When you visit Winslow, Arizona you have to stand on the corner.
But you also have to visit La Posada…
It’s a sprawling old place, rich with history.
Abandoned for years but now lovingly restored and brought back to life.
Southwest colors and Spanish touches abound.
Including some lovely wrought iron…
And a rusted camel.
The interior is a bit of a maze…
With arches….
Bright colors…
Elaborate entrance ways…
And room upon room….
Of antiques…
And funky art.
As well as a giant angry chicken.
Because really, what hotel is complete without one?
The owner is an artist named Tina Mion and her works are scattered throughout the hotel.
Including this mural of suicides.
Yes, you read that correctly.
Take a closer look…
Thinking this was a little odd….
I walked on.
And found these.
Death spoons!
Now you have to admit…
These beat grandma’s Florida gator and Liberty Bell spoons all to Hell!
Brilliant! What an amazing place! If a hotel has death spoons then I’m in! Did you steal any of the art?
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I did not, as it was large and cumbersome. Had there been actual death spoons? I might slipped a few in my purse.
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I say NO to the death spoons. Too creepy for me. But I do like the shade of dusty terra cotta on the wall behind the table with the chess set on it. Once upon a time I dreamed of painting our dining room that color… [Not the point of your post, I realize– but it’s early here and I’m freezing cold– indulge me.]
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I’m twisted enough to have enjoyed death spoons but I understand they’re not everyone’s cup of tea… or tea stirrers as the case may be.
As for wall color, I’m the same. I have great visions of marvelous colors yet live with ivory.
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That looks like a lot of fun! Did you stay there?
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We didn’t. We drove up from Sedona for the day and just stumbled onto it..
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Death spoons. The perfect housewarming or hostess gift for that special someone you secretly can’t stand.
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Exactly!!
Who doesn’t want to stir their tea with a disembodied head?
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Well gag me with a death spoon so I can party with Liberace and his poodle!
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As long as you send me an invite?
Yes!
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Always with the spoons! Why isn’t there a death fork collection?
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There should be.
There really should…
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Obsessed with death, we are. ~ Yoda
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A wee bit…
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Wow…….that’s all I have.
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And that’s all you need.
😉
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Deaths spoons reminds me of my wife’s grandfather. He had one spoon. His egg spoon. Never washed. You couldn’t imagine him dying an old man…
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Damn.
I should have checked the art work for him…..
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I know artists are weird, but I wonder about the people who own the place decorating with so much death-fetish art….that seems even weirder. I guess anything to get attention!
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Well… I blogged about it. So clearly it’s a successful strategy!
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Now you see what dry heat does to people in Arizona, unlike wet heat in Florida which just makes us sweat!!
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You can have your humidity… I loved the dryness. No frizzy hair!
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