IONTW – September 17, 2017

TODAY! The Roadworks steamroller printing extravaganza at SFCB, San Francisco, CA and Grand Opening with printing demonstration at Mission Gallery now in Cambria, CA.

Meanwhile, in Canadia… linking people who want to farm with land to farm.

Micayla Gatto mixes her on and off bike art.

That guitar might have been something else before it was a guitar!

The Waffle House Index.


I’m not sure if it’s because I grew up in a small town or that it was a long time ago, but the only flavor I remember It’s-It being was Vanilla. So, to me, that’s It. But maybe I’ll have to try the Mint.

Open House at Sonoma County Taiko in Santa Rosa, CA on Saturday, Sept 30. 10 am – 4 pm.

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Peter Koch Printer: A Forty-year Retrospective

As the repository of Peter Koch‘s papers from 1972 to present, along with a complete collection of books, portfolios and printed ephemera, Stanford University Library Special Collections is uniquely equipped to mount the exhibit Peter Koch Printer: A Forty-year Retrospective, currently on display in the Bing Wing of the Green Library. The exhibit follows Koch from his early years in Montana, publishing the “cowboy surrealist literary journal” Montana Gothic from 1974-1977 through his move to the Bay Area, where he has continued to work with a variety of poetry and the Idea of the West. The exhibit web page has a great description of what is on display. Known for fine printing and typographic design, Koch also founded and is co-director of the Codex Foundation with paper conservator Susan Filter.

It’s an amazing and wonderful show, although of course everything is under glass, open to a single spot, which is somewhat frustrating when you know there is a whole book. In some cases there were more than one copy, so you did get to see more than one spread, and they did have a slide show of many of the books, so you could get a sense of the entire contents, although not to scale, and the virtual pages automatically turned on a timer, with no lingering and going back. Makes me realize again what a treat it was to sit with a copy of The Lost Journal of Sacajewea.

Even though you can’t page through the books, seeing them in person does give a sense of the size and materials used, which you never get even from the best electronic representations. It was cool to see the walnut box that the Point Lobos suite is housed in. Sad to read that fifty something of the edition were destroyed in the Oakland Hills fire. ohand Zebra Noise with a flatted seventh… sigh.

In addition to the work there was biographical information. One quote that grabbed me: “My own approach [to designing a book] is to immerse myself in the material. To indulge my curiosity. Once I have all the bits and pieces around me, I begin to see a pattern or a geometry appear. The project becomes alive with possibility, and that life requires close attention and a sympathetic imagination. The challenge is to find simple and elegant solutions to the sometimes complex problems that the material contains. To cut close to the bone of meaning and content.” (emPHAsis mine)

Sadly no pictures – we had to go through a somewhat clunky registration process to enter the library, and there were stern warnings about several things, including no photography, and the gatekeeper took his job very seriously. Photos probably wouldn’t do the work justice anyway. So you’ll just have to go yourself – the exhibit is up possibly into October – there’s no end date on the website, so I had to (gasp) call to make sure it was still there when I was passing by on Monday and had a chance to stop by. The person I spoke with said end of September, maybe October, so if you are going to go call and make sure it’s still up. If you’re not a member of the Stanford community you’ll need some form of government issued identification to get into the Library.

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OK, maybe a little frustrated by the different pace of cutting and pasting, and also the then for what? I’ll just have a different stack of paper… so last week printed a bunch of card backs (C&P FTW!!!) and then this week couldn’t stay away from the press going to print some, just *some*, really, of the cards before collaging, although then of course I ended up liking how some of them look as they are and the suggestions of other things to print oh such delicious shapes and hey a bunch of Es with hats! how fun is that?! and the allthesilvers ink but just want it to be one element tone it down a bit ooops forgot don’t really need much going into the transparent mix it down again oh still maybe more than I’d first thought but whatever

then yesterday’s Poem of the Day, which was actually, oddly enough for a Thursday, was Thursday, had an About This Poem that seemed apropos: “Though I’d rather make poems than anything else, I’ve discovered over the years that I really have only one way of doing things, and, on a good day, I can inhabit the primal pleasure of making almost anything. This poem tries to honor what seems to me both the meticulous work and the ineffable magic of making.” —James Longenbach

though I’d rather be printing… there can be other making. and indeed, it is all meticulous work and ineffable magic

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2016 SFR Old Cazadero 300kNot

I was zero for two on the Adventure Series for the year, but what the heck, I signed up for Old Caz. 300k is a little easier to fake your way through than 400 or 600. Or so I told myself.

There was a solid turn out of the usual suspects, and we rolled off into the dark which became a silver morning. Quite a number stuck together, and then some others who hadn’t started with us caught up around the shooting range. Jason said he was late as he’d forgotten to poop. How do you forget that?! He then wanted to know if I was planning to finish this one. “Yeah… well, I’m planning to not throw up. Have fun. That’s the primary objective. Not throw up. Finish.”

There were some teases of clearing, but it didn’t stick until we were almost to Freestone, where YES we did stop at Wild Flour. YUM! We continued on to the official control at Occidental, where Scott figured out why he was hearing a periodic scraping noise. I also got to admire Angela and Jon’s awesome socks and Jon’s well-balanced snacks.

