Today was just supposed to be a driving day, getting a few hundred miles from Utah down to Arizona, but as we pulled off the freeway just outside Phoenix we spotted a fenced off piece of scrub land full of metal animal sculptures. So we went to check it out. In the middle of all these horses, elephants, giraffes, knights and monkeys playing in iron beds was a old trailer from which emerged Arturo Castellanos Velázquez, the artist responsible for the animals. It turns out he makes all sorts of customised wrought iron stuff, from doors to staircases (and giant cowboys riding bucking broncos). He didn’t speak English but we still managed to have a kind of chat. We had a quick look around and then escaped the 110 degree heat back into the van.
