The Melange That is July…This Year


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What a crazy mixed-up fun month this has been…so far.  Possibly there is a limit to how much fun you can actually have in one calendar month, but I haven’t maxed out yet.   The fourth of July of course (see below).  Then visitors…

How and Amy came and we looked at the bridge progress..


How pointed out the end-of-the-day routine the workers have for the crane…


we checked the local architecture…

examining architecture

went to the MIG farm cart and had a coffee at Archive…


MIG lunch

We drew…


we hugged…


Martha and I headed up to Yale Union to see the last day of the Susan Cianciolo show and to attend a “workshop” (we had no clear idea of what we’d be doing…but what the heck…).  Yale Union is just a beautiful space in an old garment factory/warehouse…you must go and take a look as it is now one huge open space with a running ribbon of windows…well, you just want to move in and start working.

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First we look at Susan Cianciolo’s work…I was especially interested in the idea of “kits”…of her mixture of fabric/quilted pieces and narrative and collections and the stuff of everyday life…the evidence of children and their ideas was engaging to me.

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kit 8

kit 7

kit 6

kit 5

kit 4

kit 3

kit 2

kit 1

kit 11

and now it was time for the workshop…

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Susan Cianciolo

and the task at hand was to make a kimono.  I was more interested in her ideas of making notational books, and began to develop the idea of “workbooks” as I slouch toward “Art Laundry” (stay tuned for that one…) and so…voila, the kimono work book was the end result of my 2 1/2 hours of work…

Kimono workbook

Many people there though really did make kimonos, and it looked like this…

Kimono 7

Kimono 6

Kimono 4

Kimono 2

with three young designers, former students of Susan Cianciolo’s, there to help…

Kimono 3

Kimono 5

Ellen and Larry were here for a few days of total relaxation and I obliged by NOT photographing them…

“Waterlines” went up at the Compass Gallery and here I meanly only photographed my own work, but Dayna Davidson Collins has a bunch of lovely paintings…come take a look…up til August 1st.


Quilt group met at our house this week for the “reveal”…all the things we made from Kate’s “ugly fabric” give-away last December (the fabric she gave us wasn’t ugly really…it was the color of a mouse)…true to form the projects were as different as the makers…and just as nice…





Kate (1)

Kathleen (1)


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We exchanged more uglies to be revealed next December…ate some yummy salads…


and then Deann’s homemade cheesecakes nicely presented (and yummy)…

D's dessert

and today I cleaned the sewing “cottage” and sewed all day…




The framer called and they found How’s little piece that was having a frame repair and then got lost…

How's piece back home

SO, what next?  There are some “workbooks” all ready for “ART Laundry”…


Art Laundry card piece

More info coming on that one…but now maybe the beach?  Drawing for sure, sewing for sure…there are still 10 more days…!



The Heart of the Summer


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That’s what I always think the 4th of July is, the heart of the summer, the time of blueberries and peaches…even though there are still three more months ahead and only one behind…(too many years on the academic schedule I guess.)  And for us the 4th of July means the beach…this year like most of the last 24…  Our little part of the beachy world looks like this, looking back toward land and then looking across the bay to the spit…

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beach pano 2

From our vantage points around our small neighborhood we look south and west, see the tides move and the sun set, watch the fireworks…

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beach 4

beach 6

and this year there was special magic afoot…

beach unicorn

things that had been lost were re-found…

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Beach bunny 5

Beach bunny 3

Beack Bunny 1

NEW things were found…

Beach MLZ 1

Beach MLZ 2

…a few things found new life (thanks Lisa, thanks Zach)…


there were games…

Beach games 1Beach games 2

Beach games 3Beach dressup

Beach legois 2Beach legos 2


Beach haircut 1

Beach lunch


Beach sports

the chef was in the kitchen…

Beach chef

the table was ready…beach house 2

the clean-up crew was efficient and worked fast…

Beach clean-up crew

and though our house is small…

Beach house 1

there’s room…

Beach story time (1)


