Oregon history: just a thing of the past?

By Bob Hicks

You can order popular images online at the OHS web site.It’s not often we call attention to a front-page newspaper story — after all, it’s right there on the front page; how could you miss it? — but today we’re doing just that. If you haven’t looked at it yet, please read Still Stuck in the Past, D.K. Row’s front-page story in today’s Oregonian about the continuing woes at the Oregon Historical Society in spite of the five-year levy that Multnomah County voters recently passed to help bail the place out.

This is no hatchet job. D.K.’s story is well-balanced and gives a good insight into the complex issues that have been hurting the society and its museum for years. In a way, OHS offers a disconcerting peek into the future of all sorts of public institutions, from schools to police and street departments, if the tax-revolt and “privatization” bandwagons continue unchecked. If you starve an institution long enough, it starts to make blunders and lose track of what it is and what it’s supposed to be doing.

Certainly the state’s now-you-see-it-but-mostly-you-don’t approach to funding has been a huge contributor to the historical society’s troubles. But the place has also had structural, managerial problems for years, to a certain extent since its glory days under its legendary leader Tom Vaughan.

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It’s Fat Tuesday: join the parade

In Binche, Belgium, Les Gilles, an all-male group of about 1,000 Mardi Gras revelers, wearing their masks; 1982. Photo: Marie-Claire/Wikimedia Commons.

Shrove Tuesday, Fat Tuesday, Carnival, Mardis Gras: Whatever you call it, today’s the day. Mr. and Mrs. Scatter tend not to do the dress-up thing — some days they never get out of their pajamas — but they appreciate a good display by other people. Far be it from them to rain on anyone else’s parade. Mardi Gras happens the world over — the photo above is from Binche, Belgium — but in the United States, today is the day that hordes of people fervently wish they were in New Orleans. Apparently, absinthe makes the heart grow fonder. Eat, drink and be merry, for tomorrow, Lent begins.

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In Binche, Belgium, Les Gilles, an all-male group of about 1,000 Mardi Gras revelers, wearing their masks; 1982. Photo: Marie-Claire/Wikimedia Commons.

OBOB: It’s all about the stories

Oregon Battle of the BooksBy Laura Grimes

Oregon Battle of the Books didn’t disappoint. It was nerve-wracking. And it wasn’t just me.

After the Ninja Unicorns’ sudden-death face-off among three teams for the eighth and final position to move on to the elimination rounds in the regional competition, I poked a dad who graduated from the Naval Academy.

“Tell me that didn’t get to you.”

“Are you kidding? Of course it did.” He slouched all his muscles as if to show the staggering weight. “I’ve been trying to be restrained. I’ve been calling my wife constantly to give her updates.”

I overheard one adult say to another, “I had no idea this could be so intense.”

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Egypt, antiquities, and the fall of Hawass

By Bob Hicks

It appears that Zahi Hawass, Egypt’s legendary minister of antiquities, has become a part of the history he has spent a lifetime trying fiercely, and often controversially, to protect. Judith H. Dobrzyinski, on her blog Real Clear Arts, reports that Hawass has resigned under pressure amid rumors of looting and charges that he himself had been stealing from the Egyptian Museum in Cairo.

Happier times: Zahi Hawass displays a Ptolemaic statue discovered at Taposiris Magna, in northern Egypt, on May 8, 2010. Voice of America/Wikimedia Commons.Read Dobrzynski’s several posts from March 3 and her followup from March 4: It’s a messy situation. And it helps answer a question we raised almost a month ago, in this post from Feb. 8: “What will (Hawass’s) role in any new government be? Can he protect the past and be part of the future, too?”

Art Scatter hasn’t had a lot to say about the revolutions sweeping northern Africa because, frankly, other people know a lot more about the situation than we do. Is this Ten Days that Shook the World, to be followed by Stalin? Is it the Velvet Revolution in Czechoslovakia, which led to an internal divorce but also to lasting openness and freedom? Is it something very much its own, and will it play out differently in Egypt, say, than Libya? Revolutions have both intended and unintended consequences. They can be instruments of revenge — a person who invites grudges can easily become a target, whether it’s justified or not — and they are invitations to mischief. In a vacuum, or a chaotic shifting of power, corruption can be epidemic.

