Where Art Leads You…


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Sometimes you just have to sit on your hands and let it all roll over you…in a good way.  Friday night was the Sponenburgh Lecture for 2014 at Willamette University…this time a favorite son.  Adam Stennett graduated from Willamette in 1994 and two weeks later he was in New York City seeking his fortune as an artist.  We saw 87 slides of his work and heard of a long string of studios, gallery shows and adventures.

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He began with illusionistic  paintings of mice and rats (roommates)…

AS, cat and mouse

AS poppies AS , mouse on a glass

and ended with a recent and intriguing installation “performance” piece wherein he lived in a shack in a Long Island meadow for 31 days, self-sustaining, painting 14 hours a day…and soon he may repeat this here in the Willamette valley.

artist's shack

Saturday up early and off to Stevenson, Washington…a beautiful drive up the gorge…we were heading to the Stevenson Public Library to jury a public art show sponsored by the Friends of the library…(we did this same thing back in about 2004 or so, and it was no easier this time…)



Lee Kelly

library interiorIt was a daunting task…86 submissions from 47 artists.  We accepted 47 art works from 36 artists…23 of which were landscapes.  We were looking for work that was fresh and original, work that expressed a sense of place.  We discovered that most of the work we chose had a good feeling for light.  We were surprised to find only 5 figures, only 3 drawings, very little non-representational work.   Gorge artists love the landscape, and after a weekend there I am reminded why…

Monday gorge

Monday Hood


gorgeous gorge

And maybe the drive reminded us that highly colorful moments really do occur in nature…and that when you get a bunch of them together they make a statement…


Interestingly there were 5 or 6 paintings that arrived still wet…including this one which at least was so noted…we accepted this piece but think wet paint isn’t a great idea…especially from the jurors’ poinbt of view…

wet paint



Here are Andy Pate’s two faces….

Two heads

With our work all done, we headed up the gorge to our loved ones in White Salmon



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where the welcome mat was out…


the delicious dinner (by George—our chef de cuisine in Italy this summer)was ready and the wine was breathing…thankfully…

light at the end of the tunnel

and where we spent the next day sitting, drinking coffee, napping and doing a tiny bit of wine tasting…


black bear diner

black dot

Today was Sidney day…

SRHso we headed to Portland early to get the chicken soup pot on the stove…we all seem to have that first fall cold…

chicken soup

No art today…but TOMORROW…!?




That Tennessee Thrift Store Quilt


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As my quilting “practice” takes up more space in my life, things shift and change a little (art is still number one though…new studio coming on line in October!).  I find I really like having a “vintage” quilt to work on…off and on…and this weekend I finished up the quilt-top I got in Tennessee a couple of years ago that I’ve been hand-quilting.  I decided to post it here because I noted it was in the background of sooo many photos…since I dragged it with me everywhere…thought it might be interesting to see where it’s been…

Q just starting

Q mig

q in basket

q Sidney 2

just Q

q inroom

q with Sidney


beginning April:May

the whole thing, almost

the backing is an old sheet from Value Village…all done…on to the next…


in this case the ugly fabric challenge quilt begins to be quilted (I have until Decemeber…phew)..the orange and the black and white are Japanese Ikata cloth I got in Seattle this summer.  The swirly stuff is what Kathleen gave us in quilt group…just a tiny bit…and challenged us to make a quilt all done by December…ugly

The Wave Crest


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Last weekend we stayed at the wonderful Wave Crest in Cannon Beach, being lovers of the authentic Oregon experience, and it was fun.  When owner (Daryl)Hank Johnson was a Portlander (curator at the Washington Park Rose Garden) he often stayed at the Wave Crest, and then just up and bought it from his retiring friends in 2000.  He moved to Cannon Beach full time in 2003 and became an innkeeper.  I like the Wave Crest because, though authentically coastal Oregon (it was built in the 1920’s), it has the same feel as Wisconsin lake houses of my youth…  We were in room #6 (one of the few with it’s own bathroom)…

Wave Crest sign

Wave Crest


Room 6


the kitchen is a warm and friendly place…


and the new deck is gorgeous…


Hank built the “Tea House”…site of a recent wedding…

tea house

tea house detail

view west

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I found this in one of the bookcases…


On Saturday night Hank made a terrific anniversary salmon dinner for us (he doesn’t serve dinner, but does provide coffee tea and yummy pastries), Rex and Diane, and Linda and Peter…


The wave Crest has no phones, no TV, but it DOES have a piano…and is only two blocks from the beach…a beach which has THIS view…haystackdahlias celldeatil 1dahlias by candle light

(Wave Crest Inn, 4008 South Hemlock, PO Box 292, Cannon Beach, 503-436-2842…a good place for total escape…!  Think about it…)

We said goodbye to Hank Sunday morning, AFTER we all went for an authentic American Legion breakfast (no kidding, it was fab…these little crispy thin Swedish pancakes…yum)


Bye bye

and took note of the beautiful single climbing rose by the front door, a rose called “Leda” that I’m now on the lookout for…


