In New Mexico, Maria, left, is firing pottery in the open, courtesy
of the Klauber family.
Miss Klauber with Maria Martinezs extended family, 1917, courtesy
of the Klauber family.
. . On August 23, Miss Klauber prepared to leave via Espanola,
Santa Clara, and Ildefanso where she spent the night sleeping on a
hillside near the home of Julian and Maria Martinezs home. From
here she was off to Taos Junction, then to Taos arriving at sundown.
By horse and wagon Alice went to the Pueblo where she pencil sketched
under a great cottonwood tree. She found residents quite different
from the Tewas. On the 26th she returned to Agua Caliente and Taos
Junction and waited for the train to Pajanto Platform where other
friends boarded. At the hotel in Taos she attended her mail. On Sunday
morning, Miss Klauber went to the museum where she found things seemed
more comprehensible to her than ten days previously.
Santa Fe painter Sheldon Parsons, 1899-1943, and Henri were at Henris
studio when she arrived. Later she called Natalie who wasnt
in and she ate alone. After dinner she returned to Henris studio
for about an hour before retiring. The next day she relaxed and experimented
Klauber, Santa Fe, watercolor, SDMA collection.
. . . In the evening she dined again
with Robert and Marjorie and visited his studio. Sheldon Parsons was
a guest, also, that evening, and conservation went on late into the
. . The
following day Miss Klauber continued with watercolors made of views
of Taos and its milieu. Late in the day she discovered that Natalie
was quite ill. Alice and several unknown women found a room for her
at St. Vincents sanatorium and assisted her in moving. She returned
to Henris studio later where he was tinkering
with the gypsy womans head. Alice admired the very
remarkable forceful canvas. On September 1, after caring
for Natalie and visiting Henris studio, she and the artist attended
a film featuring popular idol Fattie Arbuckle.
Klauber, Taos, watercolor, SDMA collection.
. . . The next day Alice finalized arrangements
to move Natalie to St. Vincents. At the museum she viewed sketches
by Beauregard, then she returned to attend Natalie. She met Paul Burlin,
Natalies husband who was to establish a reputation as a contemporary
modern American artist. She spent some time with him at dinner. She
met Burlin at Henris studio again the next day and shared dinner
once more. Natalie was apparently en route to recovery for Alice went
the next day to help her dress for breakfast. She later went to the
museum where Vierra and Burlin were hanging an exhibition of the Taos
painters. That evening Burlin and she dined once more, and packed
. . . On September 6, Miss Klauber attended
the San Ildefanso dances. At that time Juan gave her a beautiful Native
ring. The next day she explored ruins and then helped Paul move Natalie
to her cottage. After bidding them goodbye, Henri helped take her
things to the museum where she reported seeing a fine big
portrait of one of the San Ildefanso dancers. That evening
she dined with the Henris, Hewetts and other close friends.
. . . On September 9th, Miss Klauber
was at the Grand Canyon and was walking when the train arrived. En
route the train would stop at various views and Hopi houses she would
walk to observe. Her written description of one of natures grandest
spectacles reflects the awesome and profound inspiration for many
sensitive visitors. Her first glance was, something between
fear and shyness, comparable to the psychology of succumbing to the
like coming to the end of the world. Opposite is a stage
curtain, painted by God in the modern style - full of color (with)
broken rock for pigment and the Colorado River for the solvent.
. . Between the curtains, many miles away, framed
in at the sides with orange colored cliffs, between that and yourself,
there are islands, islands of great height and many forms. They rise
from great hidden depths of the canyon and give samples of the prism
- red orange, yellow, blue and violet
The slopes support struggling
greens where the Indian gardens cling and where the starved pinion
trees climb in one or two places. In the main, they are pyramidal
in form some ending in a mesa. The size of the canyon seems such that
one can not believe when one first hears that it measures thirteen
miles across in cubic miles of air before you.
. . She was homeward bound on September tenth.