My name is Tiziana Rinaldi Castro, I live in Brooklyn NY, and I'm a novelist.
Me, on the left, and my Posse: The Iron Ladies
In the mid-nineties, during one of my travels, I discovered a slice of heaven in the mountains of Southern Colorado, right outside Aguilar, at the feet of the Wahatoya,
Two dormant volcanos in the Sangre de Cristo Range, and it was love at first sight.
I also had a vision, since I'm an artist myself, to create a temple for other artists like me, where anyone can retreat from civilization, for any lenght of time and create.
An Artists' Retreat, where visual artists, writers, sculptors, and musicians can come to work on their projects at hand, spend time with themselves and people alike, and where, at different times of the year, masters of their arts will come to offer workshops, seminars, and internships.
Overlooking a beautiful coniferous forest, peaceful and yet majestic, sprawling over 80 acres of land and woods, these large abodes, for a total of 8000 square foot between the house and the barn, are a dream come true for the creative mind.
I decided to call this magic place Santa Maria's Ark Artist.
To reach our goal we need your support, and yes, I'm talking "Mula" "Green" "Downtown", as we are approacing the winter season and we have to make some major up-grades on the property, specifically on the roof of the main part of the house.
Our roof is in dire conditions and it needs to be repaired asap, to prevent its total collapse, with the inevitable loss of the old main structure, which could happen with
the next big snow storm.
Work in progress: Scaffolds going up.
The property is located 25 minutes away from Aguilar, a small twon where you will have a chance to do food shopping, mail packages, go to a bar. 15 miles away is Trinidad, a large town with every comfort. You are one hour away from Pueblo and two from Colorado Springs on the north. We are close to the San Luis Valley and the White Sand Dunes. Fifty miles south is Raton, New Mexico. Three hours away, going south, you will find the splendid town of Taos, surrounded by the majestic forest of Angel Fire.
Consider this: writing, painting, composing, playing, thinking, in a word creating, comes as natural as breathing in these surroundings. On any of the many paths around the barn and the house, shadowed by spruce, aspen, birch and pinon trees, there’s the red tail hawk, there’s the eagle, the turkey, and the humming bird: there’s the deer, the coyote, and the mountain goat; there’s the shy mountain lion and the occasional bear.
And there’s the sun and the snow, the thunder and the rain, and that absolute silence that calls you back to yourself.
And at night under the starry sky of the west you’ll be present to a miracle. Seldom you will have known such awe. Seldom you shall know it again.
The crew, getting ready for workAlchesay, my daughter, going to work
Lena, our dear friend, going to work
Our work team, me, Alchesay, and Lena, having lunch
- gabriella bellorio
- Livio Quagliata
- Mario Lazzaroni
- teresa pullano
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