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A JOURNAL OF COMFORTABLE LIVING IN THE CATSKILLS AND HUDSON VALLEY

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CLIPPINGSFrom Around the Region3INTERIORSIn Living Color4

WOODSHEDStu-Stu-Studio33HORIZONSFairweather Friends34

WELLNESSLook Before You Lease45FASHIONOutdoor Opulence44

ARTMarveling: Artist Christie Scheele12DESIGNArchitectural Stylist14

BEAUTYFall Healing32

FILMWoodstock Film Festival9Vincent D’Onofrio and the Festivalthat changes ideas.

LOCAVORE16 The Icelandic Grower’s Tale

19 Full Circle20 Recipe: For Starters

16Spring Lake Farm, in DelwareCounty, delivers grass-fed meats.

Read before signing on the dotted line.NEIGHBORS24 Local Calendar28 Ulster County

24ENDPAPER46 The Crane Kick48 Of Mice and Men

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LIFE39 Memoir42 A League of Your Own43 Poem: Opening Day

39LISTENINGSarah Fimm36

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LETTERS | TO THE EDITOR

Got the latest issue. It’s really a work of art anda great magazine. Keep up the amazing work.

Evan NassRiverdale, NY

I was moved by Rose’s tale [Actions Speak Louder-Summer 2012] of unspoken love. For her to sharethe warmth of her emotions decades after herhusband’s death speaks volumes to the love hemust have wanted to shout from every treetop.We need to listen with our hearts.

Lilly CraneRosendale, NY

I found your spring issue at Terrapin restaurantand enjoyed reading it with my dinner. I amsorry if I was supposed to return it, but I had totake it home to read it all. My favorite Chagallpainting [Chagall in High Falls] has always beenhis Blue Violinist. It was wonderful to learn of thepersonal context of his time in High Falls – theHolocaust, bereavement, Communism – duringwhich it and many other great works of art werecreated.

Allan HannimanRhinebeck, NY

Your story about Carmen Ejogo [SparklingOutside & In- Summer 2012] reminds me that it’spossible to be beautiful, talented, and very smartat the same time. Green Door sparkles.

Eddie BryantStone Ridge, NY

Jim Hanas’ insights into Irving’s fiction [Napster- Spring 2012] have reinforced my understand-ing of both the times in which Irving lived andthe creative freedom he enjoyed. Having cast theKaatskill Mountains and Hudson Valley out ofwhole cloth from cursory visits, his later workson the history of NY showed his love of satire.He became the inspiration for generations ofAmerican authors, but today would be feted forhis marketing skills. Prior to the publication ofhis work, Irving placed a series of missing personadvertisements in NY newspapers seekinginformation on Diedrich Knickerbocker, hispseudonym, who was missing from his hotel inNYC. He claimed that if Mr. Knickerbockerfailed to return to the hotel to pay his bill, thehotel owner would publish the manuscript hehad left in his room. Modern publishers couldlearn a great deal about marketing from thisman.

Harold WalkerTarrytown, NY

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The Borscht Identity

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A recent New York Times article by Peter Applebome queried if theCatskills needs to lose its Borscht Belt image and rebrand. Abandonedbungalow colonies and behemoth dilapidated hotels dot Sullivan andSouthern Ulster County as aging bellhops and busboys die off withfunny antidotes and stories. This past April, Grossinger’s famed SocialActivities Director, Lou “Simon Sez” Goldstein, died at age 90 and theformer Brown’s Hotel burned down. When change happens in theCatskills, the Borscht Belt always seems to come up.

These days, hipsters do a bit of urban exploration by snapping somecompelling photos of decaying mossy pools, slanting bungalows andpeeling ballrooms. Postcards and authentic curiosities of the period canbe had in antique shops or garage sales around the area for cheap to givefuel to our fascination with the era’s demise. I bought a piece of theoriginal Grossinger’s stage at a Liberty yard sale.

Occasionally, an interest story appears in a publication (mostly to aJewish audience) about the Golden Age, but, otherwise, the Catskillstrudge along. Little has replaced the resort industry since, whether youlook at it has half-full or half-empty. Signs along Route 209 say“Welcome Back Nevele.” Developers and local politicians talk about acasino at the old Concord Hotel, but still nothing has stuck in ourkishkes. A friend who grew up in the area remembers a brandingcampaign decades ago that read, “Casinos mean jobs.”

So is time to take off the Borscht Belt? Yes (and the suspenders too.)But this does not mean that we cannot honor our history. The BorschtBelt era sticks in our craw because of the way it went out, dying overdecades like a washed up comedian. People feel they could have donemore, so they pine for the past instead and kvetch about the future. ABorscht Belt museum would be a wonderful way to remember the era.The Bethel Woods Museum has captured the many forces of the 1969Woodstock Concert with conviction and pride. I left wishing I lived inthe sixties.

My guess is that once the Borscht Belt era is framed with the samereverence as Woodstock, people will let go, move on, and cash in.Tie-dye and peace signs are sold in every commercial permutation fromSullivan County up to Woodstock, NY. In New York City, a Kutscher’sTribeca opened, which serves up the menu from the historic hotel.Perhaps a niche hipster venture, but still a nice homage. Until then, Ican still make a nice hearty bowl of borscht the way bubby used to makeit and even with a few updates.

Serve with a crusty artisan bread from Flower Power Bakery, use localbeets from Willow Wisp Farms, serve a leafy green salad from NeversinkFarms and trinken (drink) a shot or two of The Catskill DistillingCompany’s Peace Schnapps (Vodka) to wash it all down.

Essen! But remember, Borscht has a way of repeating itself.


Nestled in the Shawangunksand overlooking the

Rondout Valley, the house hasthe feel of an aerie; a hawk ridesan updraft in the middledistance, level with the backdeck. “We walked in and saw theview and just knew,” says ChaseBrock of the home he shareswith husband Rob Berman. “Webought the house the same daywe saw it for the first time, andnever had a moment of regret.”

It's hard to imagine either ofthese two guys mooning about inregret over anything much -they're too busy. Berman, amusical director with a lengthystring of credits like the KennedyCenter Honors, the Encores!series of concert productions ofgreat American musicals, and aslew of Broadway productions.Brock, besides being thechoreographer hired to helprescue Spiderman: Turn On theDark last year, designed the“Broadway Experience” dancegame for Wii and PlaystationActive, and his own company, theChase Brock Experience,

regularly wins raves for itssignature blend ofwhimsy, technical dazzleand joie de vivre.

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Joy, in fact, would seem to define the style in which the two lead theirupstate lives. “We've basically fallen in love with the whole area-Woodstock, Kingston, High Falls, Stone Ridge,” says Berman. “We'vegotten to know so many wonderful fellow artists - people like Denny Dillonand Kaete Brittin Shaw. One of my mentors, Rob Fisher, has the propertythat abuts ours - he walks over to visit.”

Besides the creative ferment surrounding them, the two have gone ‘native’,taking in the delights of a number of distinctly upstate sights and eventssuch as the World's Largest Kaleidoscope in Mount Tremper, the HeadlessHorseman Haunted Hayride in Ulster Park, the collegiate carnival ofdowntown New Paltz and the homey delights of the Ulster County Fair.

It's not all play when they are up here. “We spent 110 days up here last year-it’s less than two hours and a great place to come and work. It's refreshingeven if we're only up here for a day,” says Berman. “Our friends love it,” saysBrock. “We've got three bedrooms and pullout couches, and we love to justmix up a batch of personalities. When you've been hanging out for twodays, you tend to get deeper over Sunday breakfast than you can managemeeting for coffee in Manhattan.”

The décor bursts with jewel tones and saturated hues - orange, yellow,purple, aqua, hot pink. “If there's a theme,” says Brock, “maybe it's 'theparents are away so let's do everything we're not supposed to do.' There's awhole lot you can do with color that a lot of people are afraid of.” Amongthe lush riot of color, every room has an array of found treasures - a lampencrusted with vintage toy cars, a Charlie Chaplin waste basket, a ruby-redplastic chandelier discovered at Home Depot.

Fine pieces by local artists and sculptors adorn nooks and walls. “Wewanted to furnish with the work of those who live here,” says Berman. “Wedon't want to be 'those people.' We're just us. We wondered at first if we'dbe accepted as part-timers, but everyone has been so great - people seemexcited that we've come up, and we keep meeting more great ones.”

“A friend from the city actually remarked in surprise at how social we’vebecome,” says Brock. “We threw a party last summer with friends from uphere and it was an absolute blast. The cross-pollination is great. We've mettrue greats like Gillian Jagger - she’s a senior citizen sculptor who makescrazy enormous stuff. It's terrifying and awesome and just so hip.”

The fertile Rondout Valley soil offers ample sustenance for the body, notjust the soul. “Being vegan up here is amazingly easy,” says Berman. “Weabsolutely love Saunderskill Farms, and the cooking at Aroma Thymedown in Ellenville. We eat very well up here.”

The shared studio in the basement, with its Steinway and “Artists AlwaysWelcome” sign, is a work in progress - and likely to be the birthplace ofmany a future musical coup to be enjoyed by folks who've no idea that thereis such a place as the Rondout Valley. Brock's bold dance concepts (“I loveall of it, from MTV to opera, I like to mix everything up. It's the era ofremix, after all”) are delighting connoisseurs and casual observers alike, andBerman was tapped as musical director for the recent “Barack onBroadway” fundraiser that featured Obama and Clinton. (“They were verygracious. It was kinda surreal.”)

