I don't have kids, and because I've had more time to observe and judge how other people raise their kids, this pretty much makes me somewhat of an expert on child rearing. One trend that I hate is children's books that make noise. As if colorful pictures and a nice story involving a small animal and its loving parent, read by your own adoring parent, is just way too boring when you're 2. Now, I have never taken a class in psychiatry or psychology, but I'm fairly sure I'm 100 percent right when I say the formula is simple: Toys that make needless noise = future ADD.
The Desert Rose Playhouse is hard to find. Located in a Northeast Heights strip mall alongside an optician and next to a car wash, the MapQuest directions aren’t wrong; it's just that it doesn't seem like it’s supposed to be there. It's a long way from the theater nexus of Nob Hill and Downtown.
It’s a cold March morning when I meet with Shelley Simms at UNM’s Jonson Gallery. Simms is the administrative assistant at the gallery and a UNM alumnus. A few months back, she and I, along with the UNM Art Museum’s Esther Golden, discussed art in Albuquerque over French-style sandwiches. We had gotten together to talk about what programs and exhibits their organizations were offering, but it quickly became a larger conversation about UNM’s art presence in the city.