​​alyssa.eustaquio​​​​​sculpture.installation
  • News
  • Portfolio
  • CV
  • Thanks for being a FEMINIST!

Throwback Thursday, Dinosaurs in the Desert

8/25/2016

0 Comments

 
It's been a little over a year since my last really big road trip; must mean I am over due!! 
These were a couple photos from a trip I took out with friends to Palm Springs.  Because lounging and drinking by the pool would not suffice, we found ourselves exploring the surrounding towns.

Every time I visit the desert it reminds me of my youth.  It's a strange place, fitting for the eccentric.  So if i could live any where, the desert would be the top choice.  


These creations by Claude K. Bell can be seen from the interstate.  These dinosaurs are a reminder of a the kitsch architectural movement that built head turning structures to pull people off the freeways to stop at there establishments.  The freeways were once lined with these campy structures.  

These dinosaurs now greet the visitors to the Cabazon Dinosaurs, Creationist Museum. 
Picture
Picture
Picture
Picture
0 Comments

I'm Back! Palm Springs Recapped...

8/1/2015

0 Comments

 
Nothing prepares you 
for the end of graduate 
school, yet there is no 

better way to prolong 
the reality of life post academia than a long vacation.  

http://picasion.com/
Along side juggling the tremendous task of moving out of my studio space I decided that I needed to do some much needed traveling.  Few days shortly after walking the stage I found myself on a road trip, destination Palm Springs.  When I was a younger I had lived in the desert for quite sometime.  When given the opportunity to visit, I ecstatically accepted the invitation!! 



Palm Springs is a desert oasis infamous for spa get-aways, golf courses, and mid century architecture.  Thus far, two for three is not bad.  

As amazing as it was wading in the pool and soaking in the sun, especially with the breath taking California desert as the back drop, I was anxious to explore the greater valley.   

With great recommendation we hit the road again and head south east for the Salton Sea. 


Picture

The Salton Sea is the largest body of water in California.  It was an ecological accident, a bi-product of channeling water from the Colorado River to the desert.  For two years this portion of the desert was flooded. When the sea did not dry up, real estate developers saw an opportunity to market an oasis in the desert.  The Salton Riviera as it was marketed became a huge tourist attraction.  But because the sea's only source of replenishment was agricultural run off it quickly became toxic.  The booming towns emptied, development stopped midway and what is left are ghost towns and beaches made of skeletons of dead fish. 

Picture
Picture
Picture
Picture
A short drive from the Salton Sea is the town of Niland.  Just a handful of lots, one restaurant and gas station.  Much like the towns lining the Salton Sea have more vacancies than occupancies. But tucked away in Niland, a short drive east is something unexpected.  

For over a quarter of a century, Leonard Knight dedicated his life to his ever growing art installation,  Salvation Mountain.  The edifice is made of mud from the desert, abandoned debris like telephone poles, car doors, tires as well as donated bails of hay and gallons of paint.  Each day Knight would work on constructing, maintaining and giving tours to the sight.  Word of mouth and in the recent decade the internet has created exposure for Knight and he receives visitors nationally and internationally daily.  

In 2012 due to failing health, Knight could no longer live at Salvation Mountain.  In early 2014 Knight had past away.  Fortunately before his death the sight was made a National Treasure.  

The sight is truly remarkable.  

Picture
0 Comments
    Picture

    RSS Feed

    Want More?

    All
    Exhibitions
    Herstory
    Listen
    Play
    Pop Culture
    Read
    Studio Life
    Travels
    Watch
    Wear

© 2012 Alyssa Eustaquio.  All Rights Reserved.


NEWS     PORTFOLIO     CV     THANKS FOR BEING A FEMINIST