Santa Fe Studio Tour

Opening Reception  Preview Party
Friday, June 29, 5:30-7:30
In The Candyman Center
851 St. Michaels Dr.

Oh, Possibility!  Live as a salmon run raging in peak season, color splashes and overspills into your space and absolutely jumps into your heart!  (True story, I tell you. The river is t h a t long, that wild glorious!) Just Imagine!  26 Fire-painted feet of origami sculpted copper winding its way along your wall, amplifying its dance with every fold of shadow and light!  It might even bridge two planes like atmosphere shimmers along the horizon to marry rare air with enchanted earth.  Why, this living, breathing Copper River can even work like time, carving and curving rivers through rock!  Just ask. It responds. 

For this particular Santa Fe Studio Tour 2012, see copper come to life at Studio #1 at 1104 Bishops Lodge Road, Santa Fe, NM 87501. See Google Map of the Studio Tour.

Or visit Banet@110 any other time you would like to schedule a visit, a workshop, or a consultation.

Copper comes to life at Becki Banet's studio @110!

Walks in the American West: The Journey Stick Experience

Walks in the American West offered through the Georgia O'Keeffe MuseumOffered through The Georgie O'Keeffe Museum:

From 1925 to 1955, artist Dorothy Stewart lived, hiked, and created in Santa Fe. Retrace her inspiration space amid the juniper-pinion landscape to gather materials along the Dorothy Stewart trail. After lunch, return to the museum's Annex to create a Journey Stick -- a sculpture that embodies your experience and self-discoveries. Lunch provided.

Reservations required. $55; $50 for Georgia O'Keeffe Museum members.

Sign up at 505-946-1039 or online at

Gift yourself to the Santa Fe Studio Tour!

Sculpture by Becki BanetLooking for things to do in Santa Fe? Save the dates!

The Summer Day -Mary Oliver

Who made the world?

Who made the swan, and the black bear?

Who made the grasshopper?

This grasshopper, I mean
the one who has flung herself out of the grass,

the one who is eating sugar out of my hand,

who is moving her jaws back and forth instead of up and down
who is gazing around with her enormous and complicated eyes.

Now she lifts her pale forearms and thoroughly washes her face.

Now she snaps her wings open, and floats away.

I don't know exactly what a prayer is.

I do know how to pay attention, how to fall down

into the grass, how to kneel down in the grass,

how to be idle and blessed, how to stroll through the fields,

which is what I have been doing all day.

Tell me, what else should I have done?

Doesn't everything die at last, and too soon?

Tell me, what is it you plan to do

with your one wild and precious life?