We simply don’t know what’s going to happen. We hope fervently that this will mark a new openness, fresh opportunities, more individual rights, especially for women in the region. We’re aware that it could lead instead to more extreme religious zealotry and a further clamping down on what we in the West think of as basic individual rights. We suspect that no matter what happens, dealing with the fallout is going to be bumpy for the West, which will want to influence events but will have to do so delicately, recognizing that it’s the African peoples’ land and the African peoples’ cultures, not ours.

For the broad worlds of history and culture, a vital issue remains as we framed it here a month ago: “Hawass suddenly has a massive task on his hands: how to protect and preserve his nation’s priceless cultural heritage in the face of a possible revolution.” That hasn’t changed, except the revolution is real and Hawass, barring yet another turnabout, won’t be making any of its crucial decisions. Still, this is everyone’s history. Whatever emerges, culturally as well as politically, the whole world has a stake in it. And most of us in most of the world can only watch and hope.

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Photo: Happier times for Zahi Hawass, displaying a Ptolemaic statue discovered at Taposiris Magna, in northern Egypt, on May 8, 2010. Voice of America/Wikimedia Commons.

Books and the greater share of honour*

Go Ninja Unicorns! Kick book! (Image courtesy of the Small Large Smelly Boy, 2011, color marker)By Laura Grimes

Today is the big regional competition for Oregon Battle of the Books. As we say in the Scatter household: Go Ninja Unicorns! Kick book!

The Small Large Smelly Boy has been reading and studying for months. Really, the plotting for this competition started a year ago when the team lost a late-round nail-biting battle at regionals by, well, a hangnail. It was a heart-breaking defeat, made more so because they had given the right answer. But they had to prove it. In an official challenge, after two minutes, they were off by two pages. The other team got to advance to the next round. That’s just the way it goes, though it turned my head about how a quiet, erudite book competition could be incredibly thrilling.

A year ago, we had to drive to (hell and gone) Estacada (motto: “We’re in the boondocks … just keep driving”). I was simply the schlepper. Water, lunch, reading material — I was good to go all day. I was happy to support my kid and all his hard work, but I didn’t take it too seriously.

Then the competitions started.

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It’s First Thursday tonight. Walk the walk.

Mary Ellen Mark, Ward 81, Oregon State Hospital, Salem, Oregon, 1976  11x14” Vintage Silver Gelatin; Blue Sky Gallery.

By Bob Hicks

Most Portland galleries open their new shows on the first Thursday of each month, and have a little party to go along with it: They stay open, usually, from 6 to 9 in the evening on First Thursdays. This is a big deal for galleries in the Pearl/Northwest and downtown, but it’s far from the only game in town.

Jeffry Mitchell Untitled (foot vase) 2011, 10"x10"6" glazed ceramic; Pulliam Gallery.A bunch of Eastside galleries have First Friday openings instead. The renegades on Northeast Alberta opt for Last Thursdays, upsetting the applecart of neighborhood decorum in the process (although it’s not generally the gallery owners who relieve themselves drunkenly on the neighbors’ lawns). And a lot of places — the museums and college galleries, for instance — go serenely on their own schedules. Disjecta, the North Portland art center, is waiting until Saturday to open its quirky-looking show of folded miniatures, Portland Paper City.

But First Thursday includes most of the big mainstream galleries: It’s the art walk that gets the most horn-tooting. And as the guy who has sex only one time a year says excitedly, Tonight’s the night! Mr. Scatter put together a quick guide to some of the First Thursday highlights for this morning’s Oregonian; you can see it online here.

Kris Hargis, "The Fifth," 2010. Drawing: oil, conte, colored pencil, grease pencil on paper, 20.5 x 16.5 inches. Froelick Gallery. There’s more than this to it, but isn’t there always? Elizabeth Leach Gallery, for instance, holds over Matt McCormick’s historically potent video installation and photo show The Great Northwest from last month, and Bullseye Gallery does the same with Mark Zirpel’s Queries in Glass, an exhibit that merges aesthetics with the gadgetizing of 18th century and Victorian men of science.

Speaking of the Age of Reason, you don’t need to rush out to the galleries tonight unless you really enjoy the scene. The shows will be up all month. If you’re going to look, pick a time when you can see the art without being elbowed aside by the crowds. If you want to buy — well, the earlier the better. And remember that a lot of galleries let their buying customers see the stuff a night before the official opening. That’s why, sometimes, even if you’re there on First Thursday and see a piece you really like, it already has a little red dot beside it. If you think you might want to buy, ask if you can get in early. Next month, that is.

