About a year ago, I received an email that professor Michelle Grabner would be one of the three curators of the 2014 Whitney Biennial Show. I asked Grabner if I could shadow her on her year long adventure of artist selection.
The Whitney press office dismissed my project.
Looking out the living room window of our duplex on Iliamna Drive I couldn’t have missed Ruby on her hands and knees furiously yanking from the flower bed my newly transplanted flowers.
We were new to Alaska, having lived our first year on Government Hill and new to the neighborhood, Susitna View Park, just west of Turnagain-By-the-Sea subdivision, where Mel and Ruby lived. Their son, Norman, and I had become friends. The year was 1954.
My love for Brussels sprouts extends far and deep, years before they became a fad at hip eateries in Chicago and San Francisco. It all goes back to a time when the idea finding a fresh Brussels sprouts at the grocery store in Fairbanks was unthinkable, and so ours came to the dinner table via frozen baggies from the super market.
It all goes back to a time when Holly and I were obsessed with Barbies.
Here’s a highlight reel of my best aurora nights in 2013, including THE best St. Patrick’s Day aurora display. That was an epic night in Alaska with an EPIC FLIGHT to the stars!
2014 has great potential. We are still in the peak phase of the solar cycle and on any given night, predicted or not predicted, there can be a light show that will set you free.
Artists love to exchange their wares with fellow craftsmen. I still have chimes my older daughter, Jenn, made in kindergarten almost forty years ago.
So when my friend Lawrence Vescera mailed me his sci-fi tome, Kiss It All Goodbye, I was thrilled to turn off reruns of The Borgias, pour some tea and begin the enchantment while forgetting icy roads outside my cozy nook.
My friend Laura asked me to make her new little one a tiny football hat. I was definitely up to the challenge.
I was surprised how few knitted patterns there were floating around Pinterest. Most of the patterns are crochet, which can be made very quickly, but for a football hat I think knit has more room for detail.
Hurry, you can still make it to Dena’Ina Way of Living with its preserved artifacts and dioramic recreations. But not to worry, the exhibition catalog will be available after the show closes.
Dena’inaq’ Huch’ulyeshi, the Dena’Ina Way of Living illustrates how a population lived thousands of years ago without electricity, running water and modern medicine; be humbled by those who came before.
For Christmas this year, my adorable nieces in Fairbanks gave me the holiday death plague. Complete with hacking cough, sore throat, congestion…you get the idea. I feel like death warmed over.
In my delirious, sick-y state I decided I needed to bake something. I know, I know. I’m a terrible baker.
Spoken Word is not a new art form, it is seen throughout history in the form of storytelling, oral history and song.
Now Spoken Word is unraveling into an international movement, looking to promote the voices of the voiceless, focusing specifically on teens.
The internet said eighty degree weather in California the first week of December. So, husband Dave and I left our mittens in the car before flying to Los Angeles for a bankruptcy conference and Fall art.
Sitting in our hotel room later, I kept hearing Sinatra singing, “hate California, it’s cold and it’s damp.” Catalina Island looked like a cake submerged in whipped cream.
Eagle River’s Kastle’s Kreations, purveyor of quality cupcakes, recently won big on TV’s Cupcake Wars with their Lemon Rosemary Smoked Salmon cupcake.
Here is the recipe, direct from Kastle’s Kreations – in case you’re adventurous enough to try it yourself!
I don’t know if a Sunday has ever gone by without my dad eating poached eggs. I’ve never really been one for traditional breakfast meals and much prefer cereal with berries and yogurt.
But, after 30 years, I decided it is time I get on the grown-up breakfast bandwagon.
Tarri Thurman has been a metalsmith for 10 years. Originally a hairdresser from Ann Arbor, Michigan, she moved to Alaska in 1995, working a variety of jobs from back hoe operator to arborist to pizza maker.
She sold my first piece of artwork as an apprentice, off the bench, before it was completed.