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Authors’
Sala monthly reading series
Lou
Christine Lou
Christine, born and raised in Philadelphia, is a novelist/journalist/stage and
screen writer. He has been a steady contributor for the last 11 years to Atención
San Miguel. His essay titled “Uncle Lou” was recently published in Tim
Russert’s best-seller The Wisdom of Our Fathers, a composite of stories
written by sons and daughters regarding their fathers. Christine’s piece, the
longest in the book, was 1 of 115 chosen from among 60,000 submissions. Not
a model student as a youth, Christine attended the University of Hawaii in his
40s, yet he considers himself self-taught. Christine has been writing full-time
since 1987, when he gave up a promising business career in the Hawaiian Islands
to further pursue and hone his craft. He categorizes himself as a contemporary
American folk writer who pens blue-collar prose. Christine
will read some excerpts from his memoir in progress, Inspirations and
Humiliations, along with the unedited version of his story “Uncle Lou.” The
latter is a true story of how he was orphaned and abandoned after his first
eight days on Earth, how he sought out his father later and how their paths
crossed on a few occasions in a not-so-serendipitous manner. Christine
said he has received incredible feedback about the “Uncle Lou” story. He
received calls and kudos from friends and fans from all over the US, and beyond.
For the Author’s Sala reading, he has decided to read the longer, unedited
version because some Atención readers and others around town have said
they would like to hear the story in its entirety. Christine will also read
“Being with Selma,” a descriptive account about the first time he went to
the movies as a five-year-old back in Philadelphia in the early fifties. Barbara Levine
She
was formerly director of exhibitions at the San Francisco Museum of Modern Art
and deputy director of the Contemporary Jewish Museum. Levine is an accomplished
mixed-media artist and photographer as well as a distinguished collector of
dexterity games and vintage photograph albums. She is the author of Snapshot
Chronicles: Inventing the American Photo Album (Princeton Architectural
Press), and in 2005 she curated the first-ever exhibit of vernacular photo
albums for the Cooley Gallery at Reed College. Her next book, Around the
World: The Grand Tour in Photo Albums, will be published in 2007. Barbara’s reading
will feature text and images from Snapshot Chronicles and will introduce
the audience to the visual creativity, storytelling and folk artistry of early
photograph albums.
Snapshot
Chronicles
celebrates the under-recognized visual creativity, storytelling and folk
artistry of early snapshot albums. At the turn of the last century, the arrival
of Kodak’s Brownie camera, which could be purchased for one dollar, made it
possible for the first time for people to document their everyday lives in
pictures. The sudden access of the camera in the private domain—friends,
family, domestic life, special occasions, the workplace, the vacation—meant
that men, women and even children could now become the authors of their own
visual biographies. They were the first generation to self-consciously arrange
their lives into picture-stories. The form these stories took—and what
continues to this day as the universal vehicle for sharing experiences and
leaving legacies—is the photo album. Drawing
from my collection of hundreds of albums dating from approximately 1900–1930,
the photo albums featured in this book reveal the joyful creativity, whimsy, and
imagination of even the most anonymous of these early snapshot chroniclers. Some
albums are notable because the photographs themselves are exquisite, revealing a
surprising sophistication for the medium and its expressive qualities. But other
albums are remarkable as a form of folk art: ordinary photos are used as raw
material and transformed into a visual keepsake. It’s not unusual to see on
one spread a beautiful landscape, and with a turn of the page to discover a
dizzying pattern created from snapshots cut into unusual shapes, letter-forms
and captions. Album-makers freely experimented with visual techniques, from
creative cropping, shredding, silhouetting, collages and patterns, to witty
annotation, literary fancy, and sequencing that borders on the cinematic. Unlike
a snapshot, which can capture a single moment, photograph albums are a
deliberate organization of experiences. The blank pages of a photo album present
a design challenge to the maker. In an album you are looking at so many things
simultaneously—what the photographer sees, what the camera sees and what the
maker of the album sees and how the maker has woven all these elements together
on the pages to create a rich visual experience. People
so loved their pictures that in the old albums it is not uncommon to see the
same picture pasted again and again on a page. Unlike with other media, they
would even rip or shred their pictures, or draw across them. That is fantastic,
especially when you consider how unconventional that was in the early 1900s. At
the same time, George Eastman and his company, Kodak, were relentless in
proffering just how pictures should be composed. They did this by way of
advertising and their monthly publication, Kodakery. It was only with
time, lots of time, and forgiveness that people (and not all people) came to
appreciate the unexpected. People,
myself included, are much more self-editing now. We have a visual literacy and a
language that is, while broad and nuanced, very specific. Factoring in the full
spectrum of new technologies and the very different ways in which photographic
thinking has infiltrated our every moment, it has become increasingly dire to
study these albums, ponder their creative reasons, and to save them. If you ask
most people, they will say the first thing they would take in a disaster are the
family photographs. Ironically, more and more people are putting their cherished
memories on the machinery of discs, hard drives and servers that are destined to
become obsolete in their lifetimes. What
really is the difference between the Kodak Brownie’s arrival in 1900 and the
