The second stop for my traveling exhibition is the Prichard Gallery at the University of Idaho in the town of Moscow. It’s a big city gallery in a small town. If you are in the area this summer, go there for a fabulous exhibit by the Swiss installation artist Zimoun.
The gallery director, Roger Rowley, and I were talking about shipping the three crates to the gallery. During the conversation I got a commercial gig in Pullman, a town 8 miles away. We decided that it would be best for the crates if I rented a van and drove them to the gallery on the way to my commercial gig.
Along the way I made photographs with my pocket camera, jumping out sometimes in the middle of the road. The third time I stopped to make pictures is the top image in this collection. The mountain peak in the back is called Three Fingered Jack.
The triangular shadow at the bottom of the crate caught my eye as it rhymed with the mountain peak. It drew me in for a close up, and that’s when I decided to have some fun with the pictures. From then on I followed a format watching the land and the light change throughout the journey.
The fourth image down is the town where I was born, Kent Oregon. In 1952 the population was 20. I’m not sure that many folks live there today, but I can promise you the store-post office-gas station pictured here is no longer functioning.
Perhaps you’ve also noticed how beautiful the crates are. A big shout out to my long time friend Don McCall, a retired key grip from the big time Hollywood scene. The curator at the Benton County Museum said they were the best art crates he’d ever seen. Don had my logo laser cut as an added surprise. Thanks Don!
My exhibition will run from October 4 to December 7. Click here for more details on the exhibit.
Leaving the studio front door… Arriving at the gallery back door.