Last month we headed to Texas to celebrate a wedding and got to fulfill my longstanding wish to visit Marfa. I've always considered Marfa to be a sort of sister city to Beacon. They both have the same museum thing going on, but stepping into Marfa, I had to laugh at the comparison. Yes, they have being the center for a very specific genre of art in common, and that shouldn't be underestimated, but the geography of Marfa overwhelms the place (or at least that's how it feels to a midwesterner). I'm not knocking it. I loved being there and I think I finally understand what it means to be 'site specific.' It meant a lot to see the work of artists that I am very familiar with from my time in Beacon in such a different environment.
I was lucky that dawn didn't happen until almost 8AM so I got to sleep in, but still catch the early light. Here are some photos from the trip (sorry for all the car pix - I should have called this post "cars of marfa":