And of course a few traditions were continued…

culinary triumph


Nearby we found the PERFECT view lot of our dreams (but sadly not our bank account)

beach wish

had waaaayyy too much fun…

Bach morning 1Beach morning 2Beach morning 3

and came home with a little bit of laundry (that would be 6 loads…)

Beach 6 loads

the only wish for next year?   A washer and a dryer…










Remembering “Newt”


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Francis John Newton was a curator at the Portland Art Museum from 1953 to 1960.  In 1960 he became Director of the museum until he retired in 1975.  He was very involved in the Portland art community, and well remembered.  We came to Oregon in 1970 and as “new kids from a different neighborhood (Salem)” we never met him…until now.

By a VERY indirect route we discovered that there still existed an archive of material about Newton in his old house…now rented to a friend of a friend of a friend.  We set out with Rex and Diane Amos, Linda and Peter Janke to do some art sleuthing and hit the mother lode.  The house…Newton’s house

Newt's house

…now belongs to Darcia Krause, daughter of the painter LaVerne Krause.  Krause, Newton’s partner, died in 1987, and when Newton himself died in 2004 the house went to Krause’s daughter Darcia.  Darcia generously welcomed the art sleuths to come take a look…

FJN archive

here R and Darcia look at photos…

Roger Hull and Darcia Krause

We discovered there wasn’t much about Newton on the internet, so much of this information adds to what little there is, and since most of what we saw were photos, the man came alive for me.  He was born in 1912 in Montana and grew up in Butte.  His paternal grandparents were from Ohio…

Newton grandparents,Ohio

he had an older brother Joe…

Newt and Joe in a goat cart

He graduated from many places over the years…(middle of the back row) Butte High School maybe?

Graduation 1

(far left) University of Idaho maybe?

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got an honorary degree (?)


Played baseball for the University of Idaho and later up in Burke…

ball player

Idaho Bulletin

was in the pacific in WWII…(on the right)

Newt (on the right)

traveled to Korea after the war before coming home…(again on the right)

in Korea after WWII (1)

was a curator at the Worcester Art Museum in Massachusetts.

Newt Worcester (1)

He traveled…

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passport 2 (1)

he lectured…


he loved to bake bread…

Newt baking

and built a baking corner into his kitchen…

Newt baking corner

He had friends and partied a bit…here with Phyllis Johanson and Milton Wilson…


Ken Shores…

Ken Shoires

LaVerne Krause and Linny Adamson…

LaVerne and Newt

The Gilkeys…

The Gilkeys

George Johanson…

George Johanson

George and

LaVerne Krause

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LaVerne Krause

and as always, there were a couple of amazing archival “moments”…three actually.  The first was when we stood around the table each reading something.  Rex Amos picked up a clipping and a note of condolence on the death of Newton’s older brother Joseph and as he read he realized the note was from himself…


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A small wooden sculpture was produced that LaVerne Krause found in a junk store and brought to Newt…carved by the artist Russell Childers…who we know about because this summer the Hallie Ford Museum in Salem is mounting a show of the work of Russell Childers, opening in early August and curated by Jonathan Bucci.  (Childers was a self-taught artist who spent 38 years at the Fairview Training Center…and made many carvings while there…including another version of the Bear nursing her cubs.  He was deaf and could not speak, and was sent to Fairview at age 10, released at 48 when his work was then discovered by the sculptor Jan Zach.)

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and then, the final thing…proving beyond a shadow of a doubt that it is a small world…was this letter from July 4, 1960, congratulating Francis J. Newton on being named director of the Portland Art Museum and inviting him to a party in his honor, a letter written by Eunice Parsons (then Eunice Jensen) who this very summer is celebrating her 100th birthday.  (Luckily the Pacific Northwest Artists Archive at Willamette  University houses the papers of both Jan Zach and Eunice Parsons…and many more.)

note from Eunice

So very nice to finally meet you Francis J Newton.  Your life was full.











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I actually do have a serious and informative post for later in the week, but I’ve been doing some summer things of late…it began with a seismic upgrade which meant cleaning the basement, this of a house we’ve lived in for 36 years…can you IMAGINE what a momentous photo this is??

