One of the places she most cherished was Mount Pedernal. From the back of her bungalow she could see the flat-topped mountain rising from the desert floor. Jokingly, she once said, “It’s my private mountain. God told me if I painted it enough, I could have it.” By 1940, she had purchased the Ghost Ranch adobe home along with seven acres and the view was hers for the rest of her life. Then, in 1945, O’Keeffe planted more roots in the nearby town of Abiquiu with the acquisition of an abandoned hacienda on land overlooking the Chama River. She spent three years restoring this second home, converting its former corral into her studio.
The Drive to Ghost Ranch from Santa Fe: Golden leaved cottonwoods glittered in the sunlight as I drove north from Santa Fe along Highway 84. I had spent my first day in this capital city at the Georgia O’Keeffe Museum where I immersed myself in O’Keeffe’s fearless vision. The museum is almost certainly the only one in the country dedicated to one woman’s art. Spend a few hours here before heading out into the high desert. Here’s where you’ll see O’Keeffe Country through the artist’s eyes. I almost felt she was sitting next to me as I motored past massive red rocks and jutting mesas. Several times, I felt convinced that certain views were those I had seen depicted in one of her paintings. Then I would come upon another setting just as convincing and surreal. The New Mexico sky seemed to go on forever and I felt a profound sense of appreciation for what O’Keeffe called “the best place in the world.”
I soon drove past Abiquiu, a tiny settlement once inhabited by Anasazi Indians. The road bypasses a turn leading to O’Keeffe’s Abiquiu home, a restored hacienda where she often spent summers painting and tending her organic garden. Entering the driveway unattended is not allowed so I continued along the sleepy two-lane highway leading to Ghost Ranch, some fifteen miles north, with plans to visit the hacienda on tour later that day.
As I approached Ghost Ranch, I felt a growing sense of isolation and serenity. The spaciousness of the desert and mountains dwarfed the ranch’s main building. I pulled up just in time to watch a preliminary slide show before joining Karen Butts, the center’s excellent guide, along with several other guests. At pivotal points on the route, Karen held up copies of O’Keeffe’s paintings so we could compare the raw landscape with the artist’s interpretations. We were able to stop often and were never rushed. Approaching Chimney Rock, red and yellow sandstone cliffs rose from the desert floor, sharply etched against a sprawling blue sky. Canyon walls sparkled as the midday sun shifted its light under fast moving clouds. A soft wind came up carrying with it a scent of sage, pungent, dry and sweet. The day was clear with bright light and one could see great distances. I imagined O’Keeffe standing at my side and wondered if the land felt her absence. Or even still felt her spirit.
We were not able to enter O’Keeffe’s Ghost Ranch home due to its poor state of repair. Disappointing, but I had really come to see what she loved most- the red and yellow mesas, Chimney Rock, majestic Pedernal Mountain. For that day, Georgia O’Keeffe Country was all mine- solitary, spacious, breathtaking.
Ghost Ranch: With rustic, comfortable housing accommodations reflective of its origins as a working ranch, a stay at Ghost Ranch places travelers in the heart of O’Keeffe Country. Every unit offers vistas of the sandstone cliffs, cottonwoods and distant mountains. Amenities are basic but after sundown, expansive skies light up with panoramas far more dazzling than those of city lights.(www.ghostranch.org)
More to see: Not only was she in love with the desert around her but Georgia O’Keeffe adored New Mexico’s abundance of fresh produce and could often be found browsing the stalls at the Santa Fe Farmers’ Market.
Though she rose to fame in New York City, O’Keeffe moved to New Mexico in 1949 and never looked back. As the state’s most renowned artist, her work is instantly recognizable for its images of large scale flowers, animal bones and clouds. “I decided that if I could paint that flower in a huge scale, you could not ignore its beauty.” Georgia O’Keeffe.