tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18922881500574747882024-03-06T00:41:07.769-08:00Kat ChatKAT CHAT: Some work, some play. Thanks for reading!Kat Publicityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15025160898728777838noreply@blogger.comBlogger32125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1892288150057474788.post-27777746251496446772011-03-27T17:04:00.000-07:002011-03-30T17:51:44.656-07:00A Walldog Named Don.<div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"><tbody>
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</tbody></table><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Lucky for Seattle, Don Rockwell is teaching us some old tricks. This local "walldog" wants you to join his pack this summer, as he paints “The History and Legends of Gospel, Jazz, Blues and Rock & Roll." This is no small task, mind you. Here's a quick visual-- the canvas is a 12'ft high by 80'ft long wall, and will feature legendary greats like Charles A Tindley, Chuck Berry, and Jimi Hendrix. Tail wagging? Read on. </span></div><div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I've often wondere</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: none;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">d about the </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: none;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">ambitiously</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"> painted, dazzling billboards scattered around the city's funkiest spaces. You can't help but admire the "cool factor" mastered on the exterior of Seattle places like Silver Platters, a music and movie store located in lower Queen Anne. When I recently connected with Don Rockwell, a Seattle muralist, he opened up my eyes to the underground band of artists called "walldogs" that have been painting the sides of brick buildings, barns and outdoor structures for decades around the country. Does it seem impossible to join the ranks of these old school artists? Not so, thanks to the <i>don of the dogs</i>...</span><br />
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</tbody></table><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">This summer, Rockwell will host a series of "mural camps," where participants will learn the fundamentals of creating a mural from conception to completion. Rallying at Silver Platters, Rockwell's campers will undertake the enormous task of painting history's greatest music heroes, in an outdoor workshop that is sure to catch the attention of the community and then some. There are three sessions available (each session lasts four days), so check out his website or give him a call if you're interested in joining the creative crew. </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">What an incredible opportunity to learn from a master muralist, make art and try your paw as a "walldog." I can't wait to see this collaborative effort take shape this summer. </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Helvetica, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Here's some straight bark from the leader of Seattle's pack</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">: "The only mistake is not trying." So roll up your sleeves and get out there!</span></span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Helvetica, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"></span></span></span></span><br />
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<div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Mural Camp: </span><a href="http://www.rockwellartstudios.com/MuralCampHome.aspx"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">www.rockwellartstudios.com/MuralCampHome.aspx</span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"> </span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Don Rockwell: </span><a href="http://www.rockwellartstudios.com/Home.aspx"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">www.rockwellartstudios.com/Home.aspx</span></a></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Silver Platters: </span><a href="http://www.silverplatters.com/"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">www.silverplatters.com</span></a></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Walldogs: </span><a href="http://www.muralmuseum.com/"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">www.muralmuseum.com</span></a></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman', Arial, Helvetica;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 37px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"></span></span></span></span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;">From left, off celebrating somewhere: Megan, Mary Catherine (Katie), </span></span><br />
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</tbody></table><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">My name is Kathleen Elizabeth, and my siblings are named Michael Timothy and Rorey Elizabeth. Most people in my family are named Michael, Patrick, Patricia, John Patrick, John Michael or just Jack, along with a couple Brian's and Danny's thrown in for good measure. My Aunt Patty is actually named Patricia John-- go figure! Oh yeah- and I have a younger cousin also named Kathleen Carroll (she is adorable, charming and witty, no bias), which gets me wondering if her middle name is Elizabeth too... My mom has six siblings: Maureen, Maribeth (mom), Marguerite, Michael, Molly, Mary Catherine and Megan. The "M sisters" all live within a 15 mile radius of one another, and they are mostly Irish twins. On top of that, they look like one another and sound exactly the same. Exhausted yet? I often wonder how my Grandma Patsy and Grandpa Jack survived. I never wonder, however, why my Uncle Mike moved away. :) I even have a grandma named Carole Carroll, who was married to my grandpa named John but went by Bill. It seems like we're lacking creative naming in my brood. Don't even get me started on my second and third cousins because we'd be counting into the hundreds.</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;">Chris, Sofia & Gus, toasting to you! Henry Michael, our child who looks Greekish but bears </span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;">the only semi-Irish name of our offspring, must be off practicing his Gaelic dance moves. </span></td></tr>