“Having this house has been just the greatest thing,” says Berman. “It bringsa lot of balance to life. I feel so fortunate.” “It helps you appreciate the citymore, too,” says Brock. “Driving down there to that magical tingly feelingand having this to come back to...I love being up here during the week inthe winter when it's dead quiet. I'd hate to have to pick.”

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The 13th Annual Woodstock Film FestivalVincent D’Onofrio wantsyou to spend Fall at theWoodstock Film Festival.

Meira Blaustein, co-founder and executivedirector of the Woodstock Film Festival, hasfond memories of the first film festival twelveyears ago. On a shoestring budget, communitycenters and art galleries around Woodstockwere retrofitted to screen films. Blausteinremembers Barbara Kopple’s My Generation, afilm documenting the three Woodstock musicfestivals, as a highlight. The first year alsocelebrated the fifteenth anniversary of StopMaking Sense, the Talking Heads concert moviedirected by Jonathan Demme. It was screenedat the legendary Bearsville Theater inWoodstock where organizers removed the seatsto create a dance floor. Confused audiencemembers, not knowing what to do, chose todance.

This embodies the magic of the festival wherepassion, spontaneity and creativity thrive.The festival is known for its exciting panelseries where one can see some of the topprofessionals in their respective fields and get aserious crash course on the various topics beingpresented. Each year, Academy Awardnominated animator, Bill Plympton, co-curatesthe world-class animation program. Originallyconceived as part of the 1999 WoodstockMusic Festival, the film festival continues topay homage to its musical roots with liveconcerts that are tied to the movies beingshown. Past performers include Levon Helm,Bela Fleck, Arlo Guthrie and Donovan.

Actor Vincent D’Onofrio, a strong supporterof the festival, says, “You meet the mostinteresting filmmakers; every time I go I end uphaving a two or three hour conversation withpeople in a room somewhere, impromptuconversations with filmmakers from all over theworld.” Diverse programming showcases filmprofessionals from Russia to Mexico to righthere in our own backyard.

Now in its thirteenth year, the festival hasbecome a premiere regional event where actorsand filmmakers abound. You may run intocelebrities at local restaurants, coffee shops,

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panel discussions and, yes, movies. Pastattendees include Steve Buscemi, MelissaLeo, Ethan Hawke and Mark Ruffalo. Thefestival recently moved its operations to thenew Film Center on Rock City Road. “Wespent an enormous amount of time, energy,and a ton of money scrambling to find andrenovate space each year to fulfill ourneeds, so the new Film Center offers usthe opportunity to consolidate and growto continue providing extraordinaryprogramming and economic benefit to theregion,” says Blaustein.

There is an ongoing capital campaign inconjunction with the Hudson Valley FilmCommission to complete the center. TheFilm Center will host filmmakers, film-related workshops, classes, special events andserve as a hub for the film festival and filmcommission events such as casting calls,screenings and board meetings.

The festival is a non-profit organization withzero commercial drive other than showcasingworthy independent films and filmmakers. Itrelies on grants, sponsorships, philanthropicefforts and the residents of the surroundingHudson Valley communities for support."The Film Center will enhance our ability tocontinue creating, assisting and promotingsustainable, clean, economic development bybringing jobs, educational opportunities andrevenue tot h e

community via film, video and mediaproduction," says Hudson Valley FilmCommission Director Laurent Rejto.

The festival now receives about two thousandfilm submissions a year. Only one hundredand twenty-five films are selected. Blausteinalso attends movie festivals around the worldcherry picking film for possible inclusion.She likes filmmakers who may not havereached their peak but show promise. Theselection process is highly competitive soBlaustein turns to the advisory panel andestablished filmmakers for their expertise.

The festival has expanded its reach byscreening movies outside of Woodstock atthe Rosendale Theater in Rosendale andUpstate Films in Rhinebeck. Festivalorganizers want to correct a misnomer thatthe Woodstock Film Festival is only forWoodstock. The festival is an artistic andeconomic generator for the entire HudsonValley that highlights a region rich inlocation and talent. The festival works withthe Hudson Valley Film Commission tofoster and support the film industry in theHudson Valley.

There is no doubt that the festival has grown,but, even so, Blaustein has not wavered in thefestival’s mission. “We have a specificpersonality that has to do with fiercelyindependent films, singular vision, subjectmatter that is of value and groundbreakingstyles.” Blaustein understands that there is abalance and getting too big would undermine

the character of the festival. “Intimacy isone of its strengths.”

Blaustein has mixed feelings about recenttrends in filmmaking such as thepropagation of digital filmmaking. “Nowanyone can readily make a movie, whichdemocratizes filmmaking but alsosaturates the landscape with mediocrefilms and makes it harder for truly worth-while films to stand out,” says Blaustein.“I think we’re in a transitional period withdigital,” added D’Onofrio. “The biggerbudget films are all shooting digital,everybody is shooting digital and everybodyis using the economy as an excuse to paypeople less.”

With less pay and tighter moviebudgets, the delineation

between independentsand block-

busters has become blurred. “It will beinteresting in five years when the economygets better", says D’Onofrio. “The only trueindependent films that are made right noware made for $100, 000 or less and are shot insomeone’s backyard.”

Regardless, Blaustein reminds us of what’smost important. “Storytelling hasn’t changed.In order to make a good movie you have totell a good story.”

D’Onofrio started attending the festival as afan and now wouldn’t miss it. He isimpressed with the genuineness and artisticintegrity of the festival. “Actors don’t need tobe nervous about going to the WoodstockFilm Festival because nothing is ever asked ofyou that’s in any way exploitive.” He is amember of the advisory board along withother actors like Ethan Hawke and he doesanything he can to help promote the festival.A couple of years back, his movie Don’t GoInto The Woods was screened at the festival.It’s a horror/musical shot on his farm(backyard) in the Kingston area. Screened atan outdoor venue, the mix of Woodstockiannight, gore and musical numbers made forpleased, if terrified, moviegoers.

D’Onofrio continues to work as an actor withfive new films in post-production, but nowdevotes time to developing films from theground up. He has several of his own projectsin the early stages of development. “I thinkeverything I make will be shown atWoodstock,” says D’Onofrio.

This year’s festival runs October 10th to 14thand tickets go on sale mid-September.Tickets will be available earlier at theWoodstock box office so make sure you checkthe website regularly for festival lineups,musical performers, ticket info and travelaccommodations. There are a limitednumber of tickets available to the public forThe Opening Night Party, The Friday NightFilmmaker Party and The Maverick AwardsCeremony and Gala. Merchants inWoodstock, Rhinebeck and Rosendale willhave special offers for ticket holders and thereare special lodging packages for weekendersup from the city.

Go to: www.woodstockfilmfestival.com.

Support the capital campaign:www.woodstockfilmfestival.com/fundraising/capitalcampaign.php


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P e o p l epraise herl andscapepaint ings ,attributingthese dense,atmosphericworks toan individualof a deepm e d i t a t i v epersonal i t y.Yet when theymeet theN o r t h e r nUlster Countyartist, she said,they are jarredby her self-con-fessed “wiredpersonality”.

“They almost think that it’shypocritical or something,” shesaid, laughing, on a late spring dayin her artist studio, sited by thelazy Oxclove Creek in thebackyard of her rambling 1870house.

Equally, students mentored by thecerebral Scheele, who vividlyexplains technique and art historywith equal acuity, are surprised tolearn her professional career beganas a coloring artist for MarvelComics.

For more than a decade, sheworked on popular titles such asDaredevil, Spider-Man and TheAvengers. “I liked the ‘mood’books; the ones that happened atnight.” She weathered thetransition from the old-schoolsystem of 64 colors to thekaleidoscope of hues ushered in bythe digital era and her reputationgrew. “I became known as themood colorist.”

While Marvel was her “bread andbutter job,” Scheele learned a greatdeal about utilizing color duringher years there. One glance at anunfinished comic panel page, shesaid, and she was able to mentallycompose which colors wereneeded to complete the panels andheighten the narrative.

The Marvel gig afforded anotherbenefit: co-worker Jack Morelli, acomic book letterer and logodesigner there, would become herhusband.

Concurrent with Marvel, startingin the mid-1980s, the Nebraskanative began showing her figura-tive art in Manhattan galleries.

Taking to heart artist MiltonAvery’s maxim, “You can alwaystell the quality of a painter by theiredges,” Scheele concentrated onembedding details into the cornersof her work.

“Mine just headed more into ablended, scumbled look.” (Scheeledefines scumbling as the flat blendof paint with the texture of thecanvas, achieved by dragging athin or dry brush across the work.)

By her own admission, the restlessScheele took occasional careerdetours along the way, amongthem tai chi and teaching Spanishand English as a second language.“But painting was the constant.”When a set of twins joined thehousehold, Scheele cut back onattending wine-and-cheese galleryopenings, but maintained her ownartistic output.

During those domestic years,Scheele and Morelli would visitcoupled friends in the Mid-Hudson Valley. Recurring tripsconvinced her that rural livingfull-time was not only a neededalternative to metropolitan chaos,but that the relaxed daily pacewould allow more time for art-making.

The New Yorkers made the leap.

“Living up here,” she said, “Igained space in a way, in my mindand in my heart, when I work, andI feel very fortunate about that.”(Ironically, within months of thefamily’s arrival, their circle offriends began breaking up andleaving the area.)

