Saturday, September 3, 2016

Time Travel

After re-visiting Downton Abbey awhile ago, a question of period pieces arose: will we look back at that early 21st c. drama that took us from the Titanic to 1925 thinking that it looked true to the period, or will it look “so 2010”? Do "historic" dramas and comedies actually reflect the period in which they are supposed to be set, or do they simply look like the year in which they are made, with some “period” costumes thrown into it?  

Dickens' A Tale of Two Cities (1859) was set in London and Paris just before and during the French Revolution (1789-1799). Are the hairstyles, make-up, and clothing true to that decade of upheaval?
A Tale of Two Cities 1911


A Tale of Two Cities 1936
Of course, do we really want our films and television to reflect a moment in history accurately? Do we want to immerse ourselves into a time before a daily shower, 3x daily tooth-brushing, and regular laundry? Are we more comfortable with make-up and hairstyles that we see in our daily lives?

Napoleon Bonaparte lived from 1769 to 1821.
Napoleon 1927
The title of James Fenimore Cooper's book was The Last of the Mohican's: a Narrative of 1757.

The Last of the Mohicans 1936
The Last of the Mohicans 1992
Although Scarlett had her corset and Rhett his cravat, do we really want those two characters to reflect the popular styles of the Civil War?

Gone With the Wind 1939
Steven Spielberg's Abraham Lincoln looked incredibly authentic to our 2012 eyes, but will it still have the look of reality in 2030?
Abraham Lincoln 2012
And did we really think that Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid, with Katherine Ross's 1969 eye make-up and "Raindrops Keep Fallin' on My Head" (yikes!) in the background looked and sounded like the 1890's?
Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid 1969
Were Julie Christie's bouffant hairdo and blue eyeshadow right out of the Russian Revolution?
Dr. Zivago 1965
Characters and events of the 20th c. have been revisited many times in movies and television. The closer to the actual event when the film is made, there is a truer picture of that time period. The Last Battalion is the story of America's late 77th Battalion's entry into World War I. To our modern eyes, the second iteration looks really authentic. Will it hold up 30 years from now?

The Last Battalion 1919

The Last Battalion 2001

The Titanic sank on April 15, 1912. Which, in 2016, looks closer to that date, Downton Abbey, or the two films?
Downton Abbey 2010

Titanic 1943 German propaganda film

Titanic 1997
Period films and television series (think Happy Days, Laverne and Shirley, and That 70's Show) will be made forever. Try to guess when the following films were made and, with our 2016 eyes, do they reflect, at all, the period they're supposed to represent?
How the West Was Won
Bonnie and Clyde
The King's Speech

From Here to Eternity

Good Night and Good Luck

Grease
The Doors
Milk



A Cynthia textile vignette

20,000 BC. The cave walls of El Castillo and Altamira, and the Pech-Merle grotto in France reveal the first known attempts to make patterns. We humans have been patterning everything, including ourselves, for millennia, and the cloth that protected our bodies was no exception. Once twisting and weaving threads to make cloth began, it was no time before dyeing that same fabric evolved into printing.

Printing blocks from China have been found that date back to around 3000 BC. By the time Alexander the Great invaded India in 327 BC, colorful printed and painted chintzes, together with brightly colored tie-dyed cottons, were common. Santa Fe Fabrics offers some of the most beautiful block printed and resist dyed fabrics available.

By the 18th c. increasing demand for printed fabrics led to the invention of automated printing machines…and the world of technology in fabric printing never looked back! Today’s textile producers have a vast array of printing techniques to choose from: everything from traditional stencil, hand or mechanized screen print, and roller printing, to anything C.A.D (Computer Aided Design) and digital technology can create. Our collection of prints reaches back to the ancient techniques that used only plant and insect dyes, and forward to the most advanced technical processes found today. We have the most gorgeous examples of all those choices to bring to you!

From santafefabrics.com





And now, a word from Reggie....

New Austen friends, Michelle and Alexander Webb-Fandrich, who are living "Down Under" for a year, arrived this week. They arrived during the biggest rain storm of the season, which made for amazing mud holes. Xander and I had the best time racing around the yard and jumping into an Olympic-size mud pool. Boy, did I make a new friend!