Leda detail

As it turned out, our trip to Cannon Beach last weekend it wasn’t ONLY our anniversary weekend, but also a working trip.  R has started researching Portland painter Louis Bunce (1907-1983) in earnest, and had a chance to interview Laurel Hood of Cannon Beach.  Laurel’s Dad Ernie Hood and her late husband Jim Smith played in a jazz band called The Way Out and they played in the early 1960’s in a club called The Way Out Club under the east end of the Hawthorne Bridge in Portland. In 1961 Hood and Smith with painter Bunce made a pilot TV show with the premise that painters and poets and jazz musicians could all create together…and it contains fantastic footage of Bunce painting to the cool tunes of The Way Out.  Laurel brought along her copy and she and R watched it on TV with Laurel identifying all the players, and giving her remembrance of the band, of the scene, of Louis.  It was fascinating.  (Laurel said the club folded because they couldn’t get a liquor license and the club couldn’t financially make it on soft drinks and burgers…)

R Laurel and Louis

Louis ptg.Louis pTg 2Louis Painting 3

and when Laurel took off to work in her wine shop, R and Linda Janke sorted through a box of her family’s papers.  Her grandparents Dr. Vernon and Ruth Douglas were very involved in Salem life and the beginnings of the Salem Art Association, and her aunt Stella Douglas was an Oregon artist/painter/print maker.

R and Linda

Rex and Diane drove us up to the beautiful Ecola Park for a view where we noted there were some Portlanders around someplace

view from Ecola

a bird on it

We headed to Astoria in time to see the absolutely PACKED farmer’s market in full swing (the cruise ships were in port…) and grab some street food for lunch…

Astoria flowers

and then headed to Portland to position ourselves for Monday, now known as Sidney-Day…and this week the birthday of Sidney’s Dad.  Happy Birthday Zach.


Person-Shaped Nature…


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Lots is going on in the person-manipulated natural world today in Salem.  First a visit to Gaiety Hollow, the Lord and Schryver home garden, where a crew of volunteers were putting down newspaper mulch in an effort to tame the hideous aegopodium…a nasty weed.


wet papers

on to Martha’s where Big Trees Today (I love them, they planted our dogwood) were arriving to plant four big and beautiful Katsuma trees in full fall foliage…


root balls






I had to leave…three more to go!!  By evening she’ll have a fall grove in the front garden.

Then on to the creek to see what David Craig has been up to…he’s a wit you know…

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a beautiful day to stand on the Church Street bridge…


and now off to celebrate the auspicious 45th anniversary!


The Waller Chamberlin House, 2014


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This post is probably going to be in the “too much information” category for most of you…but I HAVE to do it.  It does, however, explain why it has been so quiet from these parts for awhile.  We’ve been hunkering down while this very old house has been thoroughly gone over, repaired and painted in the most efficient and respectful way possible.  We didn’t believe anybody could do as thorough a job as R did in 1985 when he spent the entire summer removing siding and prepping and repainting this house.


R painting the house



Now of course, we didn’t realize in 1985 that this house was built in 1849, moved twice, added on to several times….including that we ourselves would put an addition on in 1995.  That was information and activity that was still ahead for us.

We bought the house still clad in aluminum siding in 1980 when it looked like this:2:1

We sold the aluminum siding we removed and got $300…!


When this group was sitting on the porch (1903), the house was already 54 years old, had been moved once and would be moved again (1913), and had it’s first addition (1893).  It had double doors then, but not when we bought it…that discovery and restoration was still ahead for us…1903

Front door 198522

But that was then, and now…well time has passed, let’s just say.  The most excellent SAM JONES and his crew of seven scraped, sanded, caulked, primed twice (12 gallons of primer) repaired, replaced…well it was amazing to watch.  2 coats of paint and three on the south side for a total of 50 gallons of paint…in 10 days….and it looked like this:

cracked board


…oops, cracked and rotting boards…


R taking photo through lathe











they stopped and made lunch every day….in their own microwave…


and now, a quiet Sunday of sweeping, raking, and putting things back in place…but this old lady is ready for another decade or two…

all done




The Block a Month Club


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Kate and I agreed to do the Moda block-a-month challenge mostly as a way to see each other at least once a month and have a coffee!  We picked up our first block pattern and fabric Friday and then sat in the sun a drank coffee…and then R and I came away to the beach after taking down my Project Space stuff…IMG_0565

arriving just in time to race to the beach and catch the sunset…not a cloud in the sky…

sunset J Young

Not a cloud

…but today, when it was 95 in the valley, it was cool and misty here.  We did take a bike ride, but then I decided to attack my block.  The number ONE block has flying geese and HSTs…it requires pinning, careful careful seam allowances, not my usual mode of operation (I don’t like following patterns too much) but it was fun…

square 2

During the year we’ll make 12-12″ blocks, plus with additional blocks it will look like this…

the whole q

so here it is…a 12″ square…

FIRST square

BUT, of course I noticed there were a few scraps…


so I decided I will make a 6″ block of just serendipity, with the scraps from each month’s block…and then see what I get…tomorrow back to the steamy valley.


