outside tuba city
outside tuba city
further outside tuba city
For about the past year I've been noticing a boarded up house as I approach Tuba City that I've wanted to paste. I salivate over this house. Since my bigger installations take a lot of time when working alone, I decided I'd try to find out who owns the house and get permission. Never seeing anyone at the house when I pass by, I was tempted several times over the summer to get there around 4 a.m. on a full moon night and just hit it. But I never did. Although the house is boarded up, there's a horse corral with 4 healthy horses. Somebody has to feed them.
Today I noticed that someone at the house. I pulled off the road and saw a truck at the horse corral. A woman was there with 3 young children. A girl of about 8 was on horseback practicing barrel racing while 2 younger children played in the back of the pickup. I introduced myself to the woman and gave her my history.
"Hi. My name is Chip. I work at Inscription House. I've lived and worked there for 23 years. Last summer I started doing an art project placing large photographs along the roadside. You've probably seen them."
At this point most people go "...O yeah. So you're the one." I told the woman I'd like to paste the boarded house. She said I'd have to "that man" as she pointed off into the distance. About 200 yards away a man was galloping on a horse coming towards us. As he was approaching I asked the woman if that was her husband. She said yes. I asked what she thought he'd say about the proposal. "He'll probably like it," she said. I told her that if he didn't I was counting on her to soften him up. She laughed. I asked her what her husband's name is. "J R" she said. "Nice," I thought. An auspicious beginning.
I gave him the same spiel. When I said I work at Inscription House, he lightened up. He said "O yeah, you used to be my dad's doctor. I was telling my wife and kids about you recently. Back around 1994 you used to go to Chee Secody's place to photograph guys practicing bull riders." He asked if I still have those photographs because he wanted to show them to his wife and kids.
watching the bull riders practice at chee secody's - 1994
I drove home with a fat smile on my face - happy that I was reacquainted with someone from 15 years ago and thankful to have an opportunity for a sanctioned hit on prime real estate outside Tuba City.