Cheap art and native plants

The little bit of Martha Stewart in me rose this morning like warm dough and burst into a couple of half-baked theories for practical living in New Mexico — namely cheap art and waterless landscaping.

Actually, I was up earlier than usual to deal with a community well problem and the sunrise illuminated my habitat. I’m not waving a finger at anyone. I have friends with green thumbs who are conscientious about water. I have artist friends who skillfully wield paint brushes and even more who are photographers. I’m not arguing against people buying art they like, especially local art. I am only noting options in home decoration and alternatives to outdoor irrigation.

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The photo above reflects my interest in this Georgia O’Keeffe “Door” painting, hanging next to my fireplace. And since I am not in the O’Keeffe acquisition class, it is a framed postcard. It is enough to remind me of the concept — and O’Keeffe’s genius — every day.

I do not, however, share O’Keeffe’s affection for home decorating with animal bones and I have fun collecting pieces of piñon, juniper and cholla that resemble antelope horns. Thus, my fireplace adornment is part of a rotating and always affordable collection.

As for landscaping, I admit that I may be as inherently lazy as I am environmentally aware. But, I guess because of the fragility of pumping equipment and secretiveness of southwestern aquifers, it goes against my grain to apply potable water to plant life that thrives — in a desert sort of way — on our annual precipitation of 11 or so inches.

Here are some examples in this morning’s early light. Left to right: Russian sage; cliffrose; Apache plume; and autumn, or cherry, sage.

 

 

I water none of these, and maybe you think it shows. But they bloom plenty for me; you just have to wait for the season. I also find that the red flowers on the cherry sage attract plenty of hummingbirds. During dry spells, I throw my dishwater on them to keep them blooming.

Next is an example of full-blown lazy, except for the two pots, which I am trying to remember to water for an absent neighbor.

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Here you will see desert olive, Russian sage, big sage, Apache plume, wild penstemon, Spanish broom and this year’s second crop of blackfoot daisies. I guess you have to like the shaggy look, but no irrigation, folks.

A couple of other notes: I confine my aspen at this 6,500-foot elevation to Gustave Baumann prints,

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and for the ultimate in waterless and effortless landscaping, I have a Jerry West proof and a tree mural inside, neither of them costing me much green.

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At the end of the day, I throw my leftover drinking water or coffee on the pink-blooming Christmas cactus that never dies. This always reminds me of Bruce King telling me about cowboys on the move with no milk, dousing their morning corn flakes with coffee.

I wonder: Was there a little minimalism and a bit of Martha Stewart in our late governor, too?

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