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ILLUSTRATIONS, from top:

  • Mary Ellen Mark, “Ward 81, Oregon State Hospital, Salem, Oregon,” 1976. 11×14” Vintage Silver Gelatin; Blue Sky Gallery.
  • Jeffry Mitchell, Untitled (foot vase) 2011, 10″ x10″ x 6″; glazed ceramic; Pulliam Gallery.
  • Kris Hargis, “The Fifth,” 2010. Drawing: oil, conte, colored pencil, grease pencil on paper, 20.5 x 16.5 inches. Froelick Gallery.

Mr. and Mrs. Scatter go shopping, and they blush to tell the troubled tale

"Clown Face With Blush" by Small Large Smelly Boy, circa 2010, color markerBy Laura Grimes

“Why are we parking here?” (Mr. Scatter is of the misperception that another part of the parking lot is better.)

“So we can walk through the lake on the sidewalk to get to the store safely.”

I scanned the grocery list as we stepped around puddles in the light rain on our way to the One-Stop Shopping Mart.

“I think I’ll get a separate basket because I need to get some things that you won’t want to deal with.”

As if to be helpful and save me the embarrassment of explaining further, Mr. Scatter quickly jumped in.

“Women troubles?”

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Pardon the interruption, s’il vous plait

Confessionals, Church Gesu Nuovo, Naples. Photo: Heinz-Josef Lücking/Wikimedia Commons.

By Bob Hicks

Bless us, Father, for we have sinned. It’s been six days since we entered our last post here at Art Scatter, which is just … embarrassant. Pardon, if you please. It’s not that we haven’t been busy. In fact, that’s the point. We’ve been so busy we haven’t had time to keep the faith and commit good bloggery. We’ll try to do better.

pandercatalogSo let’s play catch-up.

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On Friday, having survived the Great February Blizzard of 2011, which dropped all of a third of an inch of snow on the Chez Scatter front lawn but managed to snarl the city and shut down its schools, Mr. Scatter took a tour down the valley to the Hallie Ford Museum of Art in Salem to catch Memory and Modern Life, an expansive retrospective of the oils, watercolors and drawings of Henk Pander, the Dutch-born Portland artist.

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Coming up: Dance Flight with Delcroix

By Bob Hicks

Snow? What snow? It’ll be gone by Sunday (that’s not a promise, only an extreme probability) and you’ll be wanting to get out of the house. Maybe over to Mississippi and Shaver in North Portland, where Northwest Dance Project has its studio.

Choreographer Patrick DelcroixThat’s where I’ll be, starting at 3 p.m., for NDP’s latest Dance Flight — an afternoon of sipping wine, watching rehearsal and then settling in for an informal dance talk with the choreographer. The wine will be French, and so is the choreographer, Patrick Delcroix, whom I’ll interview onstage. The chat should be nice and easy, and I’ll make sure anyone in the audience who wants to ask a question gets the chance. Dance Flight details are here.

Delcroix spent 17 years as a leading dancer with Nederlands Dans Theater, then became assistant to choreographer Jiri Kylian, whose pieces he sets on companies around the world.

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Stravinsky the hipster

By Martha Ullman West

So I put on my black leather jacket and my uncut corduroy black jeans, but balked at a nose ring, and attended the Dance Talks panel at the Pacific Northwest College of Art yesterday afternoon.  This outreach program for adults usually takes place at the Keller or the Newmark a week or so before Oregon Ballet Theatre opens a new concert series.

Stravinsky, by Picasso, 1920. Wikimedia Commons.This one, however,  was a panel discussion to introduce an audience that admittedly had more young people in it than usual to The Stravinsky Project, the middle piece on OBT’s all-Stravinsky evening opening at the Keller this coming Saturday night.

It’s a collaborative effort on the part of four choreographers with very different aesthetics and approaches to dance: Rachel Tess, Anne Mueller, and Jamey Hampton and Ashley Roland of BodyVox.

Unfortunately, Hampton and Roland couldn’t be present (BodyVox is touring in Europe), but the two choreographers were joined by composer Heather Perkins, costume designer Morgan Walker, a painter who is on the faculty at PNCA; and OBT’s lighting designer Michael Mazzola.

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