By this time the artist had begunworking on her signaturelandscapes, a shift that was whollyunplanned. The transition wasespecially surprising becauseScheele had come from acontemporary background whereshe reveled in the liberating breakfrom classic tradition. “But thenI fell into the most convention-filled genre there is.”

The Scheele landscape series usenature as a reference point, theartist working from photographstaken in her travels. But when shereturns to the studio, she leapsbeyond the literal to create hybridsof “emotional memory” andartistic interpretation.

In the artist statement on herwebsite, Scheele explains, “My

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Painter Christie Scheeleconfounds expectations.

Marveling

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version of minimalism is aboutshape and atmospherics. I paintnot just the light but the air itself,and how these affect the edges andcolors of the scenes depicted…Nearly everything I paint couldexist in nature, yet most often itdoes not… I see myself as beingcloser to the color field paintingsof Rothko than to traditional orplain air landscape painters.”

There is a fragile beauty to herlandscape work, as well as amelancholy, but Scheele does notseek to evoke specific feelings. “Itry to leave the emotion open, soI’m not sewing it up or tying it upwith a bow and handing it over tothe viewer.” However, she willattribute one constant to herlandscapes: “Rhythmic calm.”

“Silhouetted trees are like comfortfood to me,” referring to arecurring leitmotif of herlandscape work. Titles, she admits,are her weak point; she tends tocreate names at the insistence ofher gallery owners.

It is not uncommon for the artistto work on three paintings concur-rently, given that her processinvolves painting several layers ona single canvas over dark gesso andthen allowing time for the work todry between applications. Still, sheis unsettlingly prolific, completinga painting a week.

Walks in the woods provide abreak from studio work, she said,as well as inspiration. But they alsoimpart a sense of humility.

“It’s a fail-safe mood equalizer.”

Scheele strenuously avoids whatshe calls “artistic napping,”unsettled by watching colleagues“almost painting the same paintingover and over again.” After years ofshrugging off patron requests tomove beyond monochromaticcanvases – “I was avoiding melo-drama at all costs.” – she beganinjecting brighter hues into herwork.

In 2001, she moved into a newcategory of art, utilizing foundobjects from the woods andantique stores as varied as century-old wooden boxes, cupboard doorsand flour sifters. In recent years,she began the “Affinity” series,melding painting with frayed linenand gridding.

The reason for yet another artistic

transition? “Because I wanted topush it in another direction; in adirection that called even moreattention to the fact that this is anartwork and not a window ontonature only.”

Despite the erudite response,Christie Scheele is not a navelgaz-ing artist; in addition to four hoursevery day at her easel, she serves asher own agent, striking deals withgallery owners across the country.This morning, she is packing eightcanvases into her 2004 VolvoWagon for a road trip to galleriesin Cape Cod and on Martha’sVineyard. She will also teach aworkshop to fledgling artists atProvincetown Artists AssociationMuseum.

“It’s been very gratifying," she saidof the classes. "I can help mold abody of work, as well as just say,‘Show here, do this.’ ”

Two of her works enjoyed anextended cameo in the film BrokenFlowers, directed by fellow UlsterCounty resident and indie veteranJim Jarmusch. This happy accidentoccurred when the film’s setdesigner stopped in at The TenderLand Home, the Phoenicia giftshoppe that displays Scheele’swork. One day, Kelsey Grammerstopped in to The Tender LandHome and was captivated by thework. Owner Dave Pillarddirected him to the studio onOxclove Creek. Now a Scheelepainting hangs in the actor’shome.

Scheele is proudest, however, of alarge-format landscape acquiredby SUNY New Paltz’s DorskyMuseum, which is exhibited often.

While Scheele's mercurialpersonality occasionally maypuzzle her patrons, it has servedher artwork well.

“I’ve got a coolness and then I stepback and I've got a warmth and akind of edge underneath and a bitof passion.” She pauses. “Anddefinitely obsessiveness.”

She laughs.

“It’s great to have something tofunnel it into.”


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By DesignArchitectural Stylist Amy Lewisis guided by the spirit of place.

What is an architectural stylist?

An ‘architectural stylist’ is someone with an architecturalbackground (degree from accredited architecturalprogram) and LEED Certified (accreditedprofessional of ‘Leadership in EnvironmentalEnergy Design’ by USGBC), who possessessolid knowledge of environmentally-friendlybuilding practices, exceptional design talentand loving execution of projects, benefitingthe clients, community and planet.Architectural Stylist itself, I formed in 2011, tohelp people bloom where they are planted - fallin love with their places (again) - and ‘live theirdream space’ through the healing power ofdesign.

“Bloom where they are planted" - youseem to place importance on "location" inyour work - can you explain?

Location, or genius loci, spirit of place, alwaysserves as a source of great inspiration for myprojects. Learning about the physical history of asite (built or un-built), what happened there over time,local customs, cultural idiosyncrasies, geologic andclimatic patterns as well as picking up on the general vibeof a place is crucial for good design. Like ‘knowing youraudience’ for a presentation; ‘knowing your location’ for aproject is essential. Taking time to be still, and listeningto what the space (as well as the client!) says - what itcalls for, what it needs - lets me see design opportunities.When I am in tune with a location, I can use this visionto construct a design that interlocks and interfacessymbiotically with its environment and users. Thispeaceful relationship is precisely what allows people to

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bloom where they are planted - within a design thatrespects both the clients and the location - happinessgrows.

How does knowing a placeinform your design choices?

Places are puzzles, available fordeciphering, exploring andlearning. I’m always fascinatedwith new locations, or lookingat familiar ones through adifferent lens. Throughconscious awareness, I am ableto discern many thingsthrough my senses about alocation, tangible and intangi-ble, and have always foundthis to be extremely helpfulwhen approaching a project.Invaluable information canbe gleaned for a design byunderstanding what is

contextually suitable. What has been tried inan area before, and what hasn’t, and why?Sometimes a place cannot sustain certain designs,due to climate and ground conditions, but some-times a design has just never been conceived to existin a location and that is precisely what I like tounderstand. Finding the difference, to use trustedmaterials in a new form - or bringing an entirely new(yet appropriate) medium to a place - is my raisond’être for designing. Satisfaction, for me, is creatingsomething new, yet when I truly know a place - andcan make optimally site-specific design and materi-al decisions - I feel not only satisfied but euphoric!

Can you give an example of a"new medium" working in anunconventional space?

Recently, as part of my comprehen-sive office beautification scheme forCornell University CooperativeExtension of Sullivan County,Executive Director Lee Reidy askedme to design a fountain for theexterior entrance of their building -‘something appropriately rustic - butnot the typical bubbling barrel.’Tromping in the middle of aSullivan County field - hunting foragricultural ‘things’ (the specifics ofwhich I couldn’t have explained, butwould have known if I had seen) -the concept of Agrisculpture wasborn, lovingly rethinking antiquefarming equipment to have a newfunction! GROW, the firstAgrisculpture for CCESC (in themaking,) will feature a trio of ‘stalks’with disks from a disk harrow-rotated vertically upward serving aseries of stacked basins for water(which runs upward through thecentral spine) to collect into andtrickle through. An importantaspect of Agrisculpture, like allArchitectural Stylist projects, is thephysical crafting of objects in spacesI design. Possessing only intermedi-

ate welding finesse, I have enlistedthe expertise of local Farmer-Welder Doug Sweetman ofSweetman Farms in Warwick, NY.Doug believes it is important for hisfarm that he knows tertiary skillslike welding to run it at peakefficiency. I believe that it isimportant for my Agrisculpturedesigns to be made with the handsof a Farmer-Welder because theenergy with which they are craftedwill come from a place of experienceand material understanding - eventhough their form and function willbe synergistically new.

For an Architectural Stylist, “newmedia” can be old things that Irethink, transform and combine toexist differently and serve a positivepurpose. GROW, the premierAgrisculpture, is my most recentnew medium - and as it is mainlycomprised of soil tilling disks -placing it in an office building’slandscape may at first seemunconventional. It has proven to bequite appropriate however, as thesecond Agrisculpture design (abench) has been commissioned toprovide relaxation, balance and abeautiful place to sit and viewGROW Agrisculpture. GD

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Native Icelander Ingimunder Kjarval looks like aViking chieftain complete with four blonde daughters by hisManhattan-born wife. The grandson of a famous painter, he’sliterally on a mission to bring to families, foodies and fad-followersdownstate meat raised by ancient methods on his 250-acre farm inDelaware County, New York.

Well, not quite. “I’m not doing this to produce luxury food for theelite, I could not feel more strongly about that,” insists Kjarval.“America is very ill right now; we’ve come to an awareness that we’vebeen much too trusting with our banking and also with our food. It’sa serious health issue. These bad practices to keep prices cheap.”

Spring Lake Farm sells meat that’s free of antibiotics and artificialhormones from animals the Kjarvals have raised themselves directlyto consumers. The sheep and cows are solely fed grasses grown onthe farm; the pigs are pastured, meaning they roam freely, but theirdiet includes an on-premises-mixed ration of hay with some corn.

“I’m trying to breed pigs who thrive on grass. One of the reasonsthey have so many problems on the huge commercial farms is theyforce the pigs to breed three times a year, weaning the piglets tooyoung, before their immune systems develop,” says Kjarval.

The sleek animals look content. As we tour the lush terrain - theland was once a profitable dairy farm - the livestock brighten and

The IcelandicGrower’s TaleSpring Lake Farms deliversgrass-fed meats.BY JENNIFER FARLEY | PHOTOS BY KELLY MERCHANT

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bellow when they see Kjarval.