Summer 1

…and artist Kathryn Cellerini Moore has been working to make our garden so gorgeous before she goes off to an AIR at Playa in Summer Lake, Oregon, in August…it has been great to have an artist in the garden…

Summer 3

and gardens are key…ours and the gardens of friends…

Summer 4

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Summer 13 (1)

eating outside…

Summer 12

summer 6

summer 19

good fresh produce…

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summer 7

summer 9

and for the third year having to look up my blueberry chutney recipe on my own blog…good quick summer cooking…(this was a garlic aioli potato salad)

summer 8

looking at fabric…this beautiful piece from Japan collected by a friend…

Summer 5

a little sewing…

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making an “artist-curated charm pack” (I stole the idea) for Sharon’s birthday…

Summer 20

and garden parties!  Kay and John’s 25th wedding anniversary in their beautiful and lively garden…

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summer 21

SUmmer Kay and John

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summer festive

summer sprinkler

and then in Sharon’s garden remembering Bob who has been gone from us for 5 years now… his ties were colorfully decorating Sharon’s tree today in remembrance…

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happy summertime friends.

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David Selleck, Joe Rudko and Fathers


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Well we headed to Portland for Father’s Day festivities…

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Which started with looking at art, of course.  I’m a fan of David Selleck who had a show at Blackfish Gallery





R took a look at Steve Tilden’s small sculptures…


I liked this one…(sort of like a tiny Marie Watt)


The neighborhood is unrecognizable for those of us who navigate by landmarks…this building across the way was coming down that very day…


and as we went down the block to PDX we saw this thing which has sprung up in the last few months…


yikes.  But we did manage to get into PDX Gallery where we saw the wonderful show of Joe Rudko‘s work “Album”…go…the work is just nice, beautiful, lively, funny, original.





time for coffee…

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and on..with the festivities of the next day including presents and good food and a pool party!

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and of course thoughts of Dads…and grandfathers

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Harold Hull



The Heart of the Quilting Community


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It’s interesting how every community is composed of overlapping circles of smaller communities…we, for instance, are part of a neighborhood community, a preservation community, an art community, a university community, a garden community and more.  We value these circles and like the network they provide for us.

In addition to the above, I’m a member of the community of quilters and the heart of that little community for decades has been Greenbaum’s Quilted Forest.  It’s kind of like “Cheers”…everybody knows your name.  Store owners Sylvia and Bill Dorney are friends and neighbors…both are past traditional retirement age, both are wanting less work and more time with grandsons, travel, fun…we all get THAT.  The business has been for sale for two years, with the Dorney’s agreeing before it went on the market that after two years if it hadn’t sold they would close.  Today’s headline tells the tale.

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Sylvia and Bill took over the dry-goods business that had been in Sylvia’s family for 116 years and re-imagined it into a quilt store, just as people were not sewing their own clothes but WERE starting to quilt.  I wasn’t a quilter at the time and wondered how that would go for them…gang-busters is the answer.  Over the years the store was often rated in the top 20 of such stores nationally.

They knew their clientele, they were willing to order things you might need, and their stock was up to the minute.  So today I went in for a last haul BEFORE the sales start as a thank-you for all this place has meant to me and to so many of us.  I shopped big and it was fun…but sad.  No more turkey pops at Thanksgiving, no more red punch cards, no more good advice about the best way to do this or that, or help choosing the PERFECT backing or how to store 5 yards of wool batting…yep…we a little bit have our hearts broken today.  We know we’ll heal BUT…here’s how it looked…




here’s store mascot Lovey…


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Lisa cutting my batting…a 16 year employee with a LOT of know-how…



redeeming my last punch cards…


The only good part was Sylvia’s grin from ear to ear.  Good bye friends.


What to Do in June…


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Well the month is half gone…the light remains until 9:00 p.m….there’s lots of time to do stuff.   Things comes into the house as shares …


Claudia's thankyou

Melanie's thankyou

San's cherry jam


there are the activities of house-holding…

bean patrol

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read (1)

Christine's water (1)

Christine's stuff


coffee break




look at art…

watching the video

Nelson Sandgren (2)

Royal Nebeker

Brice Marden

send off the last Circle 8 drawing book…

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and draw…


and it isn’t even summer yet…ahhhh.

