Sept 2017 - Opening at Peters Projects, Santa Fe

Hi friends and family,

We had a few days at home and at Magnolia between Burning Man and Santa Fe, mostly trying to take care of business at Magnolia in preparation for being away. Fortunately, we have some very competent staff, so we feel we leave Magnolia in good hands.

Don was busy making handmade paper, both 16th century style linen and hemp and also paper made from shredded US currency, which is linen and cotton rag, for artist Santiago Montoya.

Some artists were in to work on different projects: Here is Guillermo Galindo (composer, musician and visual artist) with his finished piece, which is going down to the Huntington Library to be shown as part of Pacific Standard Time. 

Alice Shaw with assistance from her sister Whitney working on her large-scale mural for San Francisco International Airport a little earlier this summer. 

Installation view of Alice Shaw's No Other Lands Their Glory Know at SFO; photo by Allison Chapas

For more on this project:

We watched a live feed of the Temple burning. For those who don’t know, the temple is filled with messages, photographs, mementos, prayers for the deceased. When it burns, it is very emotional; I heard people say they didn’t expect to be affected, but when they were there during the burn, tears poured from their eyes. We didn’t have that same feeling as we lay comfortably in bed, from a distance of 350 miles or so away.

We worked a little more on our vases, only one of which made it into our exhibition I Forget I’m Human at Peters Projects. Two of the three were crooked after firing. That’s ceramics for you.

Flew down to Peters Projects in Santa Fe, New Mexico; the exhibition had already been beautifully installed. Many thanks to gallery director/curator Eileen Braziel and her talented staff and installers.

Speaking to someone from THE Magazine in Santa Fe.

Our Art Notes, which were installed in a long line which wrapped around the wall.

Here are a few more or less true to life size.


Revolutionary in Niqab

Blamer in Chief

Had a great party the night before the opening at the Peters’ house, with some of our terrific Santa Fe friends. Unfortunately, I was too occupied during the party to take any pictures, and if it hadn’t been for Jill Wild, I would have no photos.

Michael Wild perfectly cooking some marinated shrimp

Don Messec grilling some huge salmon steaks. Don ran the College of Santa Fe Print Department for many years and started the Monothon which first brought us to Santa Fe in the nineties.

Jill liked the colors.

Don working on sangria as Charlene Teeters, aka official taster, looks on.

The Opening; again, we must thank Jill Wild for many of these photos. 

Aulos Echo, which is barely visible in the previous photo. In our research we found that the Buddha asked that no images be made of himself, and that he did not want to be worshipped. His followers used a parasol or umbrella over an empty space to represent the Buddha in processions and ceremonies. The parasols became more ornate, many-layered, and eventually pagodas and stupas were modeled after those parasols. 

After opening dinner at Rio Chama; L to R, Artist-ceramicist Gustavo Perez; Art critic, historian Garth Clark; Artist Fernando Andrade; Gallery Director-Ceramics Mark Del Vecchio; Gallery Director Eileen Braziel; Don and Era Farnsworth; friends and representatives of Gustavo Perez.

Photograph by Scott Farnsworth, who was also at the dinner with us, along with Karen Farnsworth and Michael and Jill Wild.

The next day some of us were out getting coffee and we found that the Santa Fe New Mexican had put one of our pieces on their front page and on the cover of their Pasatiempo (a What’s Happening in Santa Fe insert). There was also a nice article in the Santa Fe Arts Journal.

Then a trip to August Muth’s amazing studio. He is currently having a show at Chandra Cerrito Gallery in Oakland.

Jill and Michael Wild mesmerized by one of August’s pieces. When August explains his work on a technical level, I try to keep my eyes from rolling to the back of my head. Not because of disinterest; because it is so mind-blowing and beyond me and I’m trying so hard to understand while my brain is slowly spinning around inside my skull. I did a little better this time than last time.

Bruce Velick trying to understand what’s going on with the 3D image.

Then it was off to Germany the next morning; getting up at 4 am.
Santa Fe to Dallas; Dallas to JFK; JFK to London Heathrow; Heathrow to Hamburg. Remarkably, all went very smoothly. We got a taste of the marvelous German public transport, and wheeled up to our AirBnB in the heart of Hamburg. Our host was waiting for us outside and the apartment was beautiful.

Era and Don