Kjarval studies animal species, seeking to mirror his terroir. Thecattle are mainly Highland, Hereford and Simmental, which he cross-breeds for specific characteristics. He thinks it’s immoral to breedanimals for extreme characteristics at the expense of health andvitality. He tells me that Icelandic animal welfare laws insist dairycows graze. Iceland is known for its butter; Whole Foods sells theSmjor brand. Don’t get him started on factory-farmed chicken.

The family has owned this particular property since 1996. It’s a three-hour drive from Manhattan. Customers may visit by appointment.

Kjarval has been raising pastured meats in America for three decades;he met wife Temma Bell, an American painter of Icelandic descent,when both were throwing Scandinavian-style craft pottery at a studioin Reykjavik. They relocated to upstate New York in 1982. Whenceramics failed to produce an adequate income, they turned to animalhusbandry, at one point raising rabbits. But the number of familyfarms in the once-prosperous western Catskills foothills continues todwindle. It’s extremely difficult to turn a profit. Most of his neighborsare weekenders.

“I’m trying to do this on my own, mixing the best farming practicesof Iceland with what works in the states,” says Kjarval. “Grazing and

haymaking are very important in Iceland mostly because other cropsdon’t grow in the almost Arctic climate.”

The state doesn’t subsidize farms like Spring Lake. In fact, the USDAadvised Kjarval “to just quit,” because the federal laws and subsidiesare written to incentivize mammoth farms in the Midwest. But twoyears ago, a couple of new small USDA-certified meat-processingplants opened within a reasonable traveling distance from SpringLake. Transport stresses the animals, which is also bad for the meat.Few know that it’s illegal for a grower to sell meat he personallybutchers - it has to pass federal inspection. At the plant, Spring Lake’smeat is custom butchered, vacuum-packed, and flash-frozen. Kjarvalthen brings the certified packaged cuts back to the farm. EventuallyIngimundur and Temma load up the van and deliver the meat incoolers to mostly repeat customers, primarily in Manhattan.

Spring Lake Farm sells beef, lamb and pork on a case-by-case basis,depending on availability, season and particular client needs.Consolidated orders cut delivery costs, so they’re fond of buyinggroups. Kjarval says he enjoys looking his customers “directly in theeyes.” But a few city buyers just have it left with the doorman.

“My Parents Have Almost A Zero-Mile Diet”Kjarval and Bell also keep chickens and grow fruit and vegetables.They live in a rambling Victorian farmhouse that for an unknown


reason features an astonishing 43 doors. Temma doesn’t know muchabout its history; it came with the land. The renovated kitchen boastsa huge picture window overlooking Temma’s garden. The dining room“paneling” is actually painted trompe l’oeil, no doubt the painstakingwinter project of a previous female resident. There are lots of dogs,cats, and flowering houseplants.

“My parents have almost a zero-mile diet,” says eldest daughter Ulla,whose blog, Goldilocks Finds Manhattan, documents her life as aphotographer, web designer, food columnist and grass-fed activist.“Not only is grass-fed much healthier for humans, it’s also morehumane, better for the land, and it might just save the struggling ruralcommunities of upstate New York.”

Ulla was the official policy and recipe advisor for the Grass-Fed Party,an Internet campaign promoting sustainable agriculture and grass-fedranching. She’s currently on the board of the Center for AgriculturalDevelopment and Entrepreneurship LLC. She believes the Internetholds many opportunities for farmers to promote their product andengage with the current clean food movement.

Ulla speaks fondly of growing up on the farm, but when she was inhigh school, growing most of your own food was far from chic. Somekids made fun of the Kjarval daughters, raised so far afield ofrapacious consumerism, back when less was merely less. The youngeststudies cinematography in London. Another works in marketingresearch.

Riding the Artisanal WaveTaste experts say Spring Lake beef has an earthy tenor characteristicof the Catskill’s mineral-rich grasslands and abundant pure water.Spring Lake also sells several flavors of pork sausage, a businessKjarval would like to expand.

As artisanal food overtakes the public appetite for brand-name bling,e.g. Brooklyn’s newish Empire Mayonnaise boutique emblemizes thiskinder, gentler pretension, it’s tough to find a better bragging rightthan name-dropping the farmer-cum-blogger who grew your family’smeat, not available in stores.

Surely there’s a Park Slope MILF prancing to Pilates with her BFFwho longs to utter “Schuyler, remind me to get cash for the doorman,farmer Kjarval’s coming today with the pasture-raised half-pig weordered.”

That idea makes Kjarval wince but he knows he’s doing the rightthing. While his meat costs more, eliminating the middleman makesit affordable, considering the quality.

“We’ve only been doing this for two years, so it’s still an adventure, anexperiment. But I’m enjoying the customer interaction,” he says.

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Full CircleBagel, breads and cookiesfrom around the regionthat create a well-roundedsnack.

LOCAVORE | FULL CIRCLE

1 CannoliFloyd & Bobo’s - Liberty, NY 845.292.6200 floydnbobos.com

2 Lemon Drop Cookie $1.50Catskill Harvest - Liberty, NY 845.292.3838 catskillharvest.com

3 Peace Sign Sugar Cookie $1.25Flour Power Bakery & Cafe - Livingston Manor, NY 917.747.6895 flourpowerbakery.net

4 Pão de Queijo $5.99/20 PACKSamba Café - Jeffersonville, NY 845.482.5900 sambacafeandinn.com

5 Everything Bagel 85¢Bodacious Bagels - Stone Ridge, NY 845.687.0472

6 Falafel $6.25New York City Gyro - Roscoe, NY 607.498.4900

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For StartersDespite the fact that they come first, the planning of hors d’oeuvres is often an afterthought. However, whenever I host a sizeable gathering I rely on them greatly.

ON THE MENUTurnip Soup with Carrot Chips

Miniature Endive Salad

Southeast Asian SpicedPickled Shrimp

Stuffed Fresh Figs

RECIPE & PHOTOGRAPHY BY CATIE BAUMER SCHWALB OF PITCHFORKDIARIES.COM

They are the opening act. Apreview of what’s to come. Butmuch more importantly, horsd’oeuvres ideally keep guestsentertained and occupied whileI slip back to the kitchen tofinish the meal.

Particularly around theholidays, it is better to keep thisfirst course light, so as not tocompete with the main meal ineither flavors or digestive realestate. But a few thoughtfulofferings with a clevercombination of flavors, temper-atures and textures are sure tobe appreciated. And for yourown stamina, particularly ondays when oven or refrigeratorspace is at a premium, balancerecipes that are a bit more laborintensive with those that can beentirely made in advance.

One bite. A couple ofinteresting flavors. And avibrant color or two.

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Turnip Soup with Carrot Chips

Miniature Endive Salad

Southeast Asian Spiced Pickled Shrimp

Stuffed Fresh Figs


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Turnip Soup withCarrot ChipsThis simple soup has long been a part of ourholiday gatherings. Always a favorite, it iscomforting and elegant all at once.

Serves six as a first course, or twelve to fifteenas hors d’oeuvres.

5 TABLESPOONS UNSALTED BUTTER5 TABLESPOONS FLOUR6 CUPS CHICKEN OR VEGETABLE STOCK3 CUPS TURNIPS, PURPLE OR WHITE,PEELED AND CUBED1 CUP WHOLE MILK1/4 TEASPOON GROUND WHITE PEPPERSALT, TO TASTE

Melt the butter in heavy bottomed soup potover medium-low heat. Sprinkle flour overthe melted butter and stir to combine. Cookthe butter-flour roux mixture on low for fiveminutes, stirring constantly, to cook out rawflour taste. Do not allow the roux to brown,turning down the heat if necessary.

Gradually whisk in the stock until allincorporated. Add the cubed turnip, bring toa gentle boil, and then reduce to a simmeruntil the turnip is tender.

Puree soup either in a blender or with animmersion blender. Return to low heat, addmilk, and then season with salt and whitepepper.

The soup can be made up to three days inadvance, and can be served cold or warm.Garnish with carrot chips, if desired.

Miniature Endive SaladLight, balanced and perfectly portable, this is acharming alternative to cheese and crackers,and a refreshing starter to heavy holiday meals.

Makes two dozen hors d’oeuvres.

24 WHOLE LARGE ENDIVE LEAVES, FROM 3-4 HEADS8 OUNCES GORGONZOLA DOLCE CHEESE,SOFTENED AT ROOM TEMPERATURE2 BOSC PEARS, CORED AND SLICED THIN2 TABLESPOON LEMON JUICE24 PECAN HALVES

Note: Gorgonzola Dolce is a younger, moredelicate cheese than Gorgonzola Naturale. Itis also creamier and easier to spread or pipewith a pastry bag. If not available, the morecommon Gorgonzola may be used, or yourfavorite blue cheese, and whipped gentlywith a few tablespoons of cream to smoothout the texture if necessary.

Heat oven to 325° F. Put pecans in a singlelayer on a baking sheet and toast in the ovenfor about twelve minutes. Watch carefully asthey can burn quickly near the end. Removefrom the baking sheet and set aside to cool.

Thinly slice pears lengthwise and gently tosswith the fresh lemon juice to prevent theslices from oxidizing and turning brown.

To assemble, with either a pastry bag or aplastic bag with a small corner cut off, pipe adollop of Gorgonzola onto the end of anendive leaf. Top with a toasted pecan halfand slice of pear.

The miniature salads can be made an hour ortwo in advance and kept chilled in therefrigerator.

