This event at ‘T’ Space was in honor of Astra Zarina, an early teacher of Steven Holl. It was the first event in the new architectural library at ‘T’ Space 2. See the previous entry and the following entry.]]> This event at ‘T’ Space was in honor of Astra Zarina, an early teacher of Steven Holl. It was the first event in the new architectural library at ‘T’ Space 2. See the two following entries.]]> We had arranged to meet Dan Peck, Joyce Robins and Judy Linn at the Thomas Cole House in Catskill, NY]]> We had made plans with Nick and Laurie to meet for dinner.]]> We met Portia and Jared, and Ellen and Ron for dinner at Mercato. We had to sit in the front room because they haven't opened the back room for the evening. The front room is prettier, but much louder. Though, we did manage to keep up a lively conversation by adding to the volume of the room. Nobody else except for Catherine and I had been to Mercato before. Ron and Ellen live in Kent, Ct (for the summers), and Portia and Jared live in Catskill. It seemed like a reasonable distance for everybody as a place to eat. The food was basically good. I had the Orecchiette special, which tasted very good except for the sausage, either because it had gristle in it or because the casing was much too touch made it unpleasant to eat.]]> After the funeral, there was a reception at Tom and Joyce's house. Some people who couldn't make it to the funeral did get to the reception. See the previous three entries.]]> After the funeral, there was a reception at Tom and Joyce's house. Some people who couldn't make it to the funeral did get to the reception. See the previous two entries and the following entry.]]> After the funeral, there was a reception at Tom and Joyce's House. Some people who couldn't make it to the funeral did get to the reception. See the previous entry and the following two entries.]]> After the funeral, there was a reception at Tom and Joyce's house. Some people who couldn't make it to the funeral did get to the reception. See the following three entries.]]> Tom died on May 9, 2019. We were on a plane taxiing in at JFK on our way home from Sweden. I received a text from Douglas Degges saying how sorry he was to hear about Tom's death. It was like getting hit in the head. We picked up Diane Neumaja at the bus station in New Paltz on the way to the cemetery. Bob Mangold and Sylvia Plimack Mangold followed us in their car. We met up with them at a gas station in New Paltz. As we neared where the cemetery was supposed to be, we couldn't find it. It turned out Joyce (Robins) had accidentally given us a slightly different address. I started to knock on doors to ask for directions. It was hard to find anyone at home. At a house that turned out to be empty, I slipped, trying to step up on a porch (I didn't see any steps) and fell and rolled. Everyone watching thought the roll was on purpose because it looked like how you were told to fall. I hurt my ribs, which I still feel now that it is a few weeks later. A man in a gas station gave us the final correct directions to the cemetery. Joyce asked if I would be one of the pallbearers. I said sure and was hoping my fall wouldn't make it too difficult. It didn't. See the previous three entries.]]> Tom died on May 9, 2019. We were on a plane taxiing in at JFK on our way home from Sweden. I received a text from Douglas Degges saying how sorry he was to hear about Tom's death. It was like getting hit in the head. We picked up Diane Neumaja at the bus station in New Paltz on the way to the cemetery. Bob Mangold and Sylvia Plimack Mangold followed us in their car. We met up with them at a gas station in New Paltz. As we neared where the cemetery was supposed to be, we couldn't find it. It turned out Joyce (Robins) had accidentally given us a slightly different address. I started to knock on doors to ask for directions. It was hard to find anyone at home. At a house that turned out to be empty, I slipped, trying to step up on a porch (I didn't see any steps) and fell and rolled. Everyone watching thought the roll was on purpose because it looked like how you were told to fall. I hurt my ribs, which I still feel now that it is a few weeks later. A man in a gas station gave us the final correct directions to the cemetery. Joyce asked if I would be one of the pallbearers. I said sure and was hoping my fall wouldn't make it too difficult. It didn't. See the previous two entries and the following entry.]]