arrival one hundred years later of the digital age? As I see it, these albums
have evolved, or devolved, into what we know today as compulsive
self-chronicling. Ever-changing, new technologies now allow our stories to be
broadcast far and wide. But here, in these early photo albums, people sought new
ways to represent themselves and their stories, their lives, that which
mattered. It wasn’t for commercial reasons, it wasn’t for fame or
recognition. It was, if anything, for themselves and maybe, on a good day, for
posterity. We are that posterity. The
Author’s Sala Special Series presents short works by local authors. The San
Miguel Author’s Sala presents author readings and workshops for writers and
aspiring writers. For up-to-date information on upcoming events, visit www.sanmiguelauthors.com
The
inns and outs of a B&B
Sancho
positively maintained it was an Inn, and his master that it was a castle; and
the dispute lasted so long that they arrived there before it was determined. —Cervantes,
Don Quixote What
a riot! The owner of a bed-and-breakfast locks up for the night, then hears
something at the back door. She parts the lacy curtains and finds herself
staring straight at what looks like a large nose but turns out to be another
proud body part of a disgruntled male guest pressed up against the window pane. And
that’s only the start (the blow-by-blow description is on page 9) of San
Miguel resident Chip Wilson’s uproarious memoir, Inn and Out. The book,
out this month, is a wild behind-the-scenes look at how Wilson fulfilled a
life-long dream of hers—and of many of ours—by buying an old farmhouse and
turning it into a top-flight B&B. Her inn was nestled in the idyllic Blue
Ridge Mountains of North Carolina. In
1986, she left the sophistication and glamour of Atlanta and moved to the
mountains. Shortly after arriving, she found the perfect old farmhouse and went
to work converting it into what at the time was called a bed and breakfast
inn—B&B’s were not so common at the time. Wilson was one of the pioneers
in the field. The
book chronicles the process of setting up the business, hiring the staff —an
amazing array of characters—dealing with the guests, developing a fat file of
egg recipes, and finally, after a dozen years of hard (but fun) labor, selling
the inn and moving to San Miguel. Along the way, Inn and Out recalls
memorable people and events from the inn’s colorful history. One
spring day, the long black snake that lived on the property, out of sight of the
guests, decided to wind its way up to the main driveway for a nap. A woman
guest, leaving for her car with an armload of loose clothing, absently reached
down to the ground for what she thought was a black belt. “Her scream could be
heard a hundred miles away in Charlotte,” Wilson writes. Another
snake makes an appearance. A wealthy guest bought a homemade birdhouse from the
inn’s gift shop, unaware that a large snake had cuddled up inside it. On the
way home, the snake left the birdhouse, which was sitting on the front seat of
the guest’s Mercedes, and slithered down around the gas peddle. The woman
managed to get the car to the side of the road, burst from the car, and
hysterically tried to tell passing motorists what was going on. An
impertinent, complaining plastic surgeon from California came to stay for the
weekend. The staff hated him. He left, forgetting to take his valuable silk
sports coat with him. Wrapping the coat up to send back to him, Wilson and her
maid couldn’t resist stuffing black lace thong panties (left behind by another
guest) into the inside breast pocket. Another
guest asked, before she arrived, if she could bring a few of her personal things
to make her feel more comfortable for the weekend she would be at the inn.
Wilson agreed, and the woman arrived with her own mattress tied to the roof of
her car. Through
all of this, Wilson has a loyal and extremely comic ally in Virginia, who would
be with her for a decade. “I never knew anyone who could talk faster and get
her work done at the same time,” Wilson writes. “Her friends suggested that
when Virginia died, they’d have to kill her mouth separately.” The
book is peppered (no pun intended) with original recipes. For example, Wilson
ends a chapter about a guest who loved the baked apple—or hated it—and
between that and the next chapter, she sandwiches in a recipe. Baked
Apples Choose
firm, large apples in season. Core the center, using an apple corer or sharp
knife. Stuff the hole with a mixture of brown sugar, raisins and butter with a
pinch of cinnamon. Set
the apples upright, close together, in a baking dish. Pour approximately a
quarter inch of apple juice or apple cider into the bottom of the pan. Bake apples at 350 degrees for about 1 hour or until
cooked through. Place apples in bowl. Spoon juice over top and add a dollop of
cream in bottom of dish. Garnish with a sprig of mint. Inn
and Out is not merely a memoir, but it could be a recipe itself for a riotous TV
situation comedy. Guests come and go—charming, snooty, angry, funny,
eccentric—while Wilson and her staff remain to clean up after them and get the
place ready for the next batch. Beatrice Arthur, where are you? Chip
Wilson’s memoir is a delightful comedy—almost always hilarious, often
reflective, sometimes heart-rending—that gives the reader a new appreciation
for the great parade of human characters marching across the stage of the world
as it passes through this temporary theater in the woods. Mario
DiMarco is a freelance writer who lives in San Miguel. Fallen
women in print Book
signing & reading Falling
… in Love with San Miguel: Retiring to Mexico on Social Security By
Carol Schmidt and Norma Hair Friday,
November 3, 3–5 pm Calzada de
la Presa 14 Carol
Schmidt and Norma Hair, authors of Falling … in Love with San Miguel:
Retiring to Mexico on Social Security, read from and sign copies of their
book, which details their foibles and findings as they adjust to daily life in
Mexico. Already rising quickly on Amazon.com’s ratings chart, the book has also recently been lauded as an innocent and refreshing counter to the dire predictions of invasion of Mexico by swarms of neo-colonialist Baby Boomers. |