Shadow Image

One of the more fun aspects, visually, to me, of Santa Fe, is art. It’s everywhere. There are times when I can’t fathom the meaning. The dappled light of the aspen leaves, shimmering across the sidewalk, about three blocks east of the Plaza, it was the closest parking spot, and looking down, there was an icon, or icon-like, or maybe a pair of symbols. I have no clue. The shadows just accentuated the accidental nature of the image.


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