> Tom died on May 9, 2019. We were on a plane taxiing in at JFK on our way home from Sweden. I received a text from Douglas Degges saying how sorry he was to hear about Tom's death. It was like getting hit in the head. We picked up Diane Neumaja at the bus station in New Paltz on the way to the cemetery. Bob Mangold and Sylvia Plimack Mangold followed us in their car. We met up with them at a gas station in New Paltz. As we neared where the cemetery was supposed to be, we couldn't find it. It turned out Joyce (Robins) had accidentally given us a slightly different address. I started to knock on doors to ask for directions. It was hard to find anyone at home. At a house that turned out to be empty, I slipped, trying to step up on a porch (I didn't see any steps) and fell and rolled. Everyone watching thought the roll was on purpose because it looked like how you were told to fall. I hurt my ribs, which I still feel now that it is a few weeks later. A man in a gas station gave us the final correct directions to the cemetery. Joyce asked if I would be one of the pallbearers. I said sure and was hoping my fall wouldn't make it too difficult. It didn't. See the previous entry and the following two entries.]]> Tom died on May 9, 2019. We were on a plane taxiing in at JFK on our way home from Sweden. I received a text from Douglas Degges saying how sorry he was to hear about Tom's death. It was like getting hit in the head. We picked up Diane Neumaja at the bus station in New Paltz on the way to the cemetery. Bob Mangold and Sylvia Plimack Mangold followed us in their car. We met up with them at a gas station in New Paltz. As we neared where the cemetery was supposed to be, we couldn't find it. It turned out Joyce (Robins) had accidentally given us a slightly different address. I started to knock on doors to ask for directions. It was hard to find anyone at home. At a house that turned out to be empty, I slipped, trying to step up on a porch (I didn't see any steps) and fell and rolled. Everyone watching thought the roll was on purpose because it looked like how you were told to fall. I hurt my ribs, which I still feel now that it is a few weeks later. A man in a gas station gave us the final correct directions to the cemetery. Joyce asked if I would be one of the pallbearers. I said sure and was hoping my fall wouldn't make it too difficult. It didn't. See the following three entries.]]> Once we left Uppsala, we headed to Stockholm, we arrived in the afternoon, and Rasimus dropped us off at our hotel. We met him later for dinner at KC Artists Bar and Restaurant. He had arranged for a group of people to go out to dinner together that night. These were mostly artists who had had shows at Galleri Se Konst. Bengt's work was hanging in the restaurant. It seemed that he hadn't seen them there as of yet. Christina, who sat opposite me, told me the story of the building where we were eating. It belongs to an arts organization (of which she is a member). In the past, these were studios (possibly live-work studios). Now in addition to the restaurant, there are galleries on the upper floors. Ase, who was sitting next to Christina, is an archivist as well as being an artist. Catherine (Murphy) was struck by the fact that it seemed that all the artists at dinner had two or three children. It was explained to her that because of "free" health and dental care as well as daycare, having children was more financially possible. Because he had a three-hour drive back to Falun, Rasimus left before the rest of us. See the previous two entries.]]> Once we left Uppsala, we headed to Stockholm, we arrived in the afternoon, and Rasimus dropped us off at our hotel. We met him later for dinner at KC Artists Bar and Restaurant. He had arranged for a group of people to go out to dinner together that night. These were mostly artists who had had shows at Galleri Se Konst. Bengt's work was hanging in the restaurant. It seemed that he hadn't seen them there as of yet. Christina, who sat opposite me, told me the story of the building where we were eating. It belongs to an arts organization (of which she is a member). In the past, these were studios (possibly live-work studios). Now in addition to the restaurant, there are galleries on the upper floors. Ase, who was sitting next to Christina, is an archivist as well as being an artist. Catherine (Murphy) was struck by the fact that it seemed that all the artists at dinner had two or three children. It was explained to her that because of "free" health and dental care as well as daycare, having children was more financially possible. Because he had a three-hour drive back to Falun, Rasimus left before the rest of us. See the previous entry and the following entry.]]> Once we left Uppsala, we headed to Stockholm, we arrived in the afternoon, and Rasimus dropped us off at our hotel. We met him later for dinner at KC Artists Bar and Restaurant. He had arranged for a group of people to go out to dinner together that night. These were mostly artists who had had shows at Galleri Se Konst. Bengt's work was hanging in the restaurant. It seemed that he hadn't seen them there as of yet. Christina, who sat opposite me, told me the story of the building where we were eating. It belongs to an arts organization (of which she is a member). In the past, these were studios (possibly live-work studios). Now in addition to the restaurant, there are galleries on the upper floors. Ase, who was sitting next to Christina, is an archivist as well as being an artist. Catherine (Murphy) was struck by the fact that it seemed that all the artists at dinner had two or three children. It was explained to her that because of "free" health and dental care as well as daycare, having children was more financially possible. Because he had a three-hour drive back to Falun, Rasimus left before the rest of us. See the following two entries.]]