A DEFINITION OF BOULDER, COLORADO



 

Here I am. Settled at last in Boulder,Colorado. Time to begin blogging again. Time to clarify these new surroundings. Boulder has me buffaloed. So, here are my thoughts.

 

A Definition of Boulder, Colorado

  It is a place where there’s a lot of sex going on.

A place where you can quickly cross the street after you punch the big silver button and the little white-man figure lights up. A safe crossing place. A place with too many cars. A place where everyone rides a bicycle. A place where exhaust fumes are so potent so you can’t walk along the sidewalk on Arapahoe Ave. A place of dizziness. A scary place.

    It is a place of green. Fresh green trees. Summer shade. Where noxious weeds are the battle ground, not Afganistan.

    A place where the newspaper is called a camera.

    It’s a place where the language has strange words that begin with “eco.” Ecodoggiebag. Ecoefficient. Ecogreenoffice. Ecologic. Econatural. Ecofuture. Ecohandyman, ecoarts, ecochange, ecogreen.

    A place where my dog can poop on the floor of McGuckins Hardware Store and no one gets angry. A place where I can’t shop because my dog is the attraction, not me, the customer. In this place there are many Golden Labs. Outside of this place there are horses.

    A young place. There are no old people. A place with no gray hairs, white hairs, or blue hairs. They are sent to Arizona or Florida.

    The place is terrifying. Where I worry about death by a bicycle racing along Boulder Creek Bike Path. Along the path floods rage. Soggy wet sleeping bags and undergarments lay in fearsome dark places abandoned in the mud along the Creek.

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BUFFALO: BY HOT NEW ARTIST FROM BOULDER, COLORADO


Check out this beauty! I found it here in Boulder, Colorado.

Wandered into the Rumours Hair Studio and met this wildly incredible Italian hair stylist who also happens to be the hottest artist in town.

Frances Marino is sizzling with prizes. Her painting, The Pearl Horse, was just chosen for advertising of the Louisville Fine Arts Show. Another, Mares and Foals, is to be published in The International Horse Art book. Best yet, she’s just won 2nd in the Boulder Arts Association Show “The West, 150 Years of Boulder, Colorado” with the painting, Horses West of Boulder.

Hit this link and you can see them all—and more. http://www.Frances-Marino.artistwebsites.com

This shining gal, Frances Marino, isn’t all horses, but she’s sure all West. Check out Things Are about to Change or a stunning abstract like The Heart is a Lonely Hunter.

But then, you all know my favorites would be the buffalos, don’t you?

You can get BUFFALOed at:
http://www.amazon.com/Buffaloed-Fairlee-Winfield/dp/1439200998

A Secret Gem of Arizona: The Desert Caballeros Western Museum


         


 

THE NAVAJO Charles M. Russell 1919

Permanent Collection of Desert Caballeros Western Museum

It’s hard to believe that the tiny town of Wickenburg, Arizona (population something less than 7,000) could have one of the best and most comprehensive collections of early Western cowboy art. Just about anybody who is anybody as a 20th century Western artist is represented here. In this charming setting, you’ll find the entire panorama of Western art including works by the early explorer artists: landscape painters, the Taos Society, founders of the Cowboy Artists of America, and examples of more recent schools with new perspectives from impressionism to realism. You’ll see George Catlin, Albert Bierstadt, Frederic Remington, Joseph Henry Sharp, Oscar Berninghaus, Joe Beeler, Harrison Begay, and even a stunning large bronze by Earle Heikka.

This museum took my breath away! It’s small and intimate. You feel you belong there. You can almost hear the artist’s voices spinning tall tales. I know my favorite Charlie Russell was there telling one of his yarns filled with his delightful profanity. Bob Fjeld, a handsome docent, said he preferred Russell’s bronzes, but for me, Heikka is the prize winner. I think Bob must be one of my long lost Norse kin from Montana.

And then, before you can catch your breath you’re over at The Old Livery Mercantile, Inc. on Tegner Street trying on Cowboy Hats and buying real Arizona silver and turquoise jewelry. Brett and Mary Ann Gerasim at the Old Livery have a motto. “Don’t hurry—this is Wickenburg!”

I love Wickenburg.


RECIPE FOR OLD-FASHIONED NORWEGIAN WAFFLES


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Every day of her life my Norwegian grandmother, Ovidia, cooked waffles for breakfast.  This is the recipe she gave me.  These are not the puffy, thick Belgian things, and they’re not the crispy tear-your-mouth-out American things—they’re soggy and DELICIOUS.

IN A BOWL                         2 cups flour

                                                pinch of salt

                                                2 heaping tsp. baking powder

                                                1 tsp. sugar

                                                1 tbs. oil

 ADD                                       2  eggs

                                                2 cups buttermilk

 Mix it all up.  Batter should be thick and pour slowly like molten lava.  I put in a drop of Mexican vanilla to make them smell good while baking.  Ovidia wouldn’t have done this.

The Joachim Beuckelaer painting above, Making Waffles, is from the mid-1500s.  Check out the guy on the right.  He seems to have something other than waffles on his mind.  And OH MY GOSH,  it looks like they’re having fish, not bacon with their waffles.

 

 

Thanks for the interview Heidi


What great fun doing the blog interview with Heidi Thomas.  I met Heidi last month at the Arizona Festival of the West.  We’re both members of Western Writers of America and were there signing our books.  I didn’t get a picture of Heidi but I’ll post some of the other participants.  Can anyone give me their names?

Which painting below is a forgery of a famous Charlie Russell painting?


russell-forgery2russell-painting1        Make a guess.  Send me a comment with the reasons for your choice, and I’ll give you some insight into art forgeries.

How do you know when it’s a forgery?

 

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SPIRIT OF THE WEST


   

Our Spirit of the West <b>ARIZONA DEEUUD</b>

Our Spirit of the West ARIZONA DEEUUD

 I went to a meeting of my Meet-Up group “Spirit of the West” last night. Most of us go dressed in western gear. One of these days I’ll learn how to put pictures on this blog and I’ll post them. My novel BUFFALOed is about the famous Cowboy Artist, Charlie Russell, who was in large part responsible for creating the all-American hero, the cowboy. So, I like to hang out with these people. I met a fellow there, C. L. “Lee” Anderson who is a true 1880’s Arizona Cowboy. He’s a re-enactor and does he ever look authentic. In programs for schools and at special events, Lee and his trusty horse Dusty bring 1880’s Arizona back to life. The real Arizona cowboy, not the Hollywood or Charlie Russell myth. Lee says the American cowboy never would have existed without the Spanish Colonial Vaqueros, the ones who knew how to handle horses.