Monday, June 8, 2015

MONDAY MURAL: WINDOWS ON THE PAST


Preserving Walla Walla's History


In a forward-thinking move in 1993, the Blue Mountain Arts Alliance (a non-profit arts organization now known as ArtWalla) rescued this hand-carved sandstone facade of the 1902 Henry Osterman-designed Odd Fellows Temple in Downtown Walla Walla before the building was razed. The facade was relocated to Heritage Park on Main Street where it stood empty until 2010 when the colorful "Windows on the Past" was installed.


Historical photos, many depicting the ethnic and cultural diversity of people in the Valley form 1850-1950, are inserted into the spaces where there were once windows. According to the artist in charge of the project, Jeanne McMenamy, "The over-arching goal of this project was to build intercultural understanding in the creation of a compelling, permanent public artwork designed to celebrate the community's multicultural ancestors. Previously underrepresented and alienated groups are now included in a major downtown installation, and see their family treasures depicted in a rich tapestry of pattern and color." 

Each window is made using a porcelain enamel-on-steel process which renders the finished product extremely durable and low maintenance. For more info: https://www.codaworx.com/project/windows-on-the-past-artwalla

Saturday, June 6, 2015

AIN'T NOTHIN' LIKE THE REAL THING, BABY

An American Favorite


During my travels, the Italian food was incredible and the French food fantastic, but nothing beats a good ole' American hamburger and fries from Marcy's in Walla Walla. Especially when it's a 'Crunch Burger' made with a custom-grind all beef patty from Walla Walla's Blue Valley Meats and served on a toasty bun by John's Wheatland Bakery along with bacon, sweet frizzled onion, Tillamook cheddar, bbq sauce, tomato, and lettuce. Mmmmm!


 For a slightly healthier version, substitute a side salad instead of the fries.


Add an icy cold vodka-cran from the Happy Hour menu, and I'm a happy camper.



Wednesday, June 3, 2015

THINGS THAT DRIVE ME CRAZY #2

Who Does This?
 Leaves one lone shopping cart . . .

 four parking spaces away from the cart corral.

I guess it's job security for these two guys.

GEE BUT IT'S GREAT TO BE BACK HOME


These little piggies had a good soak . . .

these little piggies were painted red . . .

and all the little piggies cried "Hip, hip, hurray" all the way home! 

Monday, June 1, 2015

CDP THEME DAY--JUNE, 2015


Freeway of Love by Aretha Franklin


We goin' ridin' on the freeway of love
Wind's against our back
We goin' ridin' on the freeway of love
In my pink Cadillac

  
For me, a pink Cadillac convertible reeks retro-style and is so fitting a photo for this Walla Walla girl who grew up in the 50s and 60s in the Motor City, aka Detroit, Michigan, also the home of Aretha Franklin. While not pink, I do remember having a series of Cadillacs in our garage over the years since my father worked for General Motors for 30+ years. Sweet memories!





Saturday, May 2, 2015

REVOLUTION MULTIPLIED

This was to be my theme day photo, until I had another "happy accident" leaving Walla Walla on Monday, April 27. So I'm posting it on my blog because why waste two perfectly good photos?

The . . .wheels, gears, pedals, chains, legs . . . go round and round, round and round . . .*


  The racers in a criterium go round and round, round and round . . .*

*Sung to the tune of the classic children's song "The Wheels on the Bus."

Tuesday, April 28, 2015

SIGNS OF THE SEASON



Asparagus once rivaled the Walla Walla Sweet Onion for farmland, but with the closing of Green Giant and other local canneries, few commercial fields are planted with this springtime delicacy. Fortunately there are several local farms that still grow the crop to offer fresh asparagus this time of year.



Sunday, April 26, 2015

CHILDREN, IT'S SPRING BY MARY OLIVER

Self-seeding white violets populate my garden each spring.

And this is the lady
Whom everyone loves,
Ms. Violet
in her purple gown


Or, on special occasions,
A dress the color
Of sunlight. She sits
In the mossy weeds and waits

To be noticed.
She loves dampness.
She loves attention.
She loves especially

To be picked by careful fingers,
Young fingers, entranced
By what has happened
To the world.


We, the older ones,
Call in Spring,
And we have been through it
Many times.

But there is still nothing
Like the children bringing home
Such happiness
In their small hands.


Saturday, April 25, 2015

JIMGERMANBAR AS ART



Citrus, aromatiques, liquors--tools of the craft cocktail



Paella pans (actually used) as art along the wall of the adjoining dining room



Two views from inside out . . .


 . . . and from outside in.