Dad’s Dreaming of the Mother Road

Route 66 Shadowbox

This shadowbox created by Dad commemorates some of the highlights of our trip in tacky postcards, Zuni fetishes, and other iconic American west kitsch.

Our Route 66 trip in 2006 was painstakingly planned and entirely conceived by your father. This American road adventure had burgeoned into a romantic ideal for him of mid-century automobiles and motor courts, neon signs, and wide open spaces sliced by roiling highways, punctuated with lonesome telephone poles and bordered by the black scars of train tracks. Route 66 did not disappoint.

Starting in Amarillo, Texas, roughly the halfway point of the 2,451 mile road, we drove around 1,400 miles (with excursions to Santa Fe and the Grand Canyon), sticking as much as possible on the original Mother Road, through the idea of America to reach Santa Monica and the Pacific Ocean after almost two weeks.

Adrian and Matthew were good travel companions…scratch that. Matthew was a wonderful travel companion, who never complained and happily pronked about every time we pulled the car over for another excursion. He and Adrian were good travel buddies until they lost their mind somewhere in the Mojave Desert listening to Tom Waits (or was it Steely Dan?) on the car stereo—the stoic Styrofoam cooler wedged between them paid the price.

Dad was thrilled to be able to do a mini-reprise of some of his favorite Route 66 haunts with Dani later on during their trip from Olympia, Washington to Miami.

The photos and the souvenirs are interwoven with our memories and preserve our collective story of the trip. But Route 66 meant something different for each of us, and I suspect it changed us in some indelible way that hums just beneath the surface of our skins.

Here is a gallery of the shadowbox:

Cuco and Yeya’s Clutter

This is a mini-tres bien ensemble/inventory revolving on Mamita and Papito.

Cuco and Yeya's clutter

Starting at upper left is a photo of Papito’s father, Louis Robaina, Sr. The little porcelain baby good luck charm was popular during the celebration of the Feast of the Epiphany (January 6th) also known as “El Dia de los Reyes” and belonged to Inez (Papito’s mother). The round photo is of a very young and dapper Papito. The silver hair comb was Mamita’s and purchased in Mexico. The silver “milagro” of a leg was used in some sort of a supplication to God or one of his saints to heal that particular body part. The silver and black stone (obsidian?) earrings were Mamita’s and may have originally been her mother’s. The two rhinestone shoe buckle clips are I don’t know whose. They must have belonged to Grandma because I can’t imagine Mamita donning a pair of evening slippers with anything sparkly like that.

Birds of a feather

This is the first in a series of inventories called “Tres bien ensembles” featuring items that, well, “go together well,” in this case ceramic birds. Most of these are mid-century Japan, including one marked “Made in Occupied Japan” (see earlier post) and one unmarked vase that is probably Japanese and looks Deco.