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzBsiUoAqDU8BzZ2BJOgMLk8xZcOsN1XGWu17IdjSc0P0GU9YfImhyDbNGmmyy0A3jO6q_PrED9PUc0R8acp462JsK19tda_tqMZUxmw9u7Ao5sBRMh0NVxwyC8_yVR5qOkDrcuqRiDTln/s1600/photo-13.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">I love my crazy family and miss being home, particularly today. I won't disappoint, though! Chris and I have our fridge stocked with all the dysfunctional accoutrements of the great St. Patrick. And even though my kids carry the last name "Kalafatis," I've raised them to believe they are 95% Irish-- Erin go Bragh!</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">http://oldstpats.org/</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">http://www.greenchicagoriver.com/</span><br />
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</tbody></table><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">There will be a mass offered in Michael's memory at Old St. Pat's (Chicago) on Sunday, March 13th at 11:15 am, followed by a St. Patrick's Day celebration. Information can be found @</span><a href="http://www.oldstpats.org/" onmousedown="UntrustedLink.bootstrap($(this), "b239d", event, bagof(null));" rel="nofollow" style="cursor: pointer; text-decoration: none;" target="_blank"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;">www.oldstpats.org</span></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">. Huge hugs and lots of love from the Carroll family. xoxoxo</span>Kat Publicityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15025160898728777838noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1892288150057474788.post-13658687307184109242011-02-26T10:40:00.000-08:002011-02-26T12:11:58.629-08:00Confessions of a Chicken's Clam Diggin'<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">My husband Chris and I have a standing date night on Tuesdays, which is always a fun and nice break for us. These Tuesday adventures serve as a gentle tease of our once kid-free, cooler selves, although we wouldn't trade our rascals for all the martinis in the world. Our weekly romps have sparked countless adventures albeit challenging Wednesday mornings, but we always seem to end up at this one place in Lower Queen Anne- Crow. In fact, we always seem to order the same things, even though we pledge to pull the trigger on something different each return.</span><br />
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<a href="http://blogs.seattleweekly.com/voracious/crowww.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://blogs.seattleweekly.com/voracious/crowww.JPG" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">When we first arrived in Seattle an old friend took me to Crow, toting "welcome to the great food scene." She insisted we try the manila clams steamed in a chorizo tomato broth, which I admit didn't sound appetizing to me. I hadn't tried this food pairing prior to moving to the Pacific Northwest-- seems like more of a local deal, which explains its absence from the Midwest and Southern California. Stupidly skeptic, a big bowl of baby mollusks</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"> tossed with chunks of sassy pork arrived steaming at the table. A changed woman! An addicted junkie! This dish is ridiculously good- I'd even eat it for breakfast. The clams are delicate and mild, perfectly coupled with the chorizo's spice and salt. And the broth is full of big flavor- it begs to be sopped up by the yummy table bread. Chris and I have found this bite scattered around Seattle, but I don't think anyone else stacks up to Crow's recipe. Let me know if you know of any contenders, and we will gladly go digging. </span></span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Next up, the chicken. Typically I have this unwritten rule of not ordering the one meat I cook fairly well and often. It's just one of those things that doesn't seem sexy on a night off from kid friendly food. I now know it's a dumb hang-up, especially after our server gave me no choice in my entree order. Quote: "You don't have a choice, I'm ordering the chicken for you..." For anyone that lives up here in the Northwest, you know this is pretty atypical of Seattle folks, so I took this as a non-negotiable dinner omen. Amen, sister- bring me some chicken wrapped in ham! Brass comments aside, believe me when I say this dish is too good to be true. The prosciutto seemed like it was dusted on the juiciest chicken- so light and crispy, and sauced in a creamy wonderland that had us licking the plate. The true test (and semi-embarrassing fact) is Chris and I have alternated ordering this dish almost as many months as we've lived here, and it always delivers. To take it a step further, we now sit at the chef's bar, determined to crack the recipe by spying on the preparation. Whatever it is they do works because Crow's Tuesday prowlers are coming back for more. </span></span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 23px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Having Bears on the brain as they face off today with the "Packagers" (my 6-year old's name for the Green Bay Packers, HA!), here's the link to the lyrics of the Superbowl Shuffle-- I think it's one of the funniest things I've ever read in my entire life. http://www.metrolyrics.com/super-bowl-shuffle-lyrics-1985-chicago-bears.html</span></span><br />
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</span> </div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Several of Doug's pieces are on display at the Norwich Theatre Royal, UK </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">until February 16, 2011 (</span><a href="http://www.targetfollow-arts.co.uk/news/18"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">http://www.targetfollow-arts.co.uk/news/18</span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">). You can also check out his work on his website: </span><a href="http://www.dougkempartist.com/"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">http://www.dougkempartist.com/</span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">. </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><br />
</span> </div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Straight from the source, Doug Kemp: <br />