As always in my sad life, "they" took my friend away to show him lots of the fun things in Santa Fe. I was only allowed to have him to myself at the end of the day, when we played chase and tug-a-war. Of course, Xander's mom, Michelle, gave me lots of love and petting, which we know I rarely get from the Cavanaughs. Desi made his presence known, as always, and Lucy hid most of the time. That's great, cuz then I get all the attention.
At the NM History Museum

At the NM History Museum

Xander Rabbit Ears

Chavez Skating Rink (the photographer had a broken toe)

At the NM Folk Art Museum


At the NM Museum of Indian Art and Culture



Tuesday, August 2, 2016

The Very Best Olives

July, a terrace surrounded by ancient olive trees, lavender, and scented jasmine. We dine at a rustic table with the cool blue of the Aegean in the distance.
Old white-washed stone walls create a beautiful backdrop for the glorious saturated colors of the mixed pottery and homespun stripes covering the table.
A platter of grilled sea bass caught this morning, ruby tomatoes, luscious oily olives, feta and goat cheese, along with chewy, yeasty flat bread sit next to chilled Patra.

A Peloponnesian Lunch

Grilled Sea Bass

2 lemons
3 Tbsp. olive oil
1 Tbsp. fresh oregano leaves
1 tsp. ground coriander
1 ¼ tsp. salt
2 whole sea bass
¼ tsp. ground black pepper
2 large oregano sprigs

Prepare charcoal fire or gas grill for covered direct grilling over medium heat.

Meanwhile, from one lemon, grate 1 Tbsp. peel and squeeze 2 Tbsp. juice. Cut half of remaining lemon into slices, other half into wedges. In small bowl, stir lemon juice and peel, oil, chopped oregano, coriander, and ¼ tsp. salt.

Rinse fish and pat dry with paper towels. Make 3 slashes in both sides of each fish. Sprinkle inside and out with pepper and remaining 1 tsp. salt. Place lemon slices and oregano sprigs inside fish cavity. Place fish in 13” by 9” glass baking dish. Rub half of oil mixture over outsides of fish; reserve remaining oil mixture to drizzle over cooked fish. Let stand at room temperature 15 minutes.

Lightly grease grill rack; place fish on hot rack. Cover grill and cook fish 12 to 14 minutes or until fish just turns opaque throughout and thickest part flakes easily when tested with a fork, turning fish over once.

To serve, place fish on cutting board. Working with 1 fish at a time, with knife, cut along backbone from head to tail. Slide wide metal spatula or cake server under front section of top fillet and lift off from backbone; transfer to platter. Gently pull out backbone and rib bones from bottom fillet and discard. Transfer bottom fillet to platter. Repeat with second fish. Drizzle fillets with the remaining oil mixture. Serve with lemon wedges.


Vegetable Platter

Vine ripened tomatoes cut into wedges
The best Greek olives
Feta cheese cut into cubes
Sliced cucumbers and red onions
Good quality Greek olive oil sprinkled over, with salt and fresh oregano


Pita Bread

2 tsp. active dry yeast
½ tsp. sugar
35 grams (¼ c) whole-wheat flour
310 grams (2 ½ c) unbleached all-purpose flour
1 tsp. kosher salt
2 Tbsp. olive oil

Dissolve yeast and sugar in 1 c. warm water (115°-120°). Add the whole-wheat flour and ¼ c. all-purpose flour and whisk together. Put bowl in a warm (not hot) place, uncovered, until mixture is frothy and bubbling, about 15 minutes.

Add salt, olive oil and nearly all remaining all-purpose flour (reserve ½ c). With dough hook in a standing mixer, or with a wooden spoon, stir until mixture forms shaggy mass. Add reserved flour and knead with hook or manually for one minute.

Turn dough onto work surface or leave in mixing bowl with dough hook. Knead for 2 minutes until smooth. Cover (if kneading manually) and rest for 10 minutes. Continue to knead until dough is just soft and still a bit moist.

Spray a clean bowl with cooking spray and roll all sides of dough ball in bowl. Cover with a towel and let rise in a warm place until dough is doubled in size, about 1 hour.

