A Narrator’s Farewell Part III: Bringing the Hotel’s Paintings to Life
Finally, I leave you and the Pfister Hotel with twenty (soon to be twenty-one–I’ll explain later) creative works written by me and participants in the five Plume Service writing experiences that took place between December and April. My original goal was to bring all 80 of the Victorian-era paintings in the Hotel to life, so for the first two […]
A Narrator’s Farewell Part I: The Early Months
Dear Readers– The past year has taken me places I could never have expected, which was exactly what I had in mind when I decided to quit teaching English last June after 22 years. I knew that my dedication to my profession would preclude devoting serious time to any new pursuits or new projects, whatever […]
Margaret Muza: Musing About Her Muses (Part 2)
Before my time is up as the Narrator, I wanted to sit down with the new Artist-in-Residence Margaret Muza one last time (though I’m sure I’ll be back many times during her residency!) to get and share with you some of the back stories of the tintypes currently hanging in her studio. As the walls […]
Margaret Muza: Musing About Her Muses (Part I)
Her last name is pronounced “myuza,” which sounds like music and muses. Its origin is Kashubian, from an ethnic group that hails from Poland on the Baltic Sea. Interestingly, Margaret Muza is related to the Jacob Muza who in 1872 established a colony on Jones Island (really a peninsula named after James Monroe Jones), essentially […]
From Abstracts to Tintypes: Passing the Brush to Margaret Muza
On March 24, Pamela Anderson revealed her collection of art produced during her residency at The Pfister. The Pop-Up Gallery was alive with color and conversation before the pièce de résistance, the unveiling of her Legacy piece, which will soon grace the hallway next to the legacies of the former AIRs: Reginald Baylor, Katie Musolff, Shelby […]
FOOD AS ART: Pamela Anderson’s Legacy Dinner
When I first wrote about the Pfister Hotel Artist-in-Residence Pamela Anderson a little over a year ago, I contrived a letter from her to me, written from a plane: Dear Dominic, I’m writing this from 28,000 feet. Soon, I will touch down on the hotel’s carpeted runway and disembark in my new studio-for-a-year. I haven’t met […]