Julie’s probably tired of the artsy blog entries. This past October Rick and I spent nearly a week in my hometown, Norfolk, NE. We were suppose to be on a train ride with my sister Lori and her husband Ron. Alas, alack, a broken nose changed that. Instead of heading west to ride the Durango-Silverton train, we headed east. Whenever we’re in Norfolk Rick and I make sure to visit the Norfolk Arts Center. The current exhibit has never failed to delight us. This time the photographs of Nancy Warner were featured. From her website, “ Nancy Warner is a fine-art and portrait photographer with a large, natural-light studio in downtown San Francisco. Her Going Back exhibit will appear in several eastern Nebraska venues through 2010.”
That was the exhibit we saw – Going Back: Midwestern Farm Places. The images were beautiful and haunting.
February is Flylady’s month to declutter. What better way to celebrate than to find yet another treasure. A reminder of my nephew Dustin’s charcoal drawings. I googled his name, hoping he has a website. No luck. I did find this photo of his wife Kari sitting on a bench they made for 2010 Benches On Parade. BOP is a community arts project that showcases local creativity and civic pride while helping raise funds for local non-for-profits.
Here’s one of his charcoal drawings…
And a Great Dane belonging to friends…
Probably my favorite of his work is a drawing of mom’s grooming shop…
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Rick and I are back home in Colorado from our mid-west road trip. We took only back roads, with the exception of the final four hours back into Denver. It was green, green, green. This photo was taken at my sister Lori’s house. The beautiful garden in the background sits in front of the old horse barn. My nephew’s two-year old daughter Elise is catching the bubbles. A clematis climbs each end of the clothesline. It captures some of the simple things I cherish about where I grew up.
For those that asked, the house was built in 1880. While it was being built, the family lived in a sod house, built into a hill on the property. One of these days, I’ll put together a photo tour and share it with you. The house has been in our family since 1960. Lori and Ron have done a spectacular job of refurbishing the house, paying attention to each and every detail that made it a Farm House. I am so glad they undertook the project, not only because of my own memories but because farm houses are becoming scarce.
While Julie, Ginny, Vickie and Tammy are showing dogs this weekend, I’m with my family, celebrating my nephew’s marriage. My grandparents moved into this house in the early sixties. After grandpa died, grandma moved into ‘town’ and we moved into the farmhouse. Mom expanded her grooming business and opened a boarding kennel. There was also more room for dogs! After mom died, my sister and her husband moved in and renovated the house, keeping it authentic, yet with modern ammenities.