Last night at the MAC, CK addressed a gathering of members of the Spokane chapter of the American Institute of Architects. Following the presentation, he and I were on hand to answer questions and provide piercing insight into the subject of Modern architecture. As can be imagined, fun and frivolity were very much the order of the evening.
Okay, fine. We’ll do one more SPOMa post. (Why? Because we can.) Here’s a story about the exhibit from Steve Jackson over at KPBX. Steve’s a real pro—and the missus tells me I don’t sound like a complete idiot, so there’s that.
Now that everyone’s fully recovered from the celebratory soirée—ashtrays cleaned, empty bottles tossed, farm animals returned to their rightful owners—we can report on last Friday’s SPOMa opening at the Northwest Museum of Arts & Culture: it was an unqualified and resounding success. Above, two attendees in appropriate period attire* gaze at a rare Alvar Aalto model of the library at Mount Angel Abbey (photograph by Photo Ramsey).
*The fact that both ensembles happen to closely match helveticka’s colors is purely coincidental, we can assure you.
Van Cliburn died yesterday. A reluctant cold warrior, the pianist beat the commies at their own game, winning first place at the inaugural International Tchaikovsky Competition in Moscow in 1958. And the best part? He was a Texan. Above, Cliburn and his mother at a performance in Gorkiy in 1962. Photograph by Leonid Bergoltsev.
Hard to believe that, in just three days, SPOMa will finally be opened to the public. Some folks have been waiting for two years for this to happen; others—like regular readers of this blog, who by now have grown weary of the constant reminders that we’re doing an exhibit and prefer the usual hard-hitting investigative reporting and links to cat videos—just want things to go back to normal. Soon, soon.
Oh, and don’t forget to tell all your friends.
Perhaps you’ve heard of the Modern architecture exhibit we’re guest curating at the MAC. No? Well, then. You can read all about it here. In the meantime, to illustrate the lengths to which we’ll go to ensure your museum experience is all that and a bowl of gravy, here’s CK Anderson assuming the mantis position while the boys from Designer Decal survey his technique.
If you thought Modernism was little more than straight lines, mechanized systems, and sterile environments, you’re gonna want to get a load of this gorgeous Alvar Aalto chair at SPOMa: Spokane Modern Architecture, 1948–73. The exhibit opens this Saturday at the Northwest Museum of Arts & Culture. In addition to the sumptuous curves above, you’ll see designs by Eero Saarinen, Charles and Ray Eames, and George Nelson.
Yesterday afternoon, CK Anderson, John Mraz, and the MAC‘s Ryan Hardesty (above) installed the first display shelf and case for the upcoming SPOMa exhibit. Both shelving and hardware were designed by helveticka and fabricated by Hydrafab Northwest; the custom Plexiglas case was built by Perception Plastics. SPOMa opens March 2 and runs for eight months.
It’s the High Priestess of Soul’s birthday today. Nina Simone, the devilishly hard-to-categorize singer, songwriter, and arranger who died in France in 2003, would have been 80. You can read all about her on Wikipedia—and you really ought to, if only to gain a full appreciation of her musical genius—but today, I’d rather you just listened. So here she is with the definitive version of the traditional spiritual “Sinnerman” from her 1965 album Pastel Blues.
Visitors to the upcoming SPOMa exhibit are in for a special treat: a 40′ x 18′ mural, adapted from a 2012 Harold Balazs painting entitled Swimming By. Volunteers, led by Whitworth University associate professor of art Gordon Wilson and with the full participation of Balazs himself, are currently about a third of the way through the project, and should have it completed by Friday.
A few millennia of music history boiled down to a seven-minute video? I wouldn’t have thought it possible. But apart from a few quibbles (The Doors? Seriously?), I’ve got to hand it to Pablo Morales.
Be sure to watch to the very end.
There’s more to a museum exhibit than hanging a few pretty pictures on a wall. First, you need some walls. CK snapped this photo last week as workers at the MAC began construction in preparation for SPOMa, which opens March 2. Painting will be done tomorrow and Wednesday, then display cases installed, then…well, you’ll just have to come see for yourself.
Ah, Valentine’s Day. A holy day of obligation for attached men; weeping, wailing, and gnashing of teeth for single women. Oh, and something about a Christian martyr who was tortured to death in Rome around 269 AD—but let’s not talk about that.
It turns out we can blame Chaucer for the commodification of this particular feast day. In Parliament of Foules (circa 1381), he wrote, “For this was sent on Seynt Valentyne’s day / Whan every foul cometh ther to choose his mate.” It was, as far as we know, the first mention of St. Valentine’s Day as a special day for lovers.
Here’s a decidedly different take on love, circa 1985:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yWhpk-8QLFQ
Yet more evidence that Truman Capote fictionalized parts of In Cold Blood—his celebrated 1966 “nonfiction novel.” But does it really matter?
Unless there’s a larger discrepancy than what’s reported here by the Wall Street Journal, then, well…no. Capote was well-known for his belief that “the taking of notes, much less the use of a tape recorder, creates artifice and distorts or even destroys any naturalness that might exist between the observer and the observed, the nervous hummingbird and its would-be captor.” He committed everything to memory; as soon as an interview was over, he quickly wrote down everything he’d been told. Quite honestly, I’m astonished he got as much right as he did.
Maybe that’s why it doesn’t bother me that, nearly 50 years after In Cold Blood was published, people are still getting their panties in a bunch over its author’s “journalistic sins.” Of course, the fact that the book is an absolute feast of finely tuned prose doesn’t hurt, either.