Heat oven to 475° and place a baking sheet on the bottom shelf of oven. Punch down risen dough and divide into 8 balls. Cover with a towel on work surface and rest for 10 minutes. Remove one ball at a time (keep others covered). Roll to a 6” circle, then to an 8” diameter, about 1/8” thick, dusting with flour if necessary.

Carefully lift the dough circle and place quickly on hot baking sheet. After 2 minutes the dough should be nicely puffed. Turn over with tongs or spatula and bake 1 minute more. The pita should be pale, with only a few brown speckles. Transfer warm pita to a napkin-lined basket and cover so bread stays soft.



And now, a long-awaited word from Reggie.....

I can't believe I finally get to say a few words. You know, the Cavanaughs tend to like to keep me "muzzled" because they never know what brilliant (or embarrassing) tidbits I might reveal. I'm having my usual tough summer of doggy day care, the dog park, naps, poking around the yard, and trying to keep those OTHERS (they call them Desi and Lucy) in line. Some of my favorite humans have come visit. Kataya is one of them, and I know she actually stayed with us just to see me, not the Cavanaughs. Here she is all glammed up for her 8th grade graduation dance. I'm just really mad that she and her mom moved so far away.

Our cousin Janie sent a picture of my pal, Birdy along with a nice letter to me. She's the fab girl who sent me my favorite toy, The Green Alien. 
Me with the Green Alien

Here's Birdy and her letter to me:

Dear Reg, here's me plopped on 'the scary step'. There's something about this particular stair step that stops me in my tracks. Now, if someone comes to the door, I have no problem scampering down the stairs to greet them. But I know that when I refuse to move from this stair step, my mom will spend lots of time babying me to get me to move. I get so much attention (like I don't normally - ha!) from her that it's sort of become a habit. I bet you have all kinds of habits that bring you even more attention...particularly from your dad. We all know what a sucker he is for your shenanigans. We should share our tricks to get our humans to bow down to us. I'm sure you could use even more to get those Cavanaughs to completely ignore those other two furry things you live with, and focus entirely on you..
Love and Licks
Miss Birdy








Wednesday, June 22, 2016

It Has to Be Gin


Spring, 1961, Ave. A, East Village. The Berlin Wall is up, but the martini glasses are chilled, canapés are ready, and Miles is on the turntable. Early evening, with a slight chill in the air, a cashmere throw is tossed on the sofa. Will this be a night in, or will a venture out to Gerde’s Folk City be made to hear that new guy, Dylan? The doorbell rings and the other four arrive.




A Very Midcentury Cocktail Party – from Mildred Lindholm’s well-worn copy of Good Housekeeping Cookbook

 Assorted bread rounds, squares, and triangles
Crisp crackers
Parsley-Crab Spread
Cheese-And-Anchovy Spread
Cocktail “Hash”
Relish tray with celery, cauliflowerets, carrot curls, and scallions

Parsley-Crab Spread
Combine 1 c. finely flaked fresh or canned crab meat with 2 Tbsp. snipped parsley; 1 Tbsp. minced onion; 3 Tbsp. mayonnaise; ¼ tsp. curry powder; 1 tsp. fresh, frozen, or canned lemon juice. Makes 1-1/4 c.


Cheese-And-Anchovy Spread
Combine 3 3-oz pkgs. soft cream cheese with 1 Tbsp. anchovy paste, 6 Tbsp. light cream (1/2  & 1/2), ½ c. chopped stuffed olives, and 1 Tsp. Worcestershire. Makes 1-3/4 c.

Cocktail “Hash”
Preheat oven to 350°. Place the following ingredients in a baking pan and toss well:
1-1/2 c. bite-size shredded wheat cereal                   1 c. pecan halves
1-1/2 c. pkg. bite-size shredded rice cereal               ¾ c. salted peanuts
2 c. pretzel sticks                                                        ¾ tsp. garlic salt        
2 Tbsp. melted butter or margarine
Bake 15 min. Serve cold or warm. Even better if stored in tightly covered can (containerJ) to mellow a day or so. Makes 25-1/4 c. servings.