Stuffed Fresh FigsThe warm rich colors of figs are a stunningaddition to any holiday spread, and couldn’tlook more festive than in this two-bite culinarysculpture.

Makes one dozen hors d’oeuvres.

12 WHOLE FRESH FIGS, BLACK OR GREEN,APPROXIMATELY ONE POUND4 OUNCES FRESH GOAT CHEESE, SOFTENEDAT ROOM TEMPERATURE1/3 CUP UNSHELLED, UNSALTED PISTA-CHIOS3/4 CUP BALSAMIC VINEGAR

Heat oven to 325° F. Put pistachios in asingle layer on a baking sheet and toast in theoven for about twelve minutes. Watch care-fully as they can burn quickly near the end.Remove from the baking sheet and set aside.When pistachios are cool, roughly chop.

In a small saucepan, reduce the balsamicvinegar over medium heat to a syrup. Do notallow it to become too dry and burn. If youreduce it too far, and it is no longer pourable,but not yet burned and bitter, you can add alittle water and then return it to the heat toreturn it to a syrup.

From the top, slice the figs in quarters with asharp knife, almost all the way through,leaving the fig connected at the base.

Either with a pastry bag or a plastic bag witha small corner cut off, pipe a small amount ofthe softened goat cheese into the top of eachfig, pushing the four sides out gently. Thefigs can be made up to this point up to oneday in advance and refrigerated.

To finish, drizzle with a small amount ofbalsamic syrup and sprinkle with toastedpistachios.

Carrot ChipsThese chips are incredibly sweet, thanks to thenatural sugar in the carrots, and complimentthe earthy turnip soup beautifully.

Preheat oven to 250° F.

Wash and peel whole carrots. Cut long thinstrips of carrot with a vegetable peeler.Carefully place the carrot ribbons in singlelayer on a silpat baking liner or parchmentpaper on a baking sheet. Sprinkle lightlywith fine salt, if desired.

Bake for fifteen minutes or until crisp.Watch closely as they can burn easily. Thecarrot chips can be made a day in advanceand stored in an airtight container. If it ishumid in the kitchen, the chips may need tobe crisped up again slightly in a very lowoven before serving.

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For recipes on aperitifs that are a perfect accompanimentto our holiday hors d’oeuvres, visit www.greendoormag.com

Southeast Asian SpicedPickled Shrimp

NEED A DRINK?

This is a brighter and more festive version ofthe familiar shrimp cocktail. It also can serveas a welcome departure from all the moretraditional holiday flavors.

Serves ten to twelve as hors d’oeuvres.

2 POUNDS LARGE SHRIMP, DEVEINED ANDPEELED, WITH TAIL SHELL LEFT ON.TO COOK THE SHRIMP:

3 INCH PIECE OF FRESH GINGER, SLICEDTHIN2 STALKS OF LEMONGRASS, FRESH ORFROZEN, BRUISED AND CUT INTO 3” PIECESA SMALL HANDFUL FRESH CILANTROSTEMS, LEFT WHOLE OR IN LARGE PIECES

TO PICKLE:3/4 CUP RICE VINEGAR2 WHOLE DRIED CHILI PEPPERS1 TEASPOON WHOLE CORIANDER SEEDS3 INCH PIECE FRESH GINGER, SLICED THIN2 STALKS LEMONGRASS, FRESH ORFROZEN, BRUISED AND CUT INTO 3” PIECES2/3 CUP NEUTRAL OIL, LIKE GRAPESEED OR

Fill a large pot with water. Add ginger froma three-inch piece, two stalks of lemongrassand cilantro stems. Bring to a boil and thensimmer for ten minutes.

Add the shrimp to the pot, return water to asimmer and cook for two minutes, stirringoccasionally. Drain shrimp, but do not rinse.Save boiling liquid for a soup base, if desired.

In an airtight container combine the limejuice, oil, and shrimp. Add the vinegarpickling liquid, and all its contents. Gentlystir to evenly distribute the ingredients.

Allow shrimp to marinate and chill in therefrigerator for at least 4 hours, but ideallyovernight. Occasional turn over thecontainer to redistribute the picklingmixture.

Serve shrimp cold on Chinese spoons, withtoothpicks or in a bowl with tongs. Garnishwith torn cilantro leaves and large slices oflime.

CANOLA1/4 CUP FRESH LIME JUICE, FROM ABOUTONE LIMEA SMALL HANDFUL FRESH CILANTROSTEMS, LEFT WHOLE OR IN LARGE PIECES

GARNISH: CILANTRO LEAVES & SLICED LIME

In a small pan, lightly toast coriander seedsover low heat, just until fragrant.

In a small saucepan, combine rice vinegar,chili peppers, toasted coriander seeds, slicesof ginger from a three-inch piece, two stalksof lemongrass, and cilantro stems. Bring to agentle boil, remove from heat and allow tosteep for thirty minutes, infusing the vinegarand cooling slightly.


SEPTEMBER

1 Art & Craft Fair Woodstock/New Paltz Art &Craft Fair, Labor Day Weekend.Juried crafts fair, with over 300artists and craftspeople.Exhibitions, demonstrations,childrens center, furniture,supplies, food, entertainment,and more. Free parking. No pets.Saturday & Sunday, 10am - 6pm,Monday 10am - 4pm. $8/Adults,$7/Seniors, children 12 & underfree. Ulster County FairGrounds, 249 Libertyville Road,New Paltz. Ulster County.

1 Dave Channon Exhibit Paintings and Sculptures byDave Channon. Thursday-Saturday 10am-5pm, throughSeptember 9. Sunday 10am-3:30pm (Closed Monday-Wednesday). Information: 518263 2060. Kaaterskill Fine Arts,Route 23A, Main Street, Hunter.Greene County.

1 Antique Show

Stormville Airport AntiqueShow & Flea Market. 428 NewYork 216, Stormville. DutchessCounty.

1 La Bonne Chanson A Celebration of French Song.Mary Nessinger, mezzo-soprano;Andrew Garland, baritone; AlanMurchie, piano; SequiturEnsemble, Alexander Platt,conductor. Fauré: “La BonneChanson” Op. 61. HaroldMeltzer: “Variations on aSummer Day” (World Premiere,commission of the FrommFoundation). Songs of Debussy,Duparc, Poulenc, Ravel andCésar Franck. Ravel: “TroisPoèmes de Stéphane Mallarmé.”Maverick Concerts, 120Maverick Road, Woodstock, NY.Call 845-679-8217 or visitwww.maverickconcerts.org forcomplete schedule information.Ulster County.

2 Harvest Festival Farmers market, crafts, music,children’s area, corn and hay

mazes, arts and crafts workshopsand more at the Bethel Woodsgrounds, Hurd and West ShoreRoads, Bethel, NY. Weekendsthrough Columbus Day. Call845-295-2448. Sullivan County.

2 Poetry: Poetry PotluckLed by Mermer Blakeslee andassisted by Mary Hall, sponsoredby Catskill Art Society, 11:30am.Free. Information: 845-436-4227. Art Library, CAS ArtsCenter, 48 Main Street,Livingston Manor. SullivanCounty.

2 Barryville Farmers MarketThrough October 8. Locallygrown produce, flowers, free-range meats, eggs, baked goods,jams and artisanal cheeses.Sullivan County.

7 Exhibit: Robin Dintiman Paintings and installation,through September 29,sponsored by Delaware ValleyArts Alliance, Alliance Gallery,Delaware Arts Center, 37 Main

Street, Narrowsburg, NY.Gallery hours: Tuesday -Saturday, 10 am - 4 pm.Admission: Free. Information:252-7576. Opening reception:Friday, September 7, 7pm - 9pm.Delaware Arts Center, 37 MainStreet, Narrowsburg. SullivanCounty.

8 Pulling StringsSaturday and Sunday Theater byMargolis Brown Adaptors, spon-sored by NACL, Saturday 7p.m., Sunday, 4 p.m. Admission:Sliding scale $12 - $25, children$5, family $20. Information:845-557-0694. NACL Theatre,110 Highland Lake Road,Highland Lake. Sullivan County.

8 Hudson Valley Wine & FoodFestA two-day celebration of thegourmet lifestyle in the HudsonValley. The Fest featureshundreds of wines from all overNew York and the world, morethan 100 gourmet specialty food,fine art, & lifestyle vendors, food

sampling from some of theregion’s best restaurants and liveentertainment, from 11am to5pm. Dutchess CountyFairgrounds in historicRhinebeck, NY. Parking is freeand we’re a short trip from theRhinecliff train station. DutchessCounty.

14 Big Eddy Film FestivalSponsored and presented byDelaware Valley Arts Alliance.Information: 845-252-7576.Tusten Theatre, 210 BridgeStreet, and Delaware ArtsCenter, 37 Main Street,Narrowsburg. Sullivan County.

16 Kingston Farmers Market 9am to 2pm on Wall Street inKingston. Creating a harmony ofhistory, community and farmlandwith the best of Hudson Valley.Call 845-853-8512. UlsterCounty.

16 Taste of New Paltz 22nd Annual Taste of New Paltzevent in the fall from the New

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Paltz Chamber of Commerce. An old-fashioned day in the country with foodas the centerpiece of the event,Children's events, the Artistic Taste,Business Expo, Wellness & RecreationExpo, crafts, music at center stage andmore. 11am to 5pm. Ulster County FairGrounds, 249 Libertyville Road, NewPaltz. Ulster County.