</span> <i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"> People who, like putting others into pigeon holes, place me in the Pop Art hole are very boring. I’m an Industrial City Painter, which used to be called a Modernist fifty years ago.<br />
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I am a colour and line man who ‘colleagues’ anything seen or felt from his life span and of course the history of art. I have just as much love of 10th century Romanesque wall painting as the Golden Age of Comics, all line and colour people. Everything and everyone has influenced me, in particular Art Deco, Fernand Leger and Max Beckmann. It doesn’t seem to be popular to have Hero’s these days but I have no wish to respond to current developments, provoke debates, challenge, innovate, be ground breaking, use the body of site of inquiry or exploration or protest; OR any other verbal’s that are used today to justify non-visual work that is about death (or spirit) not about life and the love of it.<br />
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This certainly puts me out of fashion most of the time. Painting for me is like marriage, sometimes very rough, but you stay with it because you are committed and bottom line is, you do love it. What you see here is lino cuts made over the past ten years or so and small drawings made over the past year. Although never intended, themes happen, so here amongst the prints, are the Night Club singers, Super Hero’s, Femmes, the drawings True Love and Broken Hearts.<br />
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Line block printing is very labour intensive - you do not have to be a masochist to make them but it helps. Fortunately I have Linda Richardson who prints brilliantly for me, thus removing most of the pain. </span> </i></div><div style="text-align: left;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><br />
</span> </i></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">-Doug Kemp</span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"> </span></span><br style="mso-special-character: line-break;" /> </span></div>Kat Publicityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15025160898728777838noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1892288150057474788.post-24903609821255222212010-12-04T08:27:00.000-08:002011-04-09T10:16:40.174-07:00Crazy Chinese Food, Eyeballs Included<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">As I've mentioned over and over, my trip to Shanghai was a total blast. Not only was it an incredible opportunity for Patty and her mounting success overseas, but it was so much fun to stamp my passport and take off on an adventure. There are a million relevant things to say about China, the people, the cultural explosion... the list goes on and on. But it would be seriously remiss of me to leave out my raw American memories of a culinary escapade with a vegetarian aunt that refused to swallow most dishes (leaving me to play the sampling hero to our gracious hosts, eyeballs included). Not that Patty doesn't have an elevated palate because she does, but I think this particular trip scratched at her threshold and kept me howling for 6 straight days.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Here's an example of what I'm talking about: Chinese Chicken Soup. There's not a lot to say about this one because it speaks for itself, but I admit there was lovely flavor in the broth as long as my eyes were broken from the poor bird's gaunt stare. </span><br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSERuXy3RX7co_yCOyJHBgp54NyOtokymm_dJBRyLJ5lQVTU9qWleK-F6WPw1x0_gJpZRsh8M0MSkIrMjLNIsVe_gHTKOesqENI6sc2d787IHVo1NKzOHA27Ok553YbDKMVCeiy6X0B7mS/s1600/BG.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><img border="0" height="213" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSERuXy3RX7co_yCOyJHBgp54NyOtokymm_dJBRyLJ5lQVTU9qWleK-F6WPw1x0_gJpZRsh8M0MSkIrMjLNIsVe_gHTKOesqENI6sc2d787IHVo1NKzOHA27Ok553YbDKMVCeiy6X0B7mS/s320/BG.jpg" width="320" /></span></a></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">The funniest part of this particular lunch was sitting next to Patty, as she is a strict vegetarian. Note that she has a small bit of seaweed on her plate and some green tea.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">xox, KC</span>Kat Publicityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15025160898728777838noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1892288150057474788.post-44606340617758435572010-11-30T16:57:00.000-08:002011-04-09T10:17:31.189-07:00Chicago Native Rorey Carroll Brings Her Americana Debut Album Home<span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-size: 12px;"><b><strong id="sm"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; font-weight: normal;"></span></strong></b></span><br />
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Rorey Carroll is known for her soulful lyrics and unmistakable gentle voice, but also for her independent spirit that has taken her all over the country and back. At a relatively young age, Carroll has collected a mountain of stories to share, and strikes a luminous chord through her poetry and compilations on her first album. Carroll’<wbr></wbr>s ability to wrap her arms around her audience as if they were friends around a campfire, offers a fantastical experience as she tells the tales of her life on the Appalachian Trail, of love lost and found, and the characters she’s met along the way. Carroll has attracted the attention of the music industry by her onstage performances at numerous festivals and notable venues, singing songs like “Leaning on Lonely” and “Head Hung.” <br />
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Carroll’s earliest roots were planted in a magical Chicago childhood, filled with music, travel and family adventures. Later, Carroll moved to a small mining town in Leadville, CO, where she was exposed to a bohemian lifestyle of living in a tent and out of a backpack. Inspired by her new life, she picked up a guitar and put her poetry into music. From her first three chords, she wrote her first songs. At 20, Carroll decided to walk the Appalachian Trail, from northern Georgia to Maine, with a good friend, a mean dog and a backpack friendly guitar. She fell in love with the mountains and culture of Appalachia and landed in Asheville after finishing the trail. Immersed in a community of talented musicians and inspiration, Carroll learned more about the art of songwriting and composition, and ultimately crafted her songs of love, angst and her emotional journeys.<br />