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Tuesday Quilt Group


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Once a month we come together from our different lives and different points of view to sit for a few hours, do a show and tell, and then companionably work.  It is this exact thing, this feeling of sitting and working in a group of talented people, that I am only now coming to understand as a truly energizing moment in my life.

Yesterday we were at Deanna’s and the show and tell was beyond lovely.  Deanna’s grandmother and Lynda’s grandmother were sisters.  They each have quilts made by their grandmothers, and both Deanna and Lynda come out of a tradition of quilting.  The first quilt Deanna showed us was one with a familiar star…

the flower-star

the day a few months ago that I showed this wacky quilt I was working on…

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Deanna and Lynda spotted it immediately as a pattern their grandmothers had used…

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f-s 4

and then we saw some more quilts…

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with the best/worst story of this quilt…

car quilt

which Deanna rescued from her brother who was using it on the roof of his car to pad his bike….arggghhh?!

and then we  had some coffee and did some work…



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See you in July at my house!

My Brilliant (New) Career(s)


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2016 has been quite the year so far.  In January, with Dayna Collins and Tory Brokenshire, I took on the Compass Gallery at the Willamette Heritage Center…shows that change monthly, and Thursday we put up a new show called “Mark Making”.



I wrote an essay for a book just out compiled by Salem-ite Deleen Riley Wills (book signing this Thursday in the Compass Gallery 5-7).



AND I arranged to teach two classes…though I have never taught in my life.  As luck would have it, the classes were back to back this past weekend which, though tiring, DID shove all the “teaching-anxiety” onto one week.  Verdict?  Total FUN!

Friday I showed up at the Art Department (our local and wonderful art supply store) and this is what it looked like from the novice teacher’s point of view….

Class 1 drawiingclass 2 drawing

oh my gosh, what if it’s like a party where nobody comes?  Of course, they all came and were lively, interested and polite…the subject?  “The Habit of Drawing”…keeping a sketchbook as a way of thinking one’s way through what drawing means and does for us as artists.  They were all given a small and portable Moleskine drawing book, asked to draw 15 minutes a day, given a list of possible “prompts”, and they will return to the classroom next Friday when we will have “show and tell.”  It was a totally fun morning.  Stay tuned for results (if anybody lets me photograph…)

Saturday morning nine quilters joined me for an “Improv Quilt” class up in the studio classroom.

Quilt classroomClass 2 quilts

Several of the attendees had seen a quilt of mine last year and wanted me to do a class.  (Here are two versions of my quilt…)

Quilt 1Quilt 2

As it was an improv quilt I agreed, only if they were willing to “wing it” and plunge in without patterns.  They were.

class quilts 3

And here’s that part that teachers of these sorts of creative classes all know (but don’t necessarily divulge)  the teacher learns MORE from the students than vice versa.

They started slowly, gaining speed as they worked and chatted…jokes, politics, food, families, the weddings of children, creative work and the balancing of a creative life with a “day job”…pretty much every subject you can imagine.  I sat quietly behind, quilting away and enjoying the work and the chat.  At the end I asked them all to   share their pieces, and was delighted on the totally different look each student had come up with.



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Hoping for news of finishes….






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Oregon has SO many treasures that one’s summer schedule could be filled with just visiting places right here at home.  If you haven’t been to Timberline Lodge up on the slopes of Mt. Hood though, let me suggest you think about going.    It’s a beautiful and historic building, filled with important Oregon art, good food and amazing views.   Roger gave a talk up there last fall for the 40th anniversary of the “Friends of Timberline” group, and in return he received one free night’s lodging.  The room offer was set to expire June 1st, so last week we zoomed up to do a sleepover…all the more fun because though we’ve been to Timberline several times over the years, we had never stayed there.

