As we head into fall I’ve been thinking about the solitary winter ahead. Gathering now seems like an unbelievable luxury. Hugging is a slim memory. Yesterday a small gathering was had when George and Aaron and Jackie met us at the Hallie Ford Museum of Art to see the Clifford Gleason exhibition (Clifford Gleason: The […]
This quarantine has provided us with a lot of sad moments, a lot of “meh” moments, and a few very exciting moments. In May the Clifford Gleason and Bonnie Hull exhibits were due to open but…alas, Covid 19. Today though, today was one of those very exciting moments. Today was the first open day in […]
Here’s a sneak preview of a terrific exhibit that will open without fanfare at the Hallie Ford Museum of Art on August 20th, closing October 31, 2020 (open Tuesday through Saturday, 12-5…masks required.) It brings together much of the existing major work of Salem/Portland painter Clifford Gleason (1913-1978). I’ve long been a major fan of […]
We are still hopeful that these two exhibits will see the light of day opening August 20th with no events or fanfare. “We” includes the curator of both exhibits Roger Hull, and me. Roger Hull has been working on the Clifford Gleason exhibit “Clifford Gleason: The Promise of Paint” (monograph of the same title due […]
Mostly this time since March 13th, when quarantine began here, has been…well…flat. A medical, cultural and economic crisis continues to whirl in the big world but we have been confined to a little world (and while I consider it to have been “flat”, the curator thinks it has been a reverie, a calming time of […]
When did Police become soldiers? Maybe when so many people came home from our many wars as soldiers and stepped into police jobs? Maybe when drugs began to shift lives so dramatically in all communities? Maybe when weapons became glorified and began to be more than tools? Though we know through the law of averages […]
This would have been the Garden Tour day, Patrick’s wedding in Idaho, tomorrow the kids and the grands would have arrived for the summer. The world would not be in turmoil and contaminated…if only…if only… So this post is for my reading group. We are three…one in Denver, one in Santa Fe, and me. We […]
It turns out my exhibit, “Memory as Myth”…due to open today at the Hallie Ford Museum of Art, was perfectly titled. On June 6th Roger Hull’s Clifford Gleason exhibit “The Promise of Paint” was to have a grand opening and it would be the opening reception for me too. So we join artists and curators […]
Just some words from other people for you today…William Stafford (thanks Jennifer) You Reading This, Be Ready Starting here, what do you want to remember? How sunlight creeps along a shining floor? What scent of old wood hovers, what softened sound from outside fills the air? Will you ever bring a better […]
So…I’m beginning to feel odd. I’m tired of the internet. I’m tired of inspirational messages about …everything. I’m tired of myself and generating self-oriented content daily for projects. My hair’s too long. I’m feeling like a cannibal, like I’m eating myself alive…so I adapted Heidi Grew’s clay piece to fit my Monday morning blues. I […]
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