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“Roadside Lullabies” is dedicated to Carroll’s late brother, Michael T. Carroll, who suddenly passed away in 2009 from a heart condition. Performing at an event close to her hometown means a lot to Carroll, “Having my family and friends together over the holidays is especially important this year,” she adds. “I am so honored to share my music with the people I love… the people who love me, and made this album a reality.”<br />
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Carroll currently lives in Lyons, CO, but is on the road performing. For more information, please visit her website: www.roreycarroll.com, or contact Kat Publicity: kathleen@katpublicity.com.<br />
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About The Max Schewitz Foundation<br />
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The Max Schewitz Foundation is a nonprofit organization formed by friends and family of Max Schewitz, a 20-year old Lake Bluff resident, who died suddenly from a cardiac arrhythmia in 2005. The Foundation has dual missions: to support education, prevention and research of sudden cardiac death (SCD) in young people; and to support environmental conservation, a lifelong interest of Max’s. The Foundation’s core program is called, “Screens for Teens,” which provides free EKG testing to high school students. Almost 14,000 students have been screened through this program, of whom 189 students were flagged with abnormal EKG’s, requiring further evaluation. To learn more about The Max Schewitz Foundation, please visit their website: <a href="http://www.maxandthewildthings.com/" style="color: #3060e0;" target="_blank">http://www.maxandthewildthings.com/</a></span></span></div>Kat Publicityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15025160898728777838noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1892288150057474788.post-9081490021907412212010-11-17T11:43:00.000-08:002010-11-17T11:57:04.822-08:00CD Release Party- Rorey in Chicago<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiunatcti098deyNbFejiybUHBw8qB2R1xp2SBw-mrFA7a_l88xAz1w6wNzr5Sn3HIMCF9dSFNO4yVMYENRrjWhCv4SFMiy-kajScyzHA2Y2oWBqvMqCHL-JzWK6CQi8KhnLUIkVjgxi3WJ/s1600/1385112.web.template.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiunatcti098deyNbFejiybUHBw8qB2R1xp2SBw-mrFA7a_l88xAz1w6wNzr5Sn3HIMCF9dSFNO4yVMYENRrjWhCv4SFMiy-kajScyzHA2Y2oWBqvMqCHL-JzWK6CQi8KhnLUIkVjgxi3WJ/s640/1385112.web.template.jpg" width="456" /></a></div><br />
Here's the link to the invite: <a href="http://www.pingg.com/rsvp/iezizzrr8md3nhq33">http://www.pingg.com/rsvp/iezizzrr8md3nhq33</a><br />
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Hope to see you there! More soon. xox, KCKat Publicityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15025160898728777838noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1892288150057474788.post-69504335128422035632010-11-17T11:30:00.000-08:002010-11-17T11:57:32.929-08:00Who Needs the Letter S Anyway?<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEb08D40c5mzneMTw7QqSW1bpA99Tj3ZuVT_gOYKEvBaZ8slokkifg3MTQdTu0nFhMVQ3CXKJHb2qit5v9XUppvPczB0lNkIyEhHp-p07kLuuQXtII77sWeiA-ckhN8POhyphenhyphena93G1udY4aR/s1600/superman-emblem.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEb08D40c5mzneMTw7QqSW1bpA99Tj3ZuVT_gOYKEvBaZ8slokkifg3MTQdTu0nFhMVQ3CXKJHb2qit5v9XUppvPczB0lNkIyEhHp-p07kLuuQXtII77sWeiA-ckhN8POhyphenhyphena93G1udY4aR/s200/superman-emblem.jpg" width="200" /></a></div>I know it has been a long time since I've posted a blog entry. Part of it is to blame on my fabulous trip to Shanghai for Patty Carroll's incredible exhibit, but the real culprit is the fact that my youngest son has ripped off the "S" button my computer. I'm not sure if he ate it or threw it out the window, but it's gone, gone, gone. I can still get the button to work if I pound on the keyboard hard enough; 25 S's pop up, so I delete 24 of them. You get the idea... I really don't recommend this as a practical joke on one of your coworkers (unless you're really cruel), as it takes endless patience to get anything typed out on my computer. Agh, the life of a working-from-home mom! And so I type on...<br />
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More to follow. xo, KCKat Publicityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15025160898728777838noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1892288150057474788.post-64102285297536547482010-10-27T07:29:00.000-07:002011-04-09T10:18:47.059-07:00Just a Quickie<table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"><tbody>
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</tbody></table><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">This has been a busy, busy week, but a good one. I haven't been able to write as much lately-- for some reason I've been feeling a bit more functional than creative on the work front. Must be the logistics officer creeping out in me-- you can take the gal out of the fight, but you can't take the fight out of the gal. Ok, dumb Marine Corps joke. Moving on... </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I am full-steam ahead for Shanghai the first week of November! Patty Carroll will be exhibiting 30+ photographs at Shanghai University, and I will be her 1-woman entourage for the event. Look out, China! I promise to take a bunch of pictures and journal everything I possibly can-- all that remains on my list is figuring out what to wear. Gammy MB will be sitting in with the 3 kiddos on the home front while Chris is working. I've stocked the fridge with all of Seattle's best, to include several bottles of sanity (i.e. wine). And Rorey Carroll will also be in town with her sweetie, Zebulon Bowles, as he will be touring with the Emmitt-Nershi Band (ever hear of String Cheese Incident or Leftover Salmon? Wow.) He will be playing on Friday, November 5th at The Tractor in Ballard. Sadly I will miss this event, but will be there in spirit. Check it out: <a href="http://www.emmittnershiband.com/">http://www.emmittnershiband.com/</a>. Congrats, Zeb-- you are a rock star!</span><br />