Old Caz, the ride’s namesake road, was splendid as always, and there was still a solid group riding together, which was fun. We had snack stop at the Cazadero Store. An It’s-It seemed like a good idea, and Eric got a bottle of champagne. He offered it around and everyone else declined, but I had some.

It all went down nicely and seemed to be sitting well, but as soon as the climbing started on Fort Ross Road I was off the back – I didn’t seem to have any power and then had a ferocious attack of the sleepies. No idea if it was the champagne or not getting enough sleep the previous week catching up with me or what, but I could hardly keep my eyes open. If I’d been riding by myself I probably would have taken a little ditch nap, but I didn’t want the others ahead to worry so I soldiered on.

I didn’t figure or at least I hoped that not all of them would wait – it was great riding with them, but no point holding everyone up – but there was Eric. I did have a nice chat with two cyclists who were loaded up and headed out for a weekend camping at the Coast. They had stopped and were sitting on the side of the road having a snack break. “It’s all about the snacks.” That perked me up for a bit but once I was on my own again the sleepies returned.

OK, just make it to the top of the hill. That’s probably where Eric stopped to wait. The faster you go the sooner you can stop for a nap. Oh sleepy. So. Sleepy. C’mon, you can make it.

Eventually I did, well, not quite to the top – Eric had stopped for a ditch nap himself, at a wide spot just before the ridge. I joined him. It felt SO GOOD to close my eyes. Despite some evil flies (I know, do I really need to say evil?) I managed to get some good rest – or at least enough to banish the sleepies.

OK! What were we doing? Riding bikes. I sat up. Ugh. Sleepies were gone, but now my tummy was not so happy. WTH?! I sat a while and it didn’t get any worse, so I stood up. Well, so much for that not throwing up on this ride thing. Boo.

I sat back down and regrouped, eventually deciding I’d be able to limp to Jenner, and then reassess. Eric was super patient with my delay and slow riding pace. In Jenner he got me a ginger ale and some plain crackers. I sat in the sun with my eyes closed, semi-dozing and nursing the ginger ale. It stayed down, so I moved on to the crackers, which also stayed down, and I got back to almost normal feeling.

Almost good enough to suggest continuing on to Willow Creek, but not quite. I certainly wasn’t feeling the mental fortitude to get myself all the way back to San Francisco, but I do like the Willow Creek. Which is actually one of the reasons I decided to not risk turning it into a death march, but rather just go the path of least resistance back to Santa Rosa.

So we headed inland on 116/River Road, catching the magic light as we neared town. I felt much better as we rode, and I was able to eat the rest of the crackers and they stayed down. Hooray! I was a little disappointed to (again) not finish the brevet edition (hopefully I’m not jinxing this year’s), but it was nice to know that I could recover from an unhappy tummy and get back on the road and get home under my own power. I was only one for three on the objectives for the day – having fun, not throwing up, finishing – but it was the important one – having fun!

Thank you to everyone I got to spend some part of this ride with, and to Eric for being so generous and helpful and sticking with my when I bailed out.

Ride date: September 17, 2016

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IONTW – September 10, 2017

Advice from a Food Desert.

There’s a word for That. An incredibly specific one that you’ll probably never actually seriously use, but there’s a word.

Be nice to your houseplants!

Me. You. Us. Whose story is it?

So much going on next Sunday Sept 17th: Cambria, CA – Grand Opening of Mission Gallery’s new location. San Francisco, CA – SFCB Roadworks Steamroller Printing Festival!

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another thing I don’t understand, #279

150 popsicle – erm, craft – sticks for $3.49

1000 for $5.99

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Buffalo Bill Center of the West

The Buffalo Bill Center of the West is not one, not two, but FIVE!!! – that’s right, FIVE! – museums and a research library of allthethings of the American West. The five museums are the Buffalo Bill Museum, the Plains Indians Museum, the Whitney Western Art Museum, the Draper Natural History Museum, and the Cody Firearms Museum. All are well done, and one could easily spend the better part of a day or more in each one. In fact, it turns out admission is good for two days!

We had been going by it whenever we went out, as it was close to where we were staying. We had the morning free the day we flew out, so decided to go check it out, and I’m glad we did. We actually entered through the Natural History Museum, since it was closest to our hotel, and I didn’t realize there was actually a main entrance with an atrium opening out to all five museums and, of course, the gift shop.

I was mostly interested in seeing the Art Museum, but, since I was there did the fly through of the other museums. Even with the objective of getting over to look at the art it was difficult to make it through the other galleries quickly. So much cool stuff to see!

The Art Museum had a variety of two and three dimensional works spanning from early exploration of the West by Europeans through to the present day. It was fascinating to see how the Idea of “The West” has been captured and presented in so many different ways. The museum also includes replicas of the studios of Frederic Remington and Alexander Phimister Proctor.

In addition to the Museums’ collections there are special exhibits and a wide variety of events. It would have been neat to see one of the raptor shows, but maybe next time. Any one of the Museums would be worth a visit, and it’s pretty amazing that they are all in the same location. Even with a big group, there should be something for everyone. Put it on your list for the next time you’re in Cody, WY!

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