Tubac Center for the Arts hosted a reception for the “I Hear Music” exhibition. Artists portrayed their love of music with paintings, interactive sculptures and textiles. One 3-D artist created a multi-armed rainstick wall sculpture, while another created a playable ensemblage of feathers, soundbox and strings. Each artwork had a Q-Code that could be scanned to hear its companion musical offering. My accordion player, looking very self-satisfied with his award, is playing a cheesy version of Cielito Lindo. You can click his smug mug and hear a 15 second sound clip.
The next morning I headed to Tucumcacori Mission to paint the crumbling brick walls and aging adobe masonry. The chapel dome is still blindingly white, and provided a perch for a mourning dove who sang hymns, accompanied by a hawk’s soprano counterpoint. Ants ruled in the cemeterio and chased away tourists and gawkers, but left me alone.
Monarchs crowded butterfly bushes planted especially for their annual migration.
Of course, you have to stop at Santa Cruz’ Chile Shop that was redolent with the spicy odors of freshly ground chile and cinnamon.
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