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</tbody></table><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">More Announcements-</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Rorey Carroll will be hosting a CD release party at Gabe's Backstage Lounge on Saturday, December 18th. More information to follow. In fact, a ton of information will follow on this one, so stand by for the event of the year! <a href="http://www.gabesbackstage.com/">http://www.gabesbackstage.com/</a></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Thanks again to all my friends and family for their continued support. I'm amazed by how much I've grown from this experience. </span></div>Kat Publicityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15025160898728777838noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1892288150057474788.post-91339840608366736602010-10-12T20:09:00.000-07:002010-11-17T11:58:48.321-08:00Artisan Hangover<div style="text-align: right;"></div><div style="text-align: left;"><div style="text-align: left;"></div><table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"><tbody>
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</tbody></table><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Last weekend I escaped from my life in Seattle and headed out to San Francisco for a little getaway with a few of my besties. Every now and then, I have to ditch my kids and husband to stay sane, only to run home a day or two later because I miss them so much. Pathetic, I know. When asked about my activities over the weekend, I kindly kept it vague because I knew my husband's reality was juggling bowls of macaroni and breaking up toddler brawls in Spiderman costumes. <i>We just</i><i> had some dinner and did a little shopping; nothing crazy, really... </i> Well, I can't hold it in any longer, so here's my public confession. During my domestic breakout, I had one of the best damn meals and nights out boozing ever! Even better? The ability to sleep off my artisan hangover in the morning. The culprit: <i>Thermidor</i>, classic American cuisine, and really, really smooth handcrafted cocktails. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Anyone who knows me will vouch that I like to have a good time, and it's not a stretch to say I'm an easy sell on a stiff cocktail. Keeping in the spirit, I started my evening off with </span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">The Cordeliere</span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">, comprised of tequila, pineapple syrup, yellow chartreuse, lemon and soda. Having lived in San Diego for 8 years, I normally don't like a bunch of crap in my margarita (my initial take), but this was absolute refreshment, and a perfect blend of kick, sour and sweet. With no children to account for at sunrise, I moved on to the </span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Warsaw Mule</span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">, which boasts bison grass vodka (I have no idea what that means), organic apple juice, lime, sunshine bitters and ginger beer. Our server adamantly insisted we try this drink, and I must confess that I sampled this baby three times over just to make sure it was really that good</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">.</span></span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><div style="text-align: left;"><table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; text-align: left;"><tbody>
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<div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Amanda Tobin Sawyer knows babies. In fact, she is somehow surviving and thriving in the "mommy hurricane" of parenting 3 little ones under the age of 2, all the while running a successful and unique business in her spare time. Amanda's knitting adventure, LibraKnits, launched amongst the trials and triumphs of conceiving her miracle babies, which makes it all the more extraordinary as a true testament of love's labor. LibraKnits features beautiful, hand-made baby hats and mittens, perfect for any bundle of joy. "LibraKnits has allowed me the opportunity to turn one of the most difficult times in my life into one of the most rewarding and wonderful things I've ever done," Amanda says. "Life has a funny way of working out. My infertility crisis truly changed my life in every way."</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div><img alt="" border="0" height="640" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525452207338373586" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3m5n_zpZ4ET734U0blE5XmaAfBbrfSEyFXmM1jjv2zZXdOP5pLePgYXZ7YHYUqxdoskD_IKj_40lYXKgf4hhsk4r2e5QZgbcVOKEk6ntxQ2RlMQ00le3qY2lu08WrK3q4H8cSKZ2FF7AV/s640/91227P1_PARKER_B-GR_09.jpg" style="float: left; height: 200px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-top: 0px; width: 137px;" width="438" /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">So jump on the baby wagon and don your mini in a luxurious LibraKnit hat. Don't just take my word for it! Open any mag for Tinseltown street cred-- Sarah Jessica's twinsies and Jessica's bambina sport the Re sa cap, to name a few. With the Fall chill in the air, now is the perfect time to take your posh tot to the next level of paparazzi worthiness.</span></div><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525447135007627074" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwGMoHm8didBw8mCFNZcw84-FODs8WLDBrTjM0ONgbKn-FatVnipBcyr7zpVR1eeAHoPGJWXtxdxpjfS3VN67cW2ayIAxfeenHUToDzj3nlAYh0eDbWNuUOcUSxg5A5kxVg0__6ko2OzQZ/s400/Cover.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; float: right; height: 253px; margin: 0 0 10px 10px; width: 189px;" /><br />
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</span> </div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">So over the past 6 months, I have been eating my way through this city. Yes, I've taken my kids to the Locks and Gasworks Parks and so on, but my real passion has been discovering the food and wine so readily available in Seattle. Amen for the hills and landscape to balance my love of calories-- living here is really that satisfying. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br />
