Monthly Archives: September 2018

Chair Obsession

Do I have an obsession with chairs? It is possible.

Have a look at some of my favorite pencil drawings from The Cabins of Wilsonia.  (The reason I have to reannounce the title of the book is so that anyone asking The Google about it will have a better chance of locating it. Tech. . . sigh.)

There are plenty more, but now I want to show you the chair in my studio. It is a recent addition, so I feel quite happy about it. It is the blue one, and the first day I sat in it to do computer work, I fell asleep! (I am quite happy about the wooden one too, but it has been here since 2002 when I moved my studio into this little building.)

My young cats feel quite happy about it too.

Libraries and Connections

It has been almost four years since The Cabins of Wilsonia was published. This summer it occurred to me that the local libraries, both in Tulare and Fresno counties ought to have copies.

I called the Tulare Co. library not knowing who to speak with, and the one who returned my call was my old friend Carol from Redwood High School, class of ’77. We see each other occasionally, and it is great fun to have that old connection. She said to send a couple of books to the library so the review committee could decide if it would be beneficial. I was able to take them to the local branch and have the inter-library delivery service get them in the right hands.

Then. . . crickets. . . 

Two months later I called Carol and asked her who to talk to. She sent me to Jonathan, someone I would have had no way of reaching through the library’s phone tree. (See? Who You Know always matters!)

Jonathan and I had a great conversation about cabins, cabin communities and Wilsonia. His next door neighbor in his hometown had a cabin in Wilsonia! He told me the man’s last name, and I sent him to page 117. He can’t remember if this was the cabin or not, but will ask his former neighbor when he sees him next.

We also discussed cabin leases, learned that we had both worked at Hartland Camp, and he told me of a book coming out soon about Big Creek, a Southern California Edison mountain community near Shaver Lake. I have several friends who grew up there, so I am interested in that book.

Stories, connections, things in common. . . 

. . . and pretty soon, or maybe even by the date of this blog post, The Cabins of Wilsonia will be available through the Tulare County Library System.

P.S. I LOVE libraries and grew up with the Ivanhoe Library as my primary source of books. The first time I went into the Visalia Library, I was beyond thrilled! 

Second-hand Encounter

During the months of July and August, I don’t give drawing lessons. I do stay in touch with my drawing students, because we almost always become friends and every one of them is dear to me. 

One of my students emailed me over the summer to say he attended a wedding in Wilsonia! He then told me of the delightful folks that he met who said nice things about me and invited me to return. (Aw, shucks. . .)

I haven’t returned in body, but I am slowly returning in my heart.

This is the cabin where the wedding took place. During most of my time in Wilsonia while working on The Cabins of Wilsonia, this place was referred to as “the Plywood Palace” because it was under construction.

The reconstruction obviously was finished. It is now large, beautiful (shingle siding is my favorite), and must have been an excellent venue for a wedding.

 

Old Friends, New Cabin

This past spring, some people I have known my entire adult life bought a cabin in Wilsonia. They already are part of a shared family cabin, but those situations are rarely ideal for an expanding family.

These folks have been a large part of my family’s life for many years. The man was in my older sister’s wedding in 1979; the couple’s daughter roomed with my niece in Visalia for several years; the couple hosted my younger sister’s daughter’s wedding at a moment’s notice (the story is here); in 2016 we all went to Israel together (part of that story is here.)

You’ve probably heard me say many times that Tulare County is very small. Yeppers, it is. 

The cabin my friends bought is directly across the street from the cabin where I spent most of my Wilsonia time. It is one that has generated a great deal of curiosity through the years. The new cabin owners have the ability to make a silk purse out of a sow’s ear, and this cabin was never a sow’s ear to begin with. 

I expect it will be a real show piece, a traffic stopper, and a magnet for looky-loos, one of whom will be me.