No Scum Allowed
Tuesday Night Drawing organizer, John Tollett, looks for Javelinas while wearing a T-shirt-with-attitude that Karl bought at the Saloon. Disclaimer: We have nothing against fluffy — whatever that is. Take that up with the Saloon.
Karl Whitaker, Tuesday Night Drawing artist/trouble-maker, made a recent pilgrimage to refresh his creativity and dedication to art and to soak up some of the inspiration that is abundant in New Mexico. His destination was the No Scum Allowed Saloon in White Oaks, a virtual ghost town that once was New Mexico’s second largest town.
In the 1880s, the White Oaks local lumber mill (and the plentiful supply of oak trees), the local gold mine, and the imminent arrival of the railroad, made White Oaks a boom town. But after harvesting out all of the oak trees, mining out all of the gold, and trying to pressure the railroad to pay exorbitant amounts of money to pass through town, the railroad said “no thanks” and re-routed several miles away — which eventually left the town as it is now: population of 8, an old two-story schoolhouse (now a museum), an old, empty mercantile building, and, most importantly, the No Scum Allowed Saloon.
In 1881, after Billy the Kid was arrested and jailed in Lincoln, Sheriff Pat Garrett rode his horse to White Oaks to order lumber for the gallows that was to be used to hang Billy. By the time Pat ordered the lumber and rode to Lincoln, Billy had shot his way out of jail and was on the run.
Since Karl’s visit to White Oaks, we’ve noticed a big improvement in his drawings. You might want to try it for yourself. It’s like Qigong, with less exercise and more drinking refreshments.
In addition to spiritual endeavors, like the No Scum Allowed Saloon Experience, Karl is also very involved with AI art, traditional print making, print exhibits, and drawing groups. You can check out his blog at krrrl.blogspot.com.
We’re always looking for art/spiritual guidance from Karl, so thanks, Karl, for your No Scum Allowed research.
Karl, at the No Scum Allowed Saloon in White Oaks, New Mexico. It’s probably just a coincidence that he has to stand outside.
Expensive insulation on the ceiling.
A large selection of refreshments to go with your meditations.
Free parking and oats.