The Perfect Gin Martini – from Sid Cavanaugh
3 large jiggers of the best gin
1 large jigger of dry vermouth
Shake over ice (not stirred pul-eeezzzz)
Pour into chilled martini glass and add fabulous stuffed green olives or a lemon twist





Tuesday, June 21, 2016

That Favorite Dress


I didn’t live in my favorite fashion era, post-World War I to 1925, and I’m very thankful for so many reasons, including penicillin and swimwear. So, my second favorite style period is whatever moment I’m in currently. Yes, the 70’s was my favorite fashion time during that decade, and I was definitely a victim of it. With great joy I rode the wave of mini’s, midi’s, and maxi’s, Granny dresses, plaid pantsuits, suede lace-up boots, platforms, and my “unfortunate disco period.”

Charlie's Angels
 

To revisit all those evolving trends that I apparently enjoyed, I made a list of my “looks” through the 80’s, 90’s, and into the new century.

The She-Man 80’s
With a bit more maturity and self-confidence, I created my own version of the decade of the Iron Woman. Although I avoided the claw-nails, over-done make-up, and giant hair, I admit my mid-decade short bob was permed. Padded shoulders were de rigueur, but my power suit was pin-striped, narrow, and worn with an oxford shirt and man-knotted tie.

Melanie Griffith in Working Girl
Leaving the corporate world for art school and with my overt involvement in the women’s movement now history, I knew my power was on the inside. So I could wear clingy shapes that emphasized my aerobic-tight body, and still feel Helen Reddy’s anthem, “I am woman, hear me roar.”


The All-Over-The-Place ‘90’s
Like every decade, there’s no defining line for fashion change, and my own decade began with some softer, left-over shoulder pads from the 80’s, very short, straight hair, and leggings. That evolved into an odd combination of earthy/preppy, involving Birkenstocks, a Tag watch, and polo shirts. 
This gave way to, as my assistant called it, my “Ojai” period. Oversized jumpers, soft tunics, large ethnic jewelry, and wide pants that a friend described as, “Why didn’t you just come to work in your pajamas?”


The end of the decade brought the beginning of my very short Jackie O era. Since, as a museum employee, I had so many luncheons to attend with designer-clad women, my wardrobe seemed to fill with short suit-skirts paired with interesting jackets I found at the old Loehman’s “Back Room”, actual pantyhose, and “woman politician” necklaces.

The Anything Goes New Century
Several years into the new century, I left the art world job market and segued into animal rescue. When my shelter volunteer’s t-shirt, hiking pants and boots weren’t in use, I now had the time to express my wardrobe even more artistically. Although Jackie O could still be found in some great fitted dresses in my closet, I had the leisure to hand-paint, stencil, or block print fabrics into my own beautiful creations. Downton Abby took me back to my favorite fashion period, and even a Liberty print or two shows up in a few hand-sewn pieces.

The fashion world announced that styles and trends can go anywhere today. Millenials are revisiting the ‘70’s and everything that was old is new again. The 60’s, 70’s, 80’s, and 90’s are reincarnated by designers everywhere, and women have the freedom to make their own looks without fashion magazines’ dictation.

So, although I really resent that my aging body can’t wear everything anymore and I no longer have Michelle Obama arms to show, this is my new favorite fashion period. I have more restrictions on what I can wear, but, as a textile designer, I always knew that the more restrictions I was given, the more my creativity was challenged. If I was told I could only use three colors in a design, I would mix half and quarter tones of those three colors, and create some of my most inspired patterns. So, today, within the physical restrictions that I impose upon myself, I’m finding much more creative ways to dress that don’t rely on my beautiful young body. The silhouette has taken a back seat to beautiful fabrics, used alone or paired with a luscious contrast, and accessories are even more fun.

Japanese Ikat 100% Cotton
This time in my life has given my creativity a whole new way to express itself, keeping me youthful, but still a bit of an age-appropriate rebel. This is definitely my new favorite fashion era.



   

Monday, April 18, 2016

The Party Crashers - a work of fiction


It was during the heady days before the violence started. When a badge of honor was to be had merely by hearing the words, “get ‘em outa here…get a job, loser!” But how to slip into the party, past the bouncers, unnoticed among the truckers’ hats, beards, strawberry blonde wigs, and over-sized t-shirts?

