Madrid (pronounced MA-drid), New Mexico, is another old mining town rescued and recycled by artists. Several people urged me to add Madrid to my bucket list.
The artists’ shops are the face the village presents to the carloads of family tourists, motorcycle groups, holiday shoppers from Albuquerque and Santa Fe. Fewer than 200 people live along the quarter-mile of route 14, the Turquoise Trail, where it traces its way north to Santa Fe. Here the shops, stores, and houses are clustered, as well a boarding house, which is grocery, and video rental. The covered porch of the boarding house is eight feet wide and fifty feet long and serves as the town square. Two large bulletin boards and five shelves of books, constituting the town’s honor-system lending library, further enhance the porch.
Below are some images of Madrid.
Below are two pix of a new artistic enterprise.
The next two postings will study some graveyard art of Madrid as well as a little of what I’ve learned from peeling a single layer from the public veneer—what one woolly Madroid said is the largest unfenced asylum he knows of.