hamptons on Long Island, but with adobe archictecture and no beach. Santa Fe'ans are genuinely friendly, though, and try to be helpful. During the time I spent walking the town's streets, I neve witnessed any rudeness.
All around the Plaza, there are plenty of good art and photography galleries. Edward Curtis and Georgia O'Keefe are exhibited side by side. I saw a really good exhibit of Eddie Adams' photos while browsing a few last galleries before leaving on the shuttle van back to Albuquerque. There was the famous shot of the South Vietnamese general shooting a suspected spy in the head at point blank range.
There are also a lot of old hippies, some of them homeless, hanging around the Plaza. One wore a fake wolf' headress over his head Another carved spiral shaped canes he claimed he was allowed to sell but never display.
There really wasn't anything I was going to find to photograph on a first visit to Santa Fe that hadn't been seen a thousand times before. I shot Tri-X , for once without a yellow contrast filter, on a Nikon N90. I was just shooting a record of what interested me most. Once I've printed the negatives, then toned and scanned the prints themselves, I'll update this post