What if we just covered our own sign to fit in with the crowd until he starts to speak? Then we remove his support cover and wave our own. That seemed easy. And it would involve tape or rubber cement, or something else so primitive that wasn’t even an app for it.

But the last march was a thousand years ago; at least 1973. What would it be like now? The passion is as intense, but it’s about a person, not a cause. Or maybe it is a cause because the ravings against innocent people seem to garner as much support and anger as those who fought us so hard so many decades ago.

Yep, there had been other causes to support: women’s rights, Native American rights, animal rights, hungry and homeless kids, voter suppression, the building of McMansions; even the silly fuss over a Hooters coming to town. But this seems urgent. A demagogue feeding the frenzy of bigotry and xenophobia that surfaced 8 years ago. The fears stoked by an economy that hasn’t completely recovered and by terrorist strikes overseas and in the Republic.

But, what would the younger protesters think of our subversive plan, when, with all their chutzpah, they just throw on a protest shirt and get into the rally? Why were we planning such undercover tactics? Maybe because we’d been watching The Americans too long, and the appeal of covert action was more appealing than the in-your-face methods of our youth.

So, two signs of equal size are ordered on-line. The rubber cement comes out, and the board of one sign is carefully attached on top of the other sign. We’re excited. It’s been too many years, and too much life that pushed action to the side.

The BIG day arrives. We take a bus to the stadium for numerous reasons. Everyone on the bus is a big fan so it’s like a party going to a U2 concert…or maybe more like a Ted Nugent gig. The commotion is huge: a line of devotees snaking around blocks, parking lots, and lawns. Groupies are everywhere with badges on cowboy hats, American flags, the celebrity’s face on masks and hand-held fans, kids in costumes and, of course, those t-shirts, wigs, and zillions of signs.

A large group of protestors is gathered and chanting some anti-hate slogans tossed our way. But, because of our age and color, we fit into the fan crowd pretty well. We just bite our tongues and try to stay cool among talk so different from ours. Finally we’re at the entrance. Security is HUGE, but we lie our way in. The excitement is palpitating: the biggest performance in the country is about to begin! There’s a warm-up show with a preacher and dancing girls. The excitement is getting more feverish, the crowd getting more heated. Hmmm….would we be safe unveiling our true colors? Would our age save us from an angry crowd?

At last the real show begins. He comes out on stage to a deafening uproar of adulation. After minutes of basking in the worship, he finally speaks. It’s now or never. Our hearts are pounding so hard and we’re sweating so much, we pretty much look like everyone else. We glance at each other – now is the moment. The multitudes are so entranced that no one’s paying attention as we lower our sign and rip off the cover.

Up goes our sign and we start yelling at the top of our lungs, “Build Bridges, Not Walls”!!!! Everyone around us starts booing and yelling at us. HE finally notices us and seems genuinely shocked that the blue-hairs in the back are actually protesting him. So, instead of calling us losers, he politely says to security, “please guide the little old ladies out (we’re younger than him)….pick up your Social Security Checks and go home, darlings.”

Well, THAT was disappointing. I guess it’s back to raising hell on-line and in the papers.


  

Monday, April 4, 2016

What Becomes a Classic Most?

The first thing you notice when you drive up to this icon of steel and glass is the view – all of Los Angeles twinkles below you. The L-shape wraps around the pool, and the surrounding panorama is the support for this free-floating span of glass. Pierre Koenig’s Case Study House #22, otherwise known as the Stahl House, arose in 1960 at the apex of what became known as Mid-Century Modernism.

Figure 1 CSH #22 Pierre Koenig 1959-60
Figure 2 CSH #22 Pierre Koenig 1959-60

An American reflection of the International and Bauhaus movements, this more organic and casual form manifested itself in residences that transported modernism into post-war suburbia. Inexpensive steel, open floor plans, and lots of glass brought the outdoors in. This was a fresh, clean look that made room for sculpted furnishings, intense colors, and “atomic” styling’s that looked to a bright and optimistic future; one that hosted the bold, forward-thinking “can-do” attitude of the west.

