post 50

in a few days my daughter will turn 50 years old, and she is my “baby”. coincidently, my post today on wordpress, is my 50th post. and so i am going to take care of odds and ends that have been left dangling and then say goodbye to blogging. “post 50” will be my final post which began in a cemetery and will end in our plans and hopes for the future. a heartfelt thank you to those who have spent time reading what i have written, and especially to friends who have taken the time to leave comments. here goes….


where was i (hallie ford)

 “where was i when we voted for life and death”

a sculpturally framed art piece from found wood by nic, writing by sloy, now hanging in the northwest artist’s room at the Hallie Ford Museum.


ephemera. places dave’s mother visited when she was young. she is no longer with us and so part of the process we are now involved in includes culling ephemera (and soon our art) and making choices about what to go on with and what to let go.


downtown casper, wyoming, “gateway to the frontier”.  hotels, old timey cars, ballroom, dining room, lobby, bar.


for jan, our neighbor, who asked if i would please take a closer picture of some earrings i was wearing in one photo on facebook. this is one of many pairs of cardboard earrings nic has made for me through the years. although they appear heavy, they are in fact, much lighter than most commercial earrings.


the other side of the same earring as above.

earring 2 back

this is the earring that “matches” the one above. they are meant to be worn as a pair, though i tend to wear either one or the other as they are a strong enough statement singly.

earring 2

and this is the other side of the one above. sorry to have taken so long to respond to your request, jan.

our little sitting room

and here, dear readers, is where our attention will be directed for some time now. this is a small room in our house meant to be a second bedroom, but we use it for our “parlor”, our living room, a place to seat guests who visit in some comfort. we have a wall unit holding a tv, stereo, bar (open) and other civilized paraphernalia as well as the furniture you see. our intentions are to clear out this room so that we can bring our art home out of storage. a huge job as there is nowhere else for all this stuff to go. most will have to go away, somehow, and it is difficult to let go. this is as much as we know right now, and so it is all i will say about it, excepting that it is exciting to think about change, about having our art here with us.

camano deck

i say goodbye with this lovely picture of the deck off the cabin on camano island where we spent many, many years with great joy in a paradise-like setting, the saratoga passage seen here barely through the trees in the upper left, with its ferries, ships, boats and wildlife and sunsets, the beach below. my father and his wife, my stepmother, hosted many a family get-together here, and we filled the deck with conversation and laughter and children and grandchildren. kay thompson took this picture and posted it on facebook, and we are immensely grateful to her for it, as this photo represents time past. my father no longer reclines in a lounge chair in that far left corner by the white table, and the gatherings are no more. we must move on.


excavating for the ‘two sisters’

1. facing the music

and so it begins, the excavation of a full-up 5′ X 10′ art storage unit.

2. emptying the space

most everything must come out, not only to find the ‘two sisters’ but to make room for new additions from the nicholsloy studio stack.

3. looking one way

looking down the hall to our unit’s east side open door.

4. looking the other

looking up the hall from the east side door. lucky for us, no other folks showed up to get at their stowage.

14. what we drank in 1997 %22Y%22

looking in from the west side door. boxes of mac flasks with notes inside. the ‘Y’.

5. oils taken off their stretchers & rolled up

a collection of paintings no longer on stretcher frames that are rolled up & labeled.

13. box of rolled canvases sent to denver

a box of large rolled up canvases we once shipped by fed ex to denver at the request of rick dawson & geoff kann, art collectors extraordinaire. they chose a very large still life with a crab.

6. Y box & sloy's sack

the ‘Y’ box & sloy’s ‘no one told the truth’ brown bag.

16. fitting it all & more back in

the excavation & rearrangement continues at the west door entrance.

15. sloy's dead men's coats & kick it

sloy’s ‘kick it right here’ & ‘dead men’s coats’.

9. '57 chev & pulp mill

nic’s ‘on the road with no memory’ & ‘GP pulp mill’

10. rebeat 2, 3 & 4

in the stacks 3 issues of sloy’s & nic’s 4 issue tabloid ‘rebeat’. left to right, summer ’93 issue #4 (nic’s cover), winter ’93 issue #3 (carol hausser’s cover), and fall ’92 issue #2 (dan may’s cover).

8. vita gallery side view

a large cardboard, 2-sided piece, we shipped by UPS to the vita gallery in 1997. we were in a 3 artist show curated by the incomparable linda grounds, the vita gallery owner.

stack of ink drawings 54%22 x 49%22

a stack of nic’s large (54″ X 49″) ink drawings of vintage stock boxes from the now defunct everett, WA. weyerhaeuser pulp & paper mill drawn on pulp paper produced at that mill.

11. 54%22 x 49%22 acrylics in sleeve sloy made

some of nic’s early live line paintings in acrylic & a collection of sloy’s writings inside an envelope sloy made for storing them. all done on the same large pulp paper as the stock box drawings.

our kite (sing:sign)

our kite ‘sing sign’ for the bush gallery kite show invitational in 2006 along with glimpses of some of nic’s earliest paintings from ’81 & ’82.

woman with pipe (grandfather looking on)

‘woman smoking a pipe’ & in the upper corner is painted a rendition of nic’s ‘in the graying glass’, nic’s grandfather looking on. ‘in the graying glass’ will be in the alumni show. an early work.

17. two sisters

‘two sisters’ oil on canvas, 1985. 92″ x 58″

the sisters ready to be taken home in the trusty nicholsloy studio van. excavation is exhilarating-exhausting labor. the works of your life flash by & beset your dreams. we took the plunge into the archives because of the ccc alumni show november 6 – december 6. the studio became bare of so many pieces, & with the holidays on the way, we chose “two sisters” to come home with us & fill the void. it’s been decades since we’ve spent any time with them. if you’ve been following so far as to be reading this now, we hope to see you at the opening wednesday afternoon 12:30 – 2:30, nov. 6. nic learned from facebook yesterday that he has to give a little talk about his art, a bracing blow to his already blowsy nerves.