Monday, December 20, 2010
Doctor Howard Wolfe lives in our building with his wife of sixty years, Frances. You may have seen her portrait here, about a hundred posts back. Today, at age ninety-one, he still takes walks and remains engaged with the world around him. On warm days he can usually be found outside, enjoying the sunshine, always with a book or magazine in hand.
During World War II, he served in both major theaters, including surviving the Normandy invasion of France. Toward the end of the war he was transferred to the Pacific Theater and assigned to a hospital ship. The day he went aboard, a steward asked what his initials were. He found this very curious indeed and asked the steward what in the world could he possibly want with his initials. The steward replied that every officer has their initials placed on their personal napkin ring in the wardroom where meals are taken. Howard still laughs heartily at the memory and tells of his amazement at how well he was treated, even being an Army doctor!
He had a long and distinguished medical career following the war and proudly states that he cared for over 55,000-patients during those years. Howard is a wonderful friend and we feel exceptionally lucky to have met him and his lovely wife, Frances.
Saturday, December 18, 2010
Every day on the way to the studio I pass this magnificent beast, but today I decided it was time to snap a photo to share. This grand sculpture of an elk stands in downtown Portland, on a pedestal which splits a street into two parts.
I have no idea who added the holiday decoration, but I like it.
This lovely lady is the mother of Jack Parker, my longest surviving and best friend. The reference photo was taken in the dining room of Jack and his wife, Chris's vacation home on Bainbridge Island, Washington.
The room is painted in a beautiful yellow and between it and the incandescent lighting, the influence was quite powerful.
Look familiar? Boredom is a double-edged sword and this is proof. What the hell...it's only paint.
Update: "I'm Bac-c-k". It's a re-do. I just love painting on such a rough, banged-up canvas.
Friday, December 10, 2010
Thought I'd give you a glimpse into my former life. This was taken during the first Gulf War in 1991. As we parked the aircraft and shut down the engines, a lineman asked if I were a terrorist. I quickly replied, "No, I'm a tourist!" Everyone had a good laugh at that.
It's a little difficult to see many details of the cockpit, but compared to today's aircraft, this is so-o-o basic.
It doesn't seem possible it was nearly twenty years ago!
A friend and fellow painter, Richard Cork, joined me at the Portland Art Museum yesterday to view an exhibition of the paintings and sculpture of Lee Kelly. After a most enjoyable couple of hours there, we walked to Southpark Restaurant to have lunch.
Southpark Restaurant is a very nice place to dine and the outside of the place is very unusual. A gigantic salmon appears to be swimming through a corner of the building. Very clever to use an icon of the Pacific Northwest to decorate the building. Sorry for the poor quality of the photo, but it was taken several years ago when digital cameras didn't have the capabilities we all take for granted today.
Lunch, by the way, was delicious!