16 Delhi Harvest Fest Delhi's Annual Harvest Fest featuring60 plus vendors, crafts, jewelry, food,music & fun throughout the Village ofDelhi through September 18. Bring alawn chair, blanket and your dancingshoes for some real good entertainment.Hours: 10:00am to 4:00pm - rain orshine. Free admission. 607-746-6100:Main Street, Delhi. Delaware County.

16 Round Top Rally Mountain BikeRaceNew York State Championship SeriesFinale. Hours: 7am to 5pm. $25/racers,free admission. Riedlbauer's Resort, 57Ravine Drive, Round Top, NY. GreeneCounty.

20 Scarecrow FestivalMain attractions will take place atVeterans' Memorial Park and hayrideswill be along the walking trail nearRailroad Avenue. Craft and foodvendors will be located throughout thefestival. Everyone is invited to enter theScarecrow Contest with his or herscariest scarecrow. 10 a.m - 4 p.m.Veterans' Memorial Park, Stamford.Delaware County.

22 Parker QuartetThe Event Gallery at Bethel Woodspresents Parker Quartet. Generous sup-port provided by Barbara Martinsonsand Larry Boutis. 6:30pm doors openand concert begins at 7:30pm. $42.00advance; $47.00 day of performance.Bethel Woods. Hurd Rd in Bethel.845-583-2000. Sullivan County.

29 Annual Poetry Festival Performance at 2pm at the LibertyMusic and Arts Pavillion, North MainStreet, Liberty. For more informationcall: 845-292-2394. Produced byWalter R. Keller. Sullivan County.

29 Cauliflower Festival Celebrating farming, cooking andculture in the past, present and future ofthe Catskill Mountains. Believe it ornot cauliflower was a big crop up herein the mountains. With a stronghistory of dairy farming and fly fishing.Returning to this event will be the everpopular Cooking Demos and Tastingsprepared by Chefs & Student Chefsfrom SUNY Delhi's Award WinningHospitality Department, traditionalmusic and clogging, local arts andcrafts, food and products from PureCatskills farmers and producers,historical displays and talks, and lots ofactivities for children. Free Admission.Hours: 10:00am to 4:00pm. For moreinfo call: 845-586-2291.Village ofMargaretville Pavilion, Margaretville.Delaware County.

29 Hudson Valley Garlic FestivalTwo-day event garlic celebration withfood, crafts, music, chef and farmerlectures, Arm-of-the-Sea Theater,Morris Dancers. Tons of garlic! (Please,no pets.) Last full weekend inSeptember. Cantine Field Washington

Avenue Extension, Saugerties. UlsterCounty.

29 Roscoe Harvest FestivalStreet vendors and live music inRoscoe. Sullivan County.

29 Cat'n Around Catskill 2012 Auction & Gala: Don't miss theopportunity to bid on your favoriteCatskill Cat, enjoy food and autumnfrom the Hudson Rivershore. HistoricCatskill Point, One Main Street,Catskill. Greene County.

29 Octoberfest IOctober is the time of the harvest andin the old country, after the harvest wasin, it was a time for celebration. Join usin the finest old-world tradition.Featuring German-American musicinside, and great local bands outside atHunter Mountain, Route 23A, Hunter.Greene County.

OCTOBER

2 Heritage Harvest Festival Maple Shade Farms in Delhi will hosta day of apples, cider pressing, bakedgoods, pumpkins, mums, gourds andfun. From 10am. 607-746-8866.Delaware County.

2 Orange County Antique Fair & FleaMarket Through November 25, 2012, Saturday,Sunday. Orange County Flea Market.Free admission and parking. Shopmany vendors with plenty of items tochoose from at great bargains and goodfood. Orange County Flea Market.Orange County.

3 Bluestone Festival Exhibits, demonstrations, food, livemusic. Bluestone craftsmen and quarry-men at the Hudson River MaritimeMuseum, 50 Rondout Landing,Kingston, NY. Ulster County.

3 Bronck Museum Heritage Craft FairExhibit and sale of traditionalAmerican crafts on the grounds of a346 year old Dutch Farmstead. Livemusic, food and wagon rides. Freeadmission. Hours: 12-5pm. Visit:www.gchistory.org. Bronck Museum,90 County Route 42 ( Just off Route9W), Coxsackie, NY. Greene County.

5 Exhibit: Elise Freda Through October 27. Paintings,sponsored by Delaware Valley ArtsAlliance. Gallery hours: Tuesday -Saturday, 10am. - 4pm. Admission:Free. Information: 845-252-7576.Alliance Gallery, Delaware ArtsCenter, 37 Main Street, Narrowsburg.Sullivan County.

6 Quilt Show Wiltwyck Quilters Guild will host their2-day biennial quilt show. Over 200quilts will be on display, vendors, raffles,dream baskets and more. Included willbe an art doll exhibit gathered from dolldesigners around the country. RondoutValley Middle School. 122 KyserikeRd. Accord. Ulster County.

6 Apple Festival 24th Annual Goold's Orchard AppleFestival, 9am to 5pm at Goold'sOrchard, 1297 Brookview StationRoad, Castleton-on-Hudson.Rensselaer County.

6 Oktoberfest IIOur second weekend of this popularfestival featuring German-Americanmusic plus great local bands. Join us incelebrating the finest old worldtradition. Hunter Mountain, Route23A, Hunter, NY. Greene County.

6 Taste of the CatskillsA family-friendly event that will show-case the food, beer, and wine of ourregion, during the Columbus weekend,on the grounds of Maple Shade Farm, afamily-run farm in Delhi. Saturday’sevents will be followed by a local foodsbuffet for $15. Following dinner, therewill be a bonfire and barn dance.Sunday will feature the area’s first BocceTournament. A pig roast will followfeaturing Maple Shade’s prize-winningBerkshire Pigs. $5 for adults and $1 perfoot for children. Adults can pre-purchase tickets online at www.taste-ofthecatskills.com. 2066 County Rte18, Delhi, NY. Delaware County.

6 Chagall in High FallsFollowing its successful 2011 inauguralexhibition, Chagall in High Falls hasreturned. Through October 28,Saturday, Sunday. D&H CanalMuseum, 23 Mohonk Road, HighFalls. Ulster County.

6 Petersham Exhibition“Inspired by the North Light” is anexhibition featuring the life and worksof Maud and Miska Petersham. ThePetershams were pioneers in a goldenage of children’s book publishing inAmerica. 2:30 pm Lecture on thePetershams by Lawrence Webster. 4 pmopening reception. Through December31, 2012 at the Woodstock ArtistsAssociation and Museum, 28 TinkerStreet, Woodstock, NY. For moreinformation call 845-679-2940 or visitwww.woodstockart.org. Ulster County.

7 11th Annual Photography ExhibitThrough December at the LibertyMuseum and Art Center, North MainStreet, Liberty. For more informationcall: 845-292-2394. Sullivan County.

8 Pumpkin FestivalFestival runs through October 9th, withair-shows every Saturday and Sunday,weather permitting. The gates open andbiplane rides begin at 10am, the airshow starts at 2pm and ends at 4pm,and the Museum is open every dayfrom 10am to 5:30pm. Biplane rides arealso available during the week byappointment. The Old RhinebeckAerodrome is located in historicRhinebeck, NY. Duchess County.

10 13th Annual Woodstock FilmFestival October 10-14. Each year film andmusic lovers from around the worldgather at the Woodstock Film Festivalfor an innovative variety of films, first-class concerts, workshops, celebrity-ledpanels, an awards ceremony, andfantastic parties. Festival mainstaysinclude industry executives, televisionanchors, network and cable executives,magazine and newspaper editors, recordlabel executives, writers, painters,models, entertainment lawyers, produc-ers, critics, and publishers. Woodstock,NY. Visit: woodstockfilmfestival.comfor venues. Ulster County.

10 Imagination Explorers2pm to 4pm Browning Kay leads a tourfocused on the spirit of exploration,featuring Isamu Noguchi’s Momo Taro,Kenneth Snelson’sFree Ride Home,and Alexander Liberman’s Iliad. 845-534-3115. Storm King Art Center, OldPleasant Hill Road, Mountainville.Orange County.

12 39 StepsTheater: “39 Steps,” produced andpresented by the Sullivan CountyDramatic Workshop, through 10/21.845-436-5336. Rivoli Theatre, 437Route 42, South Fallsburg. SullivanCounty.

13 Feltsman’s Russia8pm with Vladimir Feltsman – Piano.Bardavon 1869 Opera House, 35Market St., Poughkeepsie. DutchessCounty.

13 Long Woods RunThe Greater Roxbury LearningInitiative Corporation presents theLong Woods Run: 10 K, 5 K andwalking events. BBQ Dinner andDance after Run. Call for informationor to register 607-326-4754 or email [email protected] All proceedsbenefit programs for youth. DelawareCounty.

13 Jazz Masters Jazz Masters of the Piano PerformanceMuseum: Kenny Barron. Solo classicaljazz concert at 8pm. Tickets purchasedahead: $23; $18 seniors; $7 students.Tickets purchased at the door: $27; $21seniors; $7 students. 518-263-2063.This concert is supported in part by theJarvis and Constance Doctorow FamilyFoundation. Doctorow Center for theArts, 7971 Main Street, Route 23A,Village of Hunter. Greene County.

19 Steep Canyon Rangers Event Gallery. Show at 8pm. DoorsOpen at 7pm. $35.00 Reserved; $40.00Day of Show. Bethel Woods. HurdRoad in Bethel. 845-583-2000.Sullivan County.

