So I have this friend from Stogies, the cigar shop I frequent. His head is jam packed with obscure facts and anecdotes. Seriously, the guy is very well read.

Late last fall sometime he and I were talking about my upcoming trip. When I was talking about Texas, he asked if I was going to be anywhere near Marfa. “I don’t know, where’s Marfa?”

“I don’t know either but it’s this little town in Texas and the Chinati Foundation Museum is there.” Can you see me smoking a cigar and my eyes are glazing over?  We Google mapped it and sure enough it was north of Big Bend National Park where I hoped to stop.  So that’s the backstory of going to Marfa.

There’s lots I could write about the Chinati Foundation and it’s founder Donald Judd. But really folks, that’s what Google is for. Judd is a well known artist (read that well known in art circles). Guys like me know Monet, and DaVinci, and Rembrandt, and guys like that.  Oh, and Russell.   Not Donald Judd.

I don’t even know how to finish writing this post. I’ll just say that I’m glad it was less than a half hour off my path and not more. I should be writing about my laundry adventure, but I’m not going to go there either. Here’s some pics.

I know, right?