> Rasimus picked us up at our hotel in Falun at 9:15 AM. Our first stop was Dragon's Gate. Construction on this bizarre folly of a hotel began 15 years ago. But it was never completed. Next, we went to Uppsala to visit the Uppsala Art Museum. The Museum is usually closed on Mondays. But Rasimus knows Daniel Werkmaster, the director, who very graciously opened the museum for us. We had lunch in Uppsala before we headed to Stockholm.]]> We had to leave Richard Galloway's studio, leaving enough time to get to the Carl Larsson historical site by 4 pm. Rasimus arranged for us to hook up with a 4 pm tour in English. Right from the beginning, the tour guide's presentation seemed off. In the first room, he talked about the rarity of a woman, Karin Larsson, attending an art school in that period and having an art career. He then made some reference to that situation being the same as today. But it is not, for all intents and purposes, the same. In leaving that room, Catherine (Murphy), had enough of it and decided to sit out the rest of the tour. This opportunity gave me license to correct several misapprehensions that the guide had conveyed in his presentation (if I had done this in front of Catherine, it would have made her feel self-conscious). I tried to do so "gently." We both felt kind of bad for the tour guide. In addition to having incorrect information, he worked very hard to be entertaining. He also made Larssons' life seem trivial and talked to the group as if we were all 12-year-olds. Luckily, the couple and their children in this picture were also on this tour. So maybe they took better to the guides oratory style than we did. Considering that I hadn't previously spoken with these people and didn't know them, I would have ordinarily entered this photograph into the "Chance Encounters" section of this site. But I wanted to include this entry with the other entries from Sweden.]]> After leaving Jordi's studio, we headed for Richard Galloway's studio (see last entry). We were greeted in the house and then went to the studio. Richard and Moa served us coffee and tea in the studio. Richard makes very large and rather impressive woodcuts. His studio was very neat and orderly. He works for Pace Gallery (NYC) in Scandinavia and Europe with a crew installing shows for artists represented by Pace.]]> After leaving Gunilla Lunstedt's house, we headed to Jordi Arkö's house in Garsås. Jordi lives in a beautiful house by lake Siljana. His family has lived there for generations, so he owns about three buildings. He lives in is his studio and a house built by his grandfather. His wife is a journalist and was on location in Jerusalem at the time of our visit. Axel works in technology. After visiting for a while, we sat down for lunch. Jordi made us vegetable lasagna, and his son Axel made carrot salad. We brought a Princess Cake for dessert. I had read about these before we left for Sweden and wanted to taste it. Jordi insisted we take the remaining half with us. So we brought it to Richard Galloway's. There was also a selection of flatbreads, one made locally. We visited both of Jordi's studios, and he very generously gave us some prints. We mailed them home from the hotel in Stockholm. At a certain point, we had to leave to get to Richard Galloway's studio. See next entry]]> Like many of the people Rasimus has been introducing us to, Gunilla was very hospitable. She served us cheese, flatbread with delicious butter (the butter seems particularly delicious in Sweden), vegetable pate, pickles, and red peppers. She also served us delicious coffee, which seemed to be ubiquitous in Sweden. We left when Rasimus felt it was appropriate based on the timeline of the day's plans. See the previous entry.]]> Rasimus picked us up at 10 am. He had planned a full and lovely itinerary for the day. We started the day by visiting Gunilla at her home. She had a beautiful property on a lake and three or four buildings. In this photograph, we are standing in front of a house that her son has been living in. We walked around a bit before going in for a Fika. See the following entry.]]> Leaving the restaurant after dinner. See the previous entry.]]> Rasimus and Galleri Se Konst took us out for dinner. See the following entry.]]