</span> </div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">It's difficult to know where to begin a commentary of good food in a city filled with great food, so here's my first crack at it: Lecosho, a Chinook term for swine. My interpretation? Really tasty pork I like. </span></div><div><table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"><tbody>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Chris (my husband) and I were recently invited to have dinner with some new friends at this new restaurant on the "Harbor Steps." Finding the location, let alone any real scoop on this restaurant, was initially challenging-- I was intrigued by the mystery of it all. The only obvious ticket was the "Matt" factor, but I am still so junior to the food scene in Seattle to even know what that's all about (other than eating at Matt's in the Market once and really liking it). The restaurant's location is sort of removed from the main thoroughfare and bustle, which makes it unique in an area championed by the varsity chain of Pike's matriarchs. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br />
</span> </div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">We started with cocktails and wine-- the wine graciously selected by our server, and perfectly suited to our taste. Chris had an "old fashioned," and he was far from disappointed in his old stand-by. Our table shared the pate and almond appetizer-- one word: YUM. There wasn't a speck left over to speak of. I later had the chicken dish, which was wonderfully enhanced by generous touches of pork, and my husband had the chop with polenta. I'm still upset with him that he didn't share much-- by the time I asked for a second taste, he had inhaled his plate. For dessert, our table shared the flour-less chocolate cake, which was rich and a perfect end to a perfect pot belly. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br />
</span> </div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">What will I do different when I return to Lecosho? Order more food, wear looser fitting pants, and jump quicker on the draw of my fork. Check it out: </span><a href="http://www.lecosho.com/"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">http://www.lecosho.com/</span></a></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><br />
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<div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">In an iconic vineyard drunk in musical talent, it's hard to stand out in Asheville's crop of bluegrass elite. For Ashleigh Caudill & Narrow Gauge, however, their audience is listening with toe-tapping conviction and a thirst for more... This band's young and energetic rhythm draws both a traditional and alternative crowd, all dazzled by Caudill's steep talent and vocal tempt. Ashleigh Caudill & Narrow Gauge delivers clever bluegrass originals and old favorites alike, so be sure to check out their website for more information: </span><a href="http://www.narrowgaugemusic.com/"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">www.narrowgaugemusic.com</span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">. Their new CD, "Fruit of the Vine" is also available on CDBaby.com.</span></div><div><br />
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</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">"Ashleigh Caudill has an undeniable gift for songwriting with a keen aptitude for carving out a tune." -Claire Lynch</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br />
</span> </div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">"I was enamored with Ashleigh Caudill & Narrow Gauge's performance at Pueblo Bluegrass on the River. Ashleigh is not just a bass player keeping the beat, she is leading her band in a fresh, new, captivating and genuinely entertaining stage show. I would recommend Ashleigh Caudill & Narrow Gauge for your next event, venue or festival."</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br />
</span> </div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">"Ashleigh is a talented vocalist who has created an excellent collection by blending original material with established pieces. The prime focus of "I'm Not Fallin'" is on her vocal talents, and she certainly confirms that she is a voice to be reckoned with." -Bluegrass Unlimited<br />
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"Ashleigh reminds me of why I love music so much, not only is she a great musician, singer and songwriter, with very clever arrangements, but she sings and performs her tunes with a passion and joy that everyone strives to achieve. I love every tune on this record and I know that everyone else is going to fall in love with her and her original music... Great job Ashleigh." </span><br />
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</span> </div><div><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Embelysh's </span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">clothing styles are simple and hip-- there's a touch of couture and luxury in each set, but a price point that won't break your budget. Check out their holiday onesies or give them a call directly if there's something specific you have in mind for your little one. Lori and Sara are known for their attention to detail, impeccable customer service and overall loveliness. So embroider and order away for your friends and family. Take it from me because this ain't no embellishment-- their stuff is really that cute! </span></div>Kat Publicityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15025160898728777838noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1892288150057474788.post-23283113634970737422010-09-24T15:13:00.000-07:002010-10-19T13:59:00.601-07:00Hey Atlanta- Rorey Carroll is headed your way!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgV0eeYYEWFRvLvB_JNHzap0GA41POawVGruCYzzoO-vd0L70RUOMG0CqweJKkcJ_UODgQ-agoYGndYpY2S-Ih0YomjBcmcc6orEimXNo96GfA3cBIINRv2vesU7CjrzqPe4N9iIBfvku5h/s1600/40221_142372109119303_116592371697277_290561_1903758_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520607870965825490" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgV0eeYYEWFRvLvB_JNHzap0GA41POawVGruCYzzoO-vd0L70RUOMG0CqweJKkcJ_UODgQ-agoYGndYpY2S-Ih0YomjBcmcc6orEimXNo96GfA3cBIINRv2vesU7CjrzqPe4N9iIBfvku5h/s320/40221_142372109119303_116592371697277_290561_1903758_n.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; float: right; height: 191px; margin: 0 0 10px 10px; width: 320px;" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span">Join Rorey Carroll at the Old Tucker Fountain for her unofficial CD release in the great state of Georgia this Saturday, September 25 from 7-9 pm. </span></span><br />