Quilt Group: September


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We met at Berneice’s yesterday and it was fascinating.  This group ranges from maniacs to traditional quilters, newbys to old hands, all encouraged and accepted, which makes every meeting a pure delight…plus seeing where people live and work is interesting…Berneice’s cheerful, tidy and very lovely house is just like her.  B 1B- pots

Her fridge front is full of family photos and stacks of gorgeous pots are everywhere as her son is a potter…but we came to see the quilts.  Berneice works by hand.  She often pieces by hand, she does lots of applique, and she totally quilts by hand with the tiniest needle I’ve ever seen.  Her work is beautiful…take a look:

B- hexies

B sampler

B stitching

applique detail

…and a few flimsies…

coast project

B- f2

B- f1

B- applique

and this amazing one…thankfully not quilted yet so we could see her hand piecing….

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hand pieced

this friendship quilt won her a blue ribbon at the State Fair…

Blue ribbon

and carries this label…


and here’s where the quilting goes on…(the quilt on the frame is for a new grandbaby)


the sewing room is familiar…

sewing room

Another friendship quilt…all hand quilted of course…

yellow friendship

I got an applique lesson (sorely needed), we had coffee and chatted and did some hand work…talking about future projects (Sue Spargo time coming up for Berneice and Linda and Deanna!)

B- Spargo

idle hands…never in this house!  Thanks Berneice!!

B coasters



Cutler City…the Summer ends….


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Okay, maybe you’ve had enough of Cutler City…but if not, here’s a little more….the Bay House Restaurant is the structure at the far right…Cutler City Cafe in those days…CC and Bay HouseAuto camp

Here’s the original Crab Pot under construction…

building of the Crab pot

and we used to have a dock back in the day…(Tyko once told me it was to load timber…but the Bay is too shallow for boats now…note no houses on Salishan spit)


by the 1960’s the dock looked like this…

60's dock

and today there is just a trace left…

dock remnants

The possible city names back in 1965 were “Miracle Beach, Lincoln City, Miracle City, Surfland, and Holiday Beach.”  Lincoln City won by a margin of 3 votes.  2015 will be the 50th anniversary of Lincoln City as an entity so there will be more tidbits to come, I bet.

But this past week was the full summer week…where chores were integrated with fun.r cauklking


we took a trip to Local Ocean for lunch…

R Local Ocean

and discovered they have opened a new dining room upstairs…with an elevator to get there!

dining room 1

and we stopped for ginger scones at Panini in Nye Beach for the next morning…

ginger scones

the sky was beautiful…

cutler sky


…this little house is for sale…

for sale 1

When R picked huckleberries out of the side yard for our yoghurt…


it reminded me of the Rhoades family’s days at Cosmic Cottage…

hucleberry drawing

so we closed up summer shop…

water the plaNTS

and took the amazing Schooner Creek Road home…10 gorgeous miles….

Schooner Creek 1

before you hit the clear cut…

clear cut





Cutler City, Oregon

Let’s back track a little.  Cutler City, site of our aforementioned beach house, is at the far south end of the “Ten Miracles Miles” known as “Lincoln City” (a made-up name used to designate the small towns of Ocean Lake, Delake, Nelscott, Taft and Cutler City, which became as one in March of 1965).  Historically the land belonged to the native people, of course.  White people claimed, sometimes purchased, land along the coast starting in the 1870’s.  Development was sparse and occasional for many years though, as there was no access point from Portland or the valley until 1927.  Cutler City though was part of an allotment belonging to a Siletz tribe couple whose grandson Charley DePoe sold the land to George and Mary Ann Cutler in 1913.  They immediately established the Cutler Town Site and sold lots…1st, 2nd and 3rd streets (present day Ebb, Fleet and Galley).

C.E. Munkers Richfield gas station, Cutler City, June 1943. EARLY GAS STATION

Early houses here like ours were little fishing shacks thrown on the sand.  When the road came through in 1927, building picked up…and then a post-war boom in the late 1940’s.  It was always a working person’s town.  Always.

We are preservationists of a sort.  We wrote and established an historic district in Salem.  We understand gentrification, and have watched it here in Cutler City as affordable housing for working people has been scooped up by people from “away”…people like us who found the ultimate luxury of living an hour and 15 minutes door to door from the beach.  We love this little burg.  We have suppressed all urges to make THIS an historic district.  We have tried to honor our full-time neighbors, and they in turn have been good neighbors to us. 

The houses are close together…


and in all these years we have never complained.  As I look at the “comments” from my last post, and think about Cutler City and our current situation, I maintain that it is right for me to be mad at Tim.  He has owned his house for almost 30 years.  His parents lived here…in fact his Mom was living here when we bought our house (and she was a GREAT gardener).  He knows that this is a neighborhood of small and nicely kept cottages.  It isn’t necessary for a house to look like this just because people don’t have much money…


when you could do this…

blue stuff

But of course we are lucky.  We have a back secluded patio…

back patio

back yard


we just three steps from Josephine Young park (formerly Gibb’s Point)…where today the fog was rolling in and the Bay had disappeared…

fog at JY

and though the Kernville Steak House is a total loss…

Kernville 2

Kernville 1

Allen Black is going to rebuild the Crab Pot here in Cutler.  Though it will never look like this again…


it will be fun to watch something new arise from the ashes.







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