> After the opening, Rasimus took Catherine and I back to the hotel for a short rest. There wasn't enough time to settle back into our room, so we had tea and a snack in the lobby of the hotel. Rasimus picked us up about a half-hour after he dropped us off. Then we headed to the Delarnas Museum for me to give my talk. When the talk was done, some people stayed to speak with me. So Catherine and Rasimus started looking through the museum. I joined them when the last person left. From the hotel, we headed off to a dinner the galleri arranged for me to celebrate the exhibition.]]> Rasimus had planned to ask me questions and have me talk a bit at the opening. The questions were partly biographical and partly more closely work-related. See the previous four entries.]]> Saturday Morning, Rasimus picked us up from the hotel at 11:15 AM. When we got to the galleri, we needed to coordinate the names of the drawings with their placement. When we were almost finished, people started coming in for the opening, which began at 12 noon and went to 2 pm. See the previous three entries and the following entry.]]> Saturday Morning, Rasimus picked us up from the hotel at 11:15 AM. When we got to the galleri, we needed to coordinate the names of the drawings with their placement. When we were almost finished, people started coming in for the opening, which began at 12 noon and went to 2 pm. See the previous two entries and the following two entries.]]> Saturday Morning, Rasimus picked us up from the hotel at 11:15 AM. When we got to the galleri, we needed to coordinate the names of the drawings with their placement. When we were almost finished, people started coming in for the opening, which began at 12 noon and went to 2 pm. See the previous entry and the following three entries.]]> Saturday Morning, Rasimus picked us up from the hotel at 11:15 AM. When we got to the galleri, we needed to coordinate the names of the drawings with their placement. When we were almost finished, people started coming in for the opening, which began at 12 noon and went to 2 pm. See the following entry.]]> Rasimus' father is originally Finnish and didn't speak much English. His mother had a little more English. Nonetheless, we all were able to communicate enough, helped by Rasimus periodically filling his parents in on what we had been talking about. After fika, Rasimus dropped us off back at the hotel. We had dinner that night in the hotel dining room. Dinner and breakfast were both smorgasbords, with a number of choices and lots of food. See the previous entry.]]> Rasimus brought us to his family house (the house he grew up in) for fika. We visited, we drank, we ate. Rasimus's mother baked cinnamon buns and chocolate squares. See the next entry.]]> We got back to Galleri Se Konst in time to meet the reporter, Anders K. Gustafsson. While Anders was interviewing me, Rasimus, Catarina, and Catherine were doing the lighting for the show. I talked to Anders for about 45 minutes. He wrote an article about the exhibition that was later posted online. When we left the Gallery (Catherine, Rasimus, me), Rasimus took us to his parent's house for fika (Swedish tradition for getting together for camaraderie, and food/drink, but mostly camaraderie).]]> We had lunch at the restaurant in the museum before dealing with business. Gunilla had to leave following lunch. So Catherine, John, and I went upstairs to the auditorium where I was to do my lecture. We did a technical check with a guy from the museum. We also installed five of my drawings for a small exhibition at the museum. We had to get back to the gallery in time to meet a reporter, who would be interviewing me for an article on the exhibition.]]> We arrived in Stockholm on Thursday, May 2nd. John Rasimus picked us up at the airport in Stockholm and drove the 2 and 1/2 hours to Falun. He dropped us off at our hotel, the Bergmastaren. The hotel, a cashless establishment (typical in Stockholm), served breakfast and dinner. The hotel contributed some of the cost for the rooms to the Galleri Se Konst. The Galleri provided the rest. It was a smallish hotel and a lovely place to stay. The next day, Friday, Rasimus picked us up at 10 am. We all spent the morning organising and hanging the show. Catherine and I gave our input into where the drawings should go. Rasimus and Gunilla did the physical hanging. When the show installation was completed, we all went to lunch at the Dalarnas Museum, the location of my lecture.]]> Yun-Fei Ji came to Vassar to give a talk on his work as well as to do critics with some of the studio majors. See the previous three entries.]]> Yun-Fei Ji came to Vassar to give a talk on his work as well as to do critics with some of the studio majors. See the previous two entries and the following entry.]]> Yun-Fei Ji came to Vassar to give a talk on his work as well as to do critics with some of the studio majors. See the previous entry and the following two entries.]]>