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</div>Kat Publicityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15025160898728777838noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1892288150057474788.post-66098346654897513552010-09-24T08:43:00.000-07:002010-10-27T19:59:17.848-07:00Healthy Obsession- Ecker's Greens.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpR53nzOz2XtUQAcTBNLDRlJAGNyOxJrTsHIQIBKoFHV2i8Y1HOmT7OhSQuztMs-FG_A0cCmSLLC1sk0elV8Oe-bZYxhXxIXp16bP4dRib5PKNKromIA2cj9za_K2Iwaw9750MQiaE2lVT/s1600/bio-howard.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520519381636178242" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpR53nzOz2XtUQAcTBNLDRlJAGNyOxJrTsHIQIBKoFHV2i8Y1HOmT7OhSQuztMs-FG_A0cCmSLLC1sk0elV8Oe-bZYxhXxIXp16bP4dRib5PKNKromIA2cj9za_K2Iwaw9750MQiaE2lVT/s400/bio-howard.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 259px; margin: 0 10px 10px 0; width: 259px;" /></a><br />
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In a city known for its friendly people, rich music and windy politicians, there are a few pioneers amongst its ranks that are dedicated to putting Chicago on the map for green living. Howard Ecker has combined decades of real estate powerhouse success and his overall personal panache with a clear strategy of human and office "greening." As a beacon of change, Ecker is committed to shifting the way Chicagoans (and beyond) are thinking about sustainability and health in the workplace. Helping businesses achieve equilibrium for the environment is what EckerGreen is all about.<br />
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</div>So here are my marching orders for a greener you-- check out www.eckergreen.com to start your journey down the road less traveled. And remember, "Unless someone like you cares a whole awful lot, Nothing is going to get better. It's not." -Dr. Seuss, from <i>The Lor</i><i>ax.</i></div></div>Kat Publicityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15025160898728777838noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1892288150057474788.post-75695546424689124422010-09-23T13:02:00.000-07:002010-10-27T20:00:30.230-07:00Acadian Gyro<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhegfgXyM_QJB7QyCf9jnGx3eMytLhnjqubdmsVjfqDAX6wb-YMJG1Eb9XWw9YE5HnMFZvSQ8cxKftx9SOdiuuNzkTUV1Lct4wQ2TP4uw-bYZOoN1glIihJRkP5k9elAzzyPvrUvSEdZcOG/s1600/shay_lg.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520202251048285202" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhegfgXyM_QJB7QyCf9jnGx3eMytLhnjqubdmsVjfqDAX6wb-YMJG1Eb9XWw9YE5HnMFZvSQ8cxKftx9SOdiuuNzkTUV1Lct4wQ2TP4uw-bYZOoN1glIihJRkP5k9elAzzyPvrUvSEdZcOG/s400/shay_lg.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 400px; margin: 0 10px 10px 0; width: 257px;" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"></span><br />
<h1 style="color: #999900; font-size: 1.7em; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0.2em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;">Ed Shay</span></h1><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><em><span class="Apple-style-span">Acadian Gyro,</span></em><span class="Apple-style-span"> 1987, bronze, 10' 8" x 5' 8" x 4' 8", DeCordova Permanent Collection 1989.70, Gift of the Artist in memory of Hector H. MacDonald</span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span">Ed Shay discovers the meanings behind his sculptures during the process of creation. His forms are elemental, evocative, and universal, functioning as symbols of continuity, imbalance, change, destruction, and growth. Ascending toward the sky, </span><em><span class="Apple-style-span">Acadian Gyro </span></em><span class="Apple-style-span">is saturated with personal experiences and addresses reality as an individual construct. Many of Shay's ancestors settled in Acadia, and </span><em><span class="Apple-style-span">Acadian Gyro</span></em><span class="Apple-style-span"> started as an exploration of his heritage. Building on leaf and branch forms, it developed from a primitive skeletal sculpture of a ship into a fish with winged oars. Shay explains, "The overall piece is a spiritual totem which I came to equate, quite unexpectedly, with my grandfather, Hector McDonald. I mounted the piece on a crudely fashioned rooftop structure much as a gyroscope ensures direction and stability as afforded by my heritage."</span></span><br />
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</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Can it get any sweeter? Why, YES! The Honeycutters, known for their live performances and songs that stick, are opening for Rorey. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><br />
</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Sweeter, you say? Why, YES! Make sure to meet the real Mama Maribeth from "Mama was Right," who will be dancing in the crowd, teary eyed, and elbowing everyone, "that's my daughter..."</span><br />
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<div style="text-align: left;">Who doesn't like the sound of "free" in this tough economy? Well, it doesn't get much better than the "Hardly Strictly Bluegrass" festival because not only is admission gratis, but it's located in San Francisco's picturesque Golden Gate Park. Bonus? This years marks their 10th anniversary, so be ready for a true knockdown celebration of festivities and people watching. The bill is jam packed with bluegrass talent and beyond-- check out their website for more information.</div><div><div><br />
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</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Read here what he has to say about their fleeting encounter on the trail. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><br />
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<div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: inherit; line-height: 16px;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span">Brief sweet moment last night, however, in crowded shelter thus tight up against pretty young Gordy, the wood nymph. She pulled out her guitar and sang angelic, </span></i><i><span class="Apple-style-span">a siren benign without her rocky shoals yet powerful enough in song to pull us all in, every ear in the crowded shelter that night attuned, listening.</span></i></span></div><div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; line-height: 16px;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><br />
