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I made two life sized bull elk this spring. Ruth said I should make one people could carry away. It turned out not being an elk or the gazelles I made last fall, but something in between.

1. The Magic Machine on last day of work for TV production 2. Tommy was the construction coordinator supreme and turned out to be a good buddy. 3. Jeff was Tommy's right-hand man. 4. Magic Machine at studio, with some retrieved material from the set. 5. Most of the set props were headed for the dump. 6. More saved material which will become new art. 7. The Studio Gate. 8. Horse above gate. 9. Gate bull elk guardians. 10. Prop from the set, saved from dump. 11. Studio exhibition area. 12. Exhibition area. 13. Painting space. 14. Painting space. 15. Sculpture in transition. 16. Assemblage in in transition. 17. Sculpture in transition. 18. Sculptures in transition. 19. Sculpture in transition. 20. The Mineshaft Tavern. 21. Belly Dance Night Painting installed at Mineshaft. 22. Good friend Dwight Miller at Mineshaft. 23. Shannon Miller at Mineshaft. 24. Belly dancer painting at Mineshaft. 25. Belly dancer painting at Mineshaft.

This week is about getting my studio back to a functioning state after being involved painting props for the TV production the last 6 weeks.

I finally got old belly Dancer paintings installed where they should be at The Mineshaft Tavern. I can't think of a more appropriate place for them, so it will be interesting to see what reaction/controversy they no doubt will stimulate.

I went t the TV film set today collecting some of the material that would have been put in the dumpster if there were no choosers.

There was an odd moment after talking to the few remaining crew members. I looked around and understood every body was gone, the star trailers first to go, then production trailers, then construction tent, mess tents and now only pieces to sort.

Ray came up to me. He was the other construction coordinator. Tommy Train already back in L.A. "Yeah," Ray said, "it's that bitter sweet moment--we spend the whole time hating it, then it's over and we want more."

There is always a "wrap" party, where it is the last night for final goodbyes.

As we left the occasion a cop was chasing a speeding car which nearly crashed into us as it roared by. Some of the cast at the party were looking on and I heard them say,

It is going to take a few days for me to unravel what has been happening around our life for the last month so in the meantime here are a few snaps of the first 10 days of May.

The last day of April we drove to Las Cruces for a meeting about possible art work commission. Then we drove on to White Sands where we posed in the moonlight.

We stayed in Motel 6 Alamogordo and the next day passed through the oil and water town of Artesia, New Mexico, on our way to Carlsbad Caverns.

In Roswell we encountered several. Check carefully the back of the motorbike.