The shadows falling on Canyon Road turn its buildings into chiaroscuro works of art that inspired so many artists to move to Santa Fe almost a hundred years ago. The clay-colored adobe walls, with their aqua and turquois e tr im med windows and doors, offer a warm, inviting welcome, like low, sultry flames dancing in a fireplace. Their rounded corners beg to be touched and offer the promise of comfort as if they are old friends. it is beyond the shadows, behind the walls of the houses and art galleries where the real stories exist.