Figure 3 CSH #8 Charles and Ray Eames 1945-49

Nowhere was this more exemplified than in Arts and Architecture magazine’s 1945 challenge to architects: design an inexpensive prototype of a house for America’s burgeoning middle class. By the time the program ended in 1966, although many of the designs had never been built and many of the houses didn’t move beyond a prototype, architecture and interior design was forever changed.

Figure 4 CSH #18 Craig Ellwood 1956-58

Figure 5 CSH #21 Pierre Koenig 1958

Modernism became a classic. Just as 20th c. art did, this architectural movement influenced all other aspects of international culture, from commercial projects and industrial products, to film and fashion. And, like other furnishing styles that have become classics – rustic, Neo-Classical, Eclectic, Scandinavian, and so many others – Mid-Century Modernism is timeless. Sometimes it takes a back seat to novelty looks of the moment – remember the big, poufy florals of the 80’s? But it was always there for those who wanted a more pared-down look, and it’s the chameleon that fits into every eclectic interior. It can be a fabulous Danish lamp sitting atop a rustic vintage farm table, or the sleek single-cushion sofa that supports the pillows of antique Guatemalan fabric.

Figure 6 A Beautifully Curated Assemblage


Perhaps John Etenza didn’t know the effect that his Case Study House program would have on the future of design, but its imprint is everywhere, and we love it.  And, thankfully, it will influence our design sensibilities forever.

Saturday, March 12, 2016

A Year Gone By......

Yes, it's been a whole year since I last blogged. But, what a busy year it's been! I assisted in the creation of an on-line store, www.santafefabrics.com, and wrote stories, fabric descriptions, and Cookie's blog for that gorgeous website. I also helped women become their most creative selves in the brick and mortar store, and drew many followers on Twitter and through Cookie's witty banter and stylish observations. Sadly, the owners, Nancy and Jack, decided to close the business, and so I moved on to help launch Detours at La Fonda www.lafondasantafe.com, the hotel's new gift store. It carries all the guest necessities ("I need a bottle opener for that Merlot I just purchased"), along with La Fonda Lifestyles, high-end art and much more.

It's good to write for myself again, so I'll update my Facebook page www.facebook.com/StudioLizzy, Tweet Cynthia Cavanaugh@StudioLIzzy.com, and Reggie will be heard from again (he's been very miffed, and his fans have not been happy about his absence).

And, since I'm also looking for those perfect writing assignments, here are some examples from my very eclectic portfolio.

The keys are clicking again!

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Lunchtime Letter

My Darling Peach,

You and your partner were the chosen ones.
So huge and gorgeous, nestled in your little carton
near the late summer melons and early fall apples.

I placed you gently into my basket and nudged you
around so the onions, pinto beans, beets, and roasted chilies
wouldn’t bruise your tender skin
I knew you weren’t ready, so you sat in a plain brown bag
in my kitchen for a few days.

I’ve had my lunch of earthy quinoa salad from Real Food Nation,
and the last of the glorious tiny cherry tomatoes, so sweet,
they burst on my tongue like exploding sugar balls.

Wouldn’t anything after that be really anticlimactic?

But there you were, filling the house with your heady perfume.
So huge I’d have to cut you in half with no one to share you with.
Peeled, sliced, and laid out in jeweled slices,
one bite sent all cherry tomato memory into orbit.

Your days in paper bag seclusion released all your musky sweetness.
You’re so good, you don’t need a pie or tart to add to your pure,
luscious magnificence.

Memories of long-ago evenings of mom’s canning from the Little
Tree in the Yard fill my mind with every bite.
You are the essence of summer, my darling.
Thank you for sharing yourself with me.

All my love,
-C

Cynthia L. Cavanaugh 09/10

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A fabric description for www.santafefabrics.com by Cynthia Cavanaugh
A Devore Velvet Coat from the 1920's
Fukeiga Devore Velvet

65% Rayon / 35% Silk, 42-44" wide
Fukeiga, or Japanese landscape, is beautifully rendered in this sumptuous burnout (or devoré) velvet. The sheer dyed scene in soft, subtle colors sits next to the gorgeous black velvet. This treasure reaches back to the popularity of devoré in evening coats of the late teens and early 20's: think Fortuny and Callot Soeurs, and wraps, opera coats, or jackets...