20 John Hammond in Concert Legendary blues singer, harmonica andguitar player, sponsored and presentedby Delaware Valley Arts Alliance, 8pm.845-252-7272.Tusten Theatre, 210Bridge Street, Narrowsburg. SullivanCounty.

27 Stand-Up Comedy Produced and presented by the SullivanCounty Dramatic Workshop, 845-436-5336. Rivoli Theatre, 437 Route 42,South Fallsburg. Sullivan County.

NOVEMBER

1 The Art Journals of Jan Sawka Nov. 1 to Dec. 19, 2012. ReceptionWednesday, Nov. 7 at 6:30pm. TheStevenson Library, Bard College,Annandale-on-Hudson, NY.

1 Liberty Ridge Fall Festival 9am at Liberty Ridge Farms, 29 BevisRoad, Schaghticoke. RensselaerCounty.

2 Light and Landscape Exhibit Featured 2012 exhibit at this 500-acreoutdoor sculpture park is 'Light andLandscape,' a major exhibition devotedto artists who experiment with the



creative possibilities of naturallight. 10am - 5:30pm. 845-534-3115. Storm King ArtCenter, Old Pleasant HillRoad, Mountainville. OrangeCounty.

3 Linda Russell The Historical Society ofQuaker Hill & Pawling invitesyou to hear Linda Russell,Balladeer and Story teller,present a free program of songand story about New York'sinvolvement in the Civil Warthrough personal accounts ofthose who faced the terrors ofwar and it's outcome. 1pm atChrist Church on Quaker Hill,Lankler Hall, 17 Church Road,Pawling. Dutchess County.

3 Woodstock PhotographicWorkshops Katherine Wright: AlternativeDigital Processes, inWoodstock. Ulster County.

3 Essential Elgar Hudson Valley Philharmonic’s2012/13 concert series,celebrating the orchestra’s 53rdseason. This also represents theHVP’s 14th year underBardavon management and the20th under the music directionof conductor Randall CraigFleischer. 8pm with 2012 HVPString Competition WinnerJiyoung Lee – Cello. Pre-concert talk with the conductorand members of the orchestraone hour prior to eachperformance. 845-473-2072.Bardavon 1869 Opera House,35 Market St., Poughkeepsie.Dutchess County.

3 Family Landscape VolunteerDay From10am – 3pm. FamilyLandscape Volunteer Day withthree generations of theOsborn Family. Roll up yoursleeves and meet otherarborists, horticulturists, gardendesigners and landscapeenthusiasts. 845-424-3812.The Russel Wright DesignCenter, 584 Route 9D,Garrison. Putnam County.

4 Banjo Summit Béla Fleck, considered the mostaccomplished master of theinstrument, will join fellowpickers Tony Trischka, BillKeith, Eric Weissberg, PeteWernick, Mac Benford andRichie Stearns and more toperform traditional banjo andplay in new and unexpectedways. 7pm. 845-473-2072.Bardavon 1869 Opera House,35 Market St., Poughkeepsie.Dutchess County.

5 Sand Lake Holiday Arts Fair Local Artists present gifts ofdistinction for your holidayshopping pleasure. 10am to4pm at the Sand Lake ArtsCenter, 2880 NY 43, AverillPark. Rensselaer County.

6 Across the Great Divide Special Exhibit runs through

Monday, December 31 at theMuseum at Bethel Woods.Photographs by Roberta Price,a loving photographic diary ofRoberta Price’s seven years as aresident of Libre, a communein the Huerfano Valley insouthern Colorado, exploringthe back-to-the-land move-ment of the late 1960s and ’70s.Hurd Road in Bethel. 845-583-2000. Sullivan County.

11 The Whippersnappers Squire Jacobs Concert Series,8pm at the Sand Lake ArtsCenter, 2880 NY 43, AverillPark. Rensselaer County.

11 Light and LandscapeExhibit 10am to 5:30pm at Storm KingArt Center. 845-534-3115.Storm King Art Center, OldPleasant Hill Road,Mountainville. Orange County.

17 Oak Summit VineyardTasting This very popular event affordsthe attendees the opportunityto taste 4 sequential vintages.845-677-9522. Oak SummitVineyard, 372 Oak Summit,Millbrook. Dutchess County.

18 Picklefest The 15th Annual InternationalPickle Festival, celebrating 15Years of Picklefest! Sunday,10am to 5pm. CommunityCenter, Route 32 South,Rosendale. Ulster County.

24 Windham Festival ChamberOrchestra Robert Manno, conductor;Nancy Allen Lundy, soprano.8pm. 518-263-2063. Ticketspurchased ahead: $23; $18seniors; $7 students. Ticketspurchased at the door: $27; $21seniors; $7 students. Thisconcert is supported in part bythe Jarvis and ConstanceDoctorow Family Foundation.Doctorow Center for the Arts,7971 Main Street, Route 23A,Village of Hunter. GreeneCounty.

24 Handmade for the Holidays Quality craft show. Twoweekends of gifts, food,merriment Nov. 24 and 25 &Dec 1 and 2 from 11 am to 4pm. At Duke Pottery, 855County Rd. 93. Roscoe.Percent of sales to benefitFARMHEARTS. 607-498-5207. Sullivan County.

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NEIGHBORS | ULSTER COUNTY

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Culture-rich Ulster County offers a uniquedestination for just about anything.

Inquiring MindsSaugerties, NY & New Paltz, NY

Inquiring Minds is what bookstoresused to be before Barnes & Noble.There are nooks and crannies to sitand read among stacks of old andnew books. Comfy and quiet, youcan spend a whole afternoon tuckedinto a serendipitous discovery.Author readings, book groups,workshops and children’s programsare scheduled regularly.

FOR MORE INFO65 Partition Street

Saugerties, NY 12477

845.246.5775

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Toy StoreTinker ToysWoodstock, NY

Located on Tinker Street inWoodstock, NY, this upscale toystore is right out of a Hollywoodmovie. From floor to ceiling, toys ofevery shape and size are waiting tobe discovered by curious little hands.With toys for every budget, youwon’t leave the store empty-handedand neither will your child.

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Coffee HouseThe Last BiteHigh Falls, NY

With a sandwich named Hungry,Hungry Hipster, you are bound torun into a few in this not-to-be-missed coffee shop. The Last Biteoffers you more than your typicalcaffeine fix, as we’re pretty sure it isthe anti-Starbucks.

FOR MORE INFO103 Main Street

High Falls, NY 12440

845.687.7779

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Art GalleryOne Mile GalleryKingston, NY

Janet Hicks and Eddie Mullins, ofOne Mile Gallery, offer up thebottom floor of their 1790s homealong the Rondout Creek inHistoric Kingston to exhibit emerg-ing and mid-career contemporaryartists. Visit their website for currentexhibitions.

FOR MORE INFO475 Abeel Street

Kingston, NY 12401

845.338.2035

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THE BIG CHEESERosendale, NY

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Home DecorThe Tender Land HomePhoenicia, NY

From the country home to the bigcity apartment, The Tender LandHome offers an eclectic palette fromwhich to choose. Items range fromrustic to contemporary, and manyare crafted by local artists andartisans. The perfect stop to find theperfect gift, no matter your style, ortheirs.


Phoenicia, NY 12464

845.688.7213

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FestivalWoodstock Film FestivalWoodstock, NY

Beware triskaidekaphobics! Now inits thirteenth year, the WoodstockFilm Festival has become a premiereregional event showcasing ground-breaking filmmakers from aroundthe world. This year, the festivalruns October 10th through October14th. For more info on tickets andfestival lineups visit their website atwww.woodstockfilmfestival.com.

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WineriesBenmarl WineryMarlboro, NY

With a focus on sustainability andnew technologies, Benmarl Winerycaptures in small batches the uniqueflavor of their Hudson Valley wines.Visit the expansive 37-acre estateand tour the wine cellars for achance to sip these award-winningwines.

FOR MORE INFO156 Highland Avenue

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845.236.4265

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RestaurantGomen Kudasai Noodle ShopNew Paltz, NY

It’s hard to find authentic Japanesefood in these parts, but chef YoukoYamamoto is preparing traditionalJapanese dishes far east of Tokyo.Ms. Yamamoto subscribes to thesaying “e-shoku-doh-gen” whichmeans “medicine and diet proceedsfrom the same origin.” Dishes aremade with fresh local ingredientsand have been enjoyed forgenerations for their healing powers.


New Paltz, NY 12561

845.255.8811

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Stu-Stu-Studio

Most of the music we listen to on our phones, computers, CDplayers and turntables came out of that embattled vestige of the oldmusic business, the pro recording studio. Abbey Road andSunset Sound, FAME, Olympic, Electric Ladyland,Bearsville, and many others, great and small. (Incase you're NOT a trainspotter, those facilitiesbrought us music from, respectively, The Beatles,The Beach Boys, Aretha Franklin, LedZeppelin, Jimi Hendrix and The Band.)Recording studios have given us "Kind ofBlue,” “Workingman's Dead” and "Beggar'sBanquet." They've housed performances by realmusicians; where sound waves met microphonesand traveled down a wire into a mixer and straightinto our hearts. But not all of our great recordingshave come out of proper recording studios. Some musiccould only be captured outside of one. For example...