</span></i></span></div><div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; line-height: 16px;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"> </span></i></span></div><div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; line-height: 16px;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">I nursed her on my fifth of mescal by candlelight while a dozen guys and a girl or two looked on in the dark, gaga. “Too bad she’s southbound,” I thought to myself. “I’ll likely never see her again.” Another ghost, another angel! </span></i></span></div><div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; line-height: 16px;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"> </span></i></span></div><div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; line-height: 16px;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><br />
</span></i></span></div><div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: inherit; line-height: 16px;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span">Gordy is a ski lift operator in the other world. Her bare legs are lo</span></i><i><span class="Apple-style-span">ng cat scratch posts, all scrapes and mud and bug bites and long gouges and dried blood. Suddenly I am Tarzan, and they’re beautiful in a Jane kind of way. I ask about the gouges. “Chiggers,” she says. How do you kill chiggers? “Nail polish. You suffocate ’em. They die beneath your skin.” Then what? I don’t want to know.</span></i></span></div><div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; line-height: 16px;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"> </span></i></span></div><div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; line-height: 16px;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><br />
</span></i></span></div><div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: inherit; line-height: 16px;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span">Wild girl Gordy strums her guitar, a narrow thing lute-like, and sings sweetly from a handful of damp and dog-eared lyrics somebody printed off the Web and carried, triple-folded in rain-soaked pockets. Now it’s the Dead and “I Know You Rider,” and Arms, the quiet giant, has joined in on his guitar, peeling off the bubblewrap and tape </span></i><i><span class="Apple-style-span"> with which he carefully protected it from the rain. Beat Box, ever the man to reappear in my hike no matter how much time I take off or fall behind or climb ahead, he’s there. He appears here tonight phantom-like, the genie from the bottle, his ever-singing spirit Aladdin. Loquacious and never at a loss for quoted words or lyrics, he seems to s</span></i><i><span class="Apple-style-span">tumble in the face of true love. “Gordy, if you were a guitar, you are the one I’d pick,” he says.</span></i></span></div><div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; line-height: 16px;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"> </span></i></span></div><div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; line-height: 16px;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><br />
</span></i></span></div><div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; line-height: 16px;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Now Beat Box has bowed out, gone back to his journal. Gordy sings “No Expectations” and Arms play along here in the loft of the William Penn Shelter. A friend writes and describes swimming with dolphins and though I can only imagine, I feel I can relate after this day of so much rain like walking through waterfalls. Gordy, the siren, the mermaid, gives us music, a higher intelligence than these dull and static words. Tonight I, too, swam with dolphins.</span></i></span></div><div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; line-height: 16px;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"> </span></i></span></div><div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; line-height: 16px;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519239125179674178" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjf5Pwp1npHHqHVTtVN6cqRQAc-kYP94ZCdaa6fEuLWmCf2aPl_ARAFxqUjCSkCVMbdMNPEb77oIypI33_ZKfJMUtmc60qw6hkDTumPTIvaO4uUrLCJmsRNNMyh5UNEaPeRy_nbOvMV89XS/s1600/aaron_about.jpg" style="display: block; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;" /></div><div style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/goog_435217216">www.aloneand</a></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><a href="http://unafraid.com/">unafraid.com</a></span></div><div style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><a href="https://www.facebook.com/pages/AloneAndUnafraidcom/137001636996?ref=ts">www.facebook.com/pages/AloneAndUnafraidcom/137001636996?ref=ts</a></span></div>Kat Publicityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15025160898728777838noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1892288150057474788.post-15130640075458214712010-09-20T14:07:00.000-07:002010-10-27T20:48:32.940-07:00American Pride<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhj32qG_txK_7iN_KRLp-SMUMOccO4LMFmekVDxKaSzJTE4GJGpqQV2G1AYWERuvIcKuuHp4a_fardPiJMCQXPIMKjPpAFIDM2uywiHl1akR0cpEIGUt9rnpM5m61MGUNMiURJQDlKxdiO3/s1600/mikerings300.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519107774082087634" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhj32qG_txK_7iN_KRLp-SMUMOccO4LMFmekVDxKaSzJTE4GJGpqQV2G1AYWERuvIcKuuHp4a_fardPiJMCQXPIMKjPpAFIDM2uywiHl1akR0cpEIGUt9rnpM5m61MGUNMiURJQDlKxdiO3/s320/mikerings300.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; float: right; height: 189px; margin: 0 0 10px 10px; width: 129px;" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span">Nothing screams out </span><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span">American </span></i></b><span class="Apple-style-span">more than an eagle. Whether you're cruising on a Harley, jumping out of an airplane or reminiscing about your glory days as a young buck in uniform, wearing a Mike Carroll original will surely give you that patriotic fix. With so many to choose from, why stop on one finger? </span><br />
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