When I got home last night, this eye was peering out at me. I think at least one of our cats likes the toy we got for them. And we definitely heard some scratching sounds. There may be hope for our couch yet!

On Friday we went to BAM to see Edward Scissorhands (visually interesting and I enjoyed it, but the ballet itself was a bit boring). And walking the block from the B train nearly killed me. Note to self: Danskos are NOT good for the snow. Yesterday, my construction boots were much more suited to the task.

Tlaquepaque, the town we stayed at, was filled with galleries, including the gallery of Sergio Bustamante, a world renown sculptor from Jalisco. His work is beautiful and imaginative, though I can't say I would want to wake up in that bed every day. It seems that his style of art is based on the local art styles, since faces of characters in other artists' galleries were often quite similar. Either that or Bustamante is so popular that people copy him a lot.

When Victor and Sam where little, their grandmother used to spend the winters down in Guadalajara and one year she brought back a chair for them like in the picture above. But much smaller. As in small for the 5 year old Sam.

While on vacation, we stayed in Tlaquepaque, a suburb of Guadalajara filled with galleries and shops. We were pretty happy about where we were, and only made it in to the city of Guadalajara once. We headed into the center of town, where the main cathedral was, and then headed over to the Government Palace that had two amazing murals by Jose Clemente Orozco. I realized while gleaning a bit of information from the Spanish bio in the building that I'd seen his work before, in a huge mural inside the library at Dartmouth, back when I was looking at colleges long ago. We also wandered over to the huge covered market nearby - if you want to buy clothes, electronics and a whole pig in one place, this is your place!

+ More photos over at Flickr