.....or, if you're very at ease in your own skin and a little adventurous, consider separating the two landscape scenes into pieces with sheer areas placed wherever you're comfortable. A form-fitting dress with each fukeiga running vertically down your sides, or fitting snugly in a horizontal placement ever so strategically...
...or fabricate your piece on the diagonal to float this scene around your body.

This work of art could be executed in your own art piece: an evening wrap, vest, or shaped jacket in its most elegant form. The black ground with softened shades would be the star of any night out.

Have fun with your own work of art! A Cookie Favorite

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A page from a lecture for on-line class at CSULB
Cynthia Cavanaugh, Instructor

COLLECTIONS MANAGEMENT
MODULE 3: CARE AND STORAGE
Class Eight: Exhibition

Introduction
The size and type of institution that you work for will dictate your involvement with exhibitions. Your institution might not have exhibitions at all; but you might loan out your pieces to other institutions for exhibition. In that case, you might need to courier the art to its destination.

You might work for a very small institution where you “wear many hats” and will act as Curator, Registrar, Collections Manager, etc. In that case, your roles will be very broad.

You might work for a large institution that does exhibit, but has many departments involved, and so your role is strictly in Collections Management.

In this last lesson we’ll deal with both the first and third scenarios because both of those cover the second scenario, that of a small institution, as well. Please refer to your hand-out, “Exhibition Protocol”. This is a protocol that I collaborated on with Conservation to clearly define everyone’s role within our department, in the installation and de-installation of an exhibition. I think that the role of the Collections Manager (in this case called Collection Administrator) is fairly typical of what you would find in most large institutions that handle exhibitions.

Also, this last lesson is all about your organizational skills. You have learned about the hands-on aspect of Collections Management, and you’ve already started to organize your own files with many of the sources that we’ve made available to you to refer to in the future. Your involvement with loans and exhibitions calls upon the handling skills you now have, and will, develop. But, more than that, if you are already a very organized person, that will greatly enhance your ability to handle the intricacies of art movement. If organizational skills are not your greatest asset, now is definitely the time to work on that!

In this class we’ll talk about:
  • Loans
  • Collection Manager as courier
  • In-house exhibitions
  • Record keeping
Required reading
1.         The New Museum Registration Methods pages 189-191, 151-155, and 355-358.
2.         Hand-out: “Exhibition Protocol”.

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A fabric story for www.santafefabrics.com by Cynthia Cavanaugh
Making Mali Mud Cloth
Mali Adventure, Day 4 –Djenne′

Sitting here in the cooling shade of a café by the River Bani, it’s hard to imagine that this bit of oasis is in a place of so much sun and so little water. But this is a small, moist corner in a country made more of sand than of green.  Along the Saharan trade route through the millennia, this country of empires that have come and gone, Moroccan and sub-Saharan influences, French colonization, where Tuaregs and their camel caravans can appear unexpectedly on the horizon; it’s a surreal landscape. Along with the official French, Bambara, Dogon, Songhai, Bozo, Fulani, and Tamashek can still be heard in the marketplace where slabs of freshly caught fish lay by baskets of gloriously colored vegetables, the ever-present rice, and beautifully patterned cloth. In this town of mud houses, goats everywhere, the Great Mosque of Djenne′, and 3 hour tea rituals consisting of two pots of water and lots of sugar and mint, are beautiful, gracious people.

Tomorrow, Timbuktu!! But first….a purchase of Malian Mud Cloth.
  

A country of few resources, but with a rich history of music and art, young men are continuing a textile tradition that reaches into the balance of water and soil that is so indigenous to Mali. Bo`go`lanfini or bogolan cloth is a coarsely woven cotton cloth set in a yellow dye that is then removed to reveal clean, simple black and white designs that have been painted over the yellow. The dyes of leaves and bark are used to create the gorgeous earthy colors of this striking fabric. Each piece is a work of art, with simple geometric designs that echo the stark beauty of this harsh land. Perfect hung alone on a wall or as a beautiful floor statement, it can also be adapted to wear over other softening fabric. And with big chunky necklaces or a band of silver or gold African bracelets….magnifque′.

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