Mudding an Old Adobe

There was a mud plastering workshop at the Historic Martinez House in Corrales today. I would have liked to participate in the workshop, but I had too many things to do with helping Laurie plant bulbs, pulling weeds, making a new batch of carne adovada stew, and practicing guitar. But I was able to drop by the workshop this afternoon to get some photos and even help a little.

Since our demolition project this summer where we had two houses torn down that were old adobes with frame and block additions, we have become much more aware of the issues involving the problems with maintaining old adobe houses. Before we had the houses on our property torn down, Susan (friend and fellow photographer) photographed the houses, made the casita look really cute in her photos, pasted a couple of them on Facebook, and mentioned the casita was going to be torn down. Many people commented that it should be saved, because it looked so cute in the photo, but they didn’t understand that the casita was an old goat shed my grandfather had turned into a little house over 50 years ago. The house had no foundation and we had one wall propped up with a concrete buttress and the other walls were propped up by the roots of an old cottonwood tree. We had explored various options to renovate the casita, but it was just not economically viable to save it.  It takes a lot of work to maintain old adobe houses, and when they are not maintained, they end like the old adobes in the last two photos in the series.

The old Martinez house is historic, and maintaining the mud plaster at a reasonable cost takes volunteers who are willing to donate a day or two of hard labor. The first eight photos in the series illustrate part of the process. The first photo shows the north wall ready for new mud plaster. The cracked mud around the window and door is new mud put on last week to replace loose plaster and even out the walls in preparation for new mud. The second photo shows Mary Davis, the organizer of the Mud Plaster Workshop, sifting dirt to separate out rocks, sticks and dirt clods. The third photo shows a pile of sand, a pile of sifted caliche and a pile of sifted fine “wind blown” red clay used to make the mud plaster. The mixture they were using for the mud was 4 shovels of the fine red clay, 4 shovels of caliche, 4 shovels of sand and straw. The fourth photos shows a young volunteer breaking up the straw that is added to the mud mixture to help as a binding agent. The fifth photo shows Mary shoveling dirt into the cement mixer to make mud.  Since the plaster on the south wall was drying out too quickly and cracking, a volunteer told Mary to increase the sand by two shovels full. In the old days the mud would be mixed on the ground in a burned up area.

The sixth photo is a panorama of the newly plastered south wall and the east wall, which was the next to be plastered. The seventh photo shows Mary spraying the new plaster to help keep it from cracking more. While it was cool today, the sun was intense on the south wall, and a cool, dry wind was present most of the day. The eighth and final photo in the mud plastering series shows a volunteer inspecting loose mud around the windows on the east wall before starting to plaster it.

Historic Martinez House new mud plaster on south wall

Kitty Sandwich

The kitties really know how to take advantage of Fall Break, laying around on the chaise lounge all sandwiched together — or more like Diné sandwiched between Rosencrantz and Guildenstern.  The zipper spider is hanging in, but I don’t know if the cold slowed her down on her overnight web repairs, or that the wind already ripped holes in it before I got out to check on her this morning.  Stretch was laying on the fleece blanket on the edge of the couch when I went out to check on the zipper spider, giving me a pitiful “please don’t waterboard me” look. We waterboaded him, as usual, and while it’s five to seven minutes of torture for him, he feels so much better the rest of the day. Laurie reads the adventures of Tin Tin out loud to us in French to help us all endure giving Stretch his daily infusions of fluid. I finally ordered the complete set of Tin Tin books, so we won’t run out of adventures to read for quite a while.

Girls Dancing

I got a new Canon 70-200 mm ƒ/4 lens today, and had to try it out in different conditions to see how it performs. So far the results are pretty impressive.  While Laurie as at choir practice, I walked over the UNM to try out some night shots. I heard loud music playing and followed it out to Johnson field where a DJ was playing pop music and students were dancing. The young woman in the blue/green top was a superb dancer and really put herself into it. The umbrellas were at UNM tonight as well. During lunch I walked around downtown and got the rest of the photos in today’s post. The last photo of the “Anasazi” building that was never finished on the corner of 6th and Central is a collage made up of nine photos stitched together. Here is an interesting article by a couple guys who broke into the Anasazi building http://alibi.com/feature/42225/Crimes-of-the-Anasazi.html. So for the first photos with the new lens I have streets scenes in shadow and contrasty light, and a collage shot at ISO 100, then night shots and action photos on a lighted field shot at ISO 3200.  I would say the new lens is very flexible.

A Rose, Rose & Stretch

I had the first three photos of the rose, Rosencrantz and Stretch prepared for the blog, but I couldn’t remember the name of the rose. I went out to look at the label in the twilight, and there were two gas balloons floating by — lit up by the glow from the sun that had set some minutes before. I got the name of the rose, Cabana, then sat down on the bench in the middle of the circle garden and watched the balloons disappear behind the trees. Then I sat on the bench for several minutes and reflected on the sunset in the gazing ball.

Pass the Hat

October is the birthday month for our family. We celebrated Laurie’s and her mom’s birthdays tonight, out on the the deck. Even though I had the outdoor heater running, it still got cold enough to pull out the jackets, fleece blankets and the hats. The nights have been cool enough for the vines to turn red and the cottonwoods to turn yellow. The long photo is of a volunteer cottonwood that came in with the ditch water, which is only about 8 years old. The fifth photo gives you one of our views of the layers of cottonwoods that we see from the house. A bee flew into the Zipper Spider’s web and the spider pounced on it and wrapped it in silk in seconds. The last two photos show the Zipper with her bee right after she wrapped in up and her in action fixing her web after the capturing the bee. She let it dangle on a strand of silk while she worked on her web, and then ate it for breakfast.

Beauties and Beasts

We went to the 24th Old Church Fine Arts Show at the Old San Ysidro Church in Corrales this afternoon. The show runs through October 14th, but our good friend and fellow photographer, Susan,  has a wonderful photo of a lily in the show, so we went to the opening. While looking at the paintings and photos, we got on the subject of manipulating photographs. There are many purists who think you should use photos how ever they come out of the camera. I’m of the opinion that if it calls for manipulation, manipulate the heck out of it!  The post processing is where a lot of the art comes into photography, especially digital photography, with all the great software that’s available. One can argue that it has more to do with a person skill at using the software — but I say that’s part of the art. After spending years in the darkroom, manipulating images with chemicals and dies, dodging, burning and using exotic films and papers to get various effects, I view the digital darkroom as much safer, more environmentally friendly avenue for manipulating images, and a whole lot more fun. So to celebrate the art of manipulating photos, I manipulated some of the photos I took of some of the beauties and beasts I encountered downtown on my way to and from the Man’s Hat Shop at lunchtime today.

All Eyes Are On You

A little jumping spider was sitting on a blanket between me and Guildenstern on the couch. It didn’t seem to mind me shining my flashlight in its eyes to get enough light to get really close shots with my macro lens. It was also nice enough to hold very still for me. The depth of field is almost nil, but I got a clear shot of its eyes and pedipalps.  Jumping spiders look very black to the naked eye, but as you can see they are quite colorful up lose and personal. It also has eyelashes, which you might not expect to see on a spider.