August 12, 2011
Got up this morning and got on the road before daylight, traipsing up Morning Star on foot to the top and back home. Fed chickens, turned on their mister and delivered Tom's paper down the hill. Got some energy to execute another bruja, so grabbed a patina painting out of my To Be Continued File and added a bushy-haired femme fatale I call "Bruja Number 9":
Number 9, number 9, number 9. . .She may look familiar. Here's "Bruja Number 5":
This is the witch who sewed the American flag on Mickey Free's serape. And here she is on a walk in the desert:
I have to admit, I knew several brujas growing up in Kingman but my memory grows dim on their specific powers over me. I will say this—I have spent my life trying to impress all of them, and two of them are dead, but I'm still trying to impress them.
"Memory is the only way home."
—Terry Tempest Williams
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