Six Pic Saturday

9:40 am -- My day starts out at a leisurely pace with a walk through Bush's Pasture Park, near my home.



10:22 am -- I finally check out the fish market that moved into the neighborhood several months ago. After some discussion with the guy behind the counter, I decide on some fresh, Canadian salmon for dinner.



12:00 pm -- I work with the HIV/AIDS Awareness Project, which trains inmates at the Oregon State Penitentiary as peer educators. After many delays, today we were finally able to hold our activities in remembrance of World AIDS Day.



3:54 pm -- Since I am already nearby, I decide to stop by the Jason Lee Memorial Cemetery. I am still on the hunt to find where Ellen Hemenway Humphrey's gravesite is.



4:49 pm -- When I am in Salem, my Saturday evening ritual is to stop by the local Roth's grocery store to pick up the early edition of the Sunday Oregonian. In turn, I drop off my old papers in the Lion's Club recycling bin in the parking lot.



6:23 pm -- Dinner! Fresh salmon with miso-soy glaze, avocado, and Mediterranean orzo salad.

Where is Spring?

Willamette Pass
Originally uploaded by Katherine H.

This was the view ahead of me as I journeyed to Klamath Falls this past weekend to conduct training. Fortunately, I had a 4-wheel vehicle for the trip. The summit of Willamette Pass in the Cascade Mountains rises to about 5200 feet. Not much in comparison to the Wasatch Mountains of Utah, but definitely a change in altitude from the valley around Salem.




There were even icicles hanging from the roof of the tunnel! When I crossed the pass on the return trip 48 hours later, the roads were clear and much of the snow had melted. It was certainly a pretty backdrop for the drive.

Un Alma...Trece Mujeres

Cultural Center rotunda
Originally uploaded by Katherine H.

During my trip to Texas, Rochelle and I made a visit to the Latino Cultural Center in downtown Dallas.

I had read about an exhibit featuring the works of thirteen women (trece mujeres) from various Latin American countries. Having just returned from South America, I was particularly curious to observe what the exhibit had to offer.

The Cultural Center itself is an intriguing building designed by Mexican Architect Ricardo Legorreta. With its heavy wood-hewn doors, warm desert colors, and sculpture plaza it makes a bold statement against the Dallas sky. The texture of the granite weaving my Jesus Moroles beckons to be examined more closely.

An employee pointed us in the direction of the rotunda, where we sat for several moments in the darkness watching the changing colors highlight the various patterns in the "Orientations" mural.



Dallas is fortunate to have an institution dedicated to showcasing the history and contributions of artists not well known by the mainstream art community. The exhibits rotate every few weeks, so it's worth a look the next time you find yourself in town.