The lodge was built in 1939 in 18 months as a CCC and WPA work project and put hundreds of people to work including many artists and crafts people.  Furniture, rugs, draperies and bedspreads, hardware…all hand made just for the lodge.  President and Mrs. Franklin Roosevelt were in the region for the opening of the Bonneville Dam and came on to do the dedication for Timberline Lodge on the same day…there’s a nice film loop in the lobby with Roosevelt’s recorded address…

Timberline 1

The way up the mountain took a while and the weather was glowering, promising low photo views…

way up

but a warm welcome at the lodge where the big fireplaces had wood fires going…

greeting fire

and Henk Pander’s big (larger than life size) portrait of Richard Kohnstamm was right there as you check in…


He’s holding the lodge in his right hand and for good reason…in the mid-1950’s, only 15 years after construction, the lodge…due to mismanagement and deferred maintenance…was in rough shape (with broken windows, ruined drapes and bedspreads).  It was Kohnstamm that refurbished the lodge and made it into the showplace it is today…with a new wing added in the 1970’s, and a day-use lodge that takes some of the heavy foot traffic from skiers and boarders OUT of the historic building (these days there’s a sign outside stating that skis and boards are not allowed inside the historic building).

We headed to our room on the third floor, noting the shape of the door at the end of the hall…




room detail

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and we read in the room brochure that “that shape” was the Timberline arch and is repeated throughout the lodge…

Timberline shape

Not much of a view today…

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so we took ourselves on a self-guided tour.  No need for a brochure as we were in familiar company all the way.  On the ground floor we found Manuel Izquierdo’s portrait bust of former Portland Art Museum curator Rachel Griffin…

Rachael by Izquierdo

and as we climbed the stairs the wonderful carved newel posts delighted…


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the first floor has the terrific Barlow Room…formerly a snack bar, now used for special events…


which is home to the amazingly beautiful, original and creative carved-linoleum murals BY Doug Lynch…(in fact our last visit to Timberline was to Doug Lynch’s memorial service in this room)


Lynch 1

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Here’s Harry Wentz of the Museum School (now PNCA) faculty doing a little drawing…

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The pieces that were behind the snack bar were scrubbed until there was no color, and then removed and put in the attic…luckily they are (palely) back in place…



also on the first floor is the Cascade dining room…where we learned from our waiter (the person on the far right) that he hitch-hikes up to work from the town Government Camp below the lodge, and then there is a ski-trail that allows them to ski or board home…and that he has worked here for three years as it affords him year-round snow boarding.

Cascade dining room

and on this level also the surprisingly cozy sitting areas filled with original huge and heavy furniture…



sitting by the fire

then up to the second level where there are lots of paintings by familiar folk including William Givler…


Charles Heaney…


(but the big beautiful Heaney painting “The Mountain” was out for renovation or on loan)…by now it was dinner time, or at least cocktail hour…

martini time

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and if you climb up to the crow’s nest you can pass Henk Pander’s beautiful portrait of CS Price (I love the imaginative quality here and am so glad this portrait is on public view…)


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and wander into the new CS Price wing to see “the Huckleberry Pickers”

Huckleberry pickers 1

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in close proximity to sculptor Tom Hardy’s “Ravens” of 1975…


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a fitting memorial to Hardy, who died last month…

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We didn’t have to dash outside for a view of the lodge at night in the snow as the elevator provided these nice Ray Atkinson views…

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Atkinson 1

Atkinson 3

We awoke the next morning to snow …

morning snow

but to better views up the mountain…

Friday morniing view

mountain view 2

mountain view

the valley still veiled in clouds and mist over the day lodge…

day lodge-no view

and off we went, around the east side of Mt. Hood…

east side view

and on in to White Salmon to George and Jennifer’s where we took a north-side long view from their deck…

Mt Hood room view

and, eventually after a little weekend frolicking, home.  Plan a visit, you won’t be sorry…in fact make your list of iconic Oregon places and get going.   Been up to Crown Point in the Gorge and Multnomah Falls?  Crater Lake?  Cannon Beach?  the summer lies ahead!






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