AT A RECORD STORE (2009)The record store concert has probably been around as long as recordstores, but we're in a golden age right now. These shops, threatenedby the digitization of the music industry, are using every method attheir disposal to bring customers into their old-fashioned corporealestablishments. The defining characteristic of the record store showintimacy. Take, for example, the Dirty Projectors’ acoustic, stripped-down performance of "Temecula Sunrise" – a song that is veryelectric indeed in its studio version – recorded at NYC's tiny butmighty Other Music. (Dirty Projectors, Bitte Orca 2 CD edition,Domino, 2010)

AT A MUSEUM (1972)On April 10, 1972, a Monday, Duke Ellington performed at theWhitney Museum of American Art in New York City. The concertwas held in the 2nd floor gallery of the museum's Breuer Buildingsince the Whitney had no auditorium. Dan Morgenstern, whowrote the liner notes for the first commercial release of the music in1995, recalls that the audience was seated on risers. Duke arrived forthe gig with his rhythm section, but about half of the programfeatured the composer alone at the piano – an unusual format forhim, and rare in his recorded output. It may be the unconventionalsetting that gives the concert the feel of a recital. Many of the tunesare short, charming miniatures, though we also have "New WorldA-Coming" – nine minutes of episodic, beautifully inventive pianomusic. There's also "A Mural from Two Perspectives,” a compositionthat is otherwise unknown in Duke's vast discography. (DukeEllington, "Live at the Whitney," Impulse Records, 1995)

OVER THE TELEPHONE (1972)Sometime in 1972, Don Van Vliet, aka Captain Beefheart, called

the California radio station KSHU and hollered "Black SnakeMoan" into the receiver. The song is commonly attributed to Blind

Lemon Jefferson, although Victoria Spivey who was asometime performing partner of Jefferson's recorded it

in 1926, one year before Jefferson's version. Spivey'srecord, just to complicate matters, is called "Black

Snake Blues." Though blues songs arefundamentally malleable and subject toextensive modification by the performer, theSpivey and Jefferson versions of "Black Snake"are unalike enough that they might as well beconsidered different songs. Van Vliet's take on

the tune comes from Spivey. He belts it throughthe phone's transducer like a fireball blasting

through a paper screen. The poor, overloaded devicefractures Van Vliet's voice into a rich, over-saturated

beam of squawking noise. Many of the Captain's recordedperformances evince a manic, elemental energy – a state that he wasable to tap into even, apparently, when he was phoning it in.(Captain Beefheart, "Grow Fins: Rarities 1965-1982," Revenant,1999)

AT A GENERAL STORE NEAR A TRAIN STATION (1941)By the time Alan Lomax drove up to Klack's Store in LakeCormorant, Mississippi with his Presto recording machine and hisblank lacquer discs, Son House had returned to a normal lifedriving tractors. House had made his only professional recordingsover eleven years prior in Grafton, Wisconsin, for the Paramountlabel. Lomax had already documented Muddy Waters’ firstrecordings at Stovall's Plantation in Clarksdale on this particulartrip down South. He was now about to make his second group ofhistoric recordings. Klack's was a general store near a train station,and it became a recording site because it was the closest place withelectricity. House performed with a small group that day, and theresults – while not up to the olympic grandeur of his solo recordingsof 1930 or 1942 – are nonetheless an invaluable document of his art.The band is loose, the players goading each other on, and yet theintensity that is a hallmark of all of House's recordings is there. Andyou're not going to get a freight train roaring past the band, as youdo in “Walking Blues,” when you're recording at Abbey Road. (SonHouse, Alan Lomax recordings for the Folk Song Archive of theLibrary of Congress, available on numerous commercial collections,1942)

James Beaudreau goes beyond the recording studio to the unexpected places that provide inspiration.

James Beaudreau is a musician, recordist, composer and all-aroundmusic nerd living in the "upstate Manhattan" neighborhood of FortGeorge. He's currently at work on his fourth album of original musicand blogging about the process at www.jamesbeaudreau.com

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FROM LEFT TO RIGHT: LAURENT BLANCHETTE, GEOFF DIAMOND, ADIR L. COHEN, JED KOSINER


HORIZONS | FAIRWEATHER FRIENDS

The Oxford Dictionary defines a fair-weather friend as “a person whosefriendship cannot be relied upon in times of difficulty.” As a bass player,I’ve learned that bands have no time for a fair-weather friend. A band is

like a gang and only the most committed stick around through tough times. EmptyTuesday night gigs and lugging equipment in the wee hours of the morning sendmost charlatans packing for “real jobs.”

Meet Fairweather Friends: Adir L. Cohen (guitar, lead singer), Jed Kosiner(percussion), Geoff Diamond (bass) and Laurent Blanchette (tuba, trombone).These guys are tight (musically too.) The band is young, passionate and a bit naïve,a dangerous combination that can lead to great things or destruction. I sat downwith the quartet at the Rondout Music Lounge in Kingston, NY to find out whichway they are heading.

Except for Jed Kosiner, age thirty, the remaining members are recent graduates ofSUNY New Paltz. Jed Kosiner studied Jazz Performance at Hofstra University andthen toured as a drum roadie for the jazz trio Medeski, Martin and Wood. “Ireally got to see the inside of an accomplished band,” says Kosiner. Two years ago,he saw Adir L. Cohen play an open mic gig and felt they needed to jam. Theyclicked instantly.

“I was a music major for like two days,” laughs Adir. As a self-taught guitar player,Adir is not defined by musical technique. He is purely feel, prompted by lyrics andpoetic cadence. Growing up in Glen Rock, New Jersey, he was fed a steady diet of“basement concerts” where he saw indie bands like Real Estate and TitusAndronicus. He played bass briefly in a band called The Medics signed by OmadRecords. “I fell in love with the fact that you can play guitar and sing a song thatyou wrote and have people really be moved.”

Adir and Jed starting gigging together and invited different musicians to play withthem as needed. The original band name was Adir L. C. and His FairweatherFriends. They brought that same hired-gun concept to their debut album, TheseYears on the Boat, recorded in Jed’s house in New Paltz and nicknamed “the boat.”

It took roughly a year to record the album traveling through the choppy waters ofornery roommates, schoolwork, romantic breakups and graduation. “It was a tenseyear,” says Adir. A lyric on the track Fire sums up his collegiate angst: “No reasonto move, no reason to stay, don’t want to build nothing but fire.”

Fire is elemental, which is a good word to describe Fairweather Friends. With thefolk singer-songwriter roots of Adir Cohen and the more technical pulse of JedKosiner, the sound is interesting, meandering and unpredictable. Although LaurentBlanchette played on the album, he did not join the band until recently along withbass player Geoff Diamond. Both have helped expand the sound and give the songsan indie pop appeal, which has broadened the bands audience. “Adir has access togigs he never had access to before,” says Geoff.

Salvation Recording Company, an indie outfit founded by Samantha Gloffke, nowrepresents the band. Chris Daly, head engineer at Salvation and a musical mentorto several New Paltz bands, mixed the record. Bands like Nelsonvillians, Year of theMountain, Fight a Scary Dog, Kyle Miller and Fairweather Friends are defining theNew Paltz DIY sound.

The quartet spends countless hours experimenting, writing songs and incubatingtheir second album. “That’s part of our growth and development and building thesound,” says Geoff. They seem to have no expectations other than growingtogether musically. “If your songs are honest and real that’s the key,” says Adir.

The succinct Blanchette adds, “I’d rather be nowhere else on a Saturday night thanplaying with my friends.” BEWARE: Stay a safe distance from Blanchette whenhe’s playing or you might get a trombone slide upside the head.

Fairweather FriendsHeading to Kingston tofall in with these up andcomers of music.

BY AKIRA OHISOPHOTO BY KELLY MERCHANT

FOR MORE INFO fairweatherfriendsband.salvationrecordingco.com


LISTENING | SARAH FIMM

BY JAY BLOTCHER | PHOTO BY HEYRICK CHASSE

Sarah Fimm“It’s a very personal effort to send out some love from Woodstock.”

They enter the grounds of Bearsville Theatreand the surrounding complex slowly, gravely,their faces fixed in judgment. They havecome to assess the thousands of mirrors andsolar-powered lights that dangle from thetrees, bushes and buildings.

Within minutes the observers have becomeparticipants, eyes wide with wonder as theywalk through a cocoon of prismatic light. Thegrim countenances of senior citizens melt. Aface of a boy in a wheelchair illumines withjoy. A group of developmentally challengedchildren, some unable to talk, is transformed:they run after the reflections, armsoutstretched, literally chasing rainbows.

From the sidelines, a smile lighting her eyes,stands the artist responsible for thisphenomenon, musician-activist Sarah Fimm.She is happy to witness the results of herenvironmental art installation, titled ‘Mirrorsof Near Infinite Possibility’ – a reference to aHunter S. Thompson dictum about faith inthe face of banality.

Calling herself “the instigator” of theinstallation rather than its creator, Fimmsidesteps any glory associated with the work.

“I knew, somehow in my heart, that thepresentation of that would be inspiring topeople,” she said. “I didn’t know the extent,and I certainly didn’t know the amount ofrelationships or beautiful things that weregoing to come of it. No one could predictthat. And anyone who says otherwise has tobe lying.”

The work – which she playfully calls SparklePark – was meant to honor fellow artists bothalive and dead. As she constructed it overmany hours, Fimm kept flashing back on thekey line of the mawkish 1989 film Field ofDreams: If you build it, they will come.

“As ridiculous as that may be, that keeps megoing, because I know that people want to beinspired, want to be uplifted, and they wantto access that part of themselves that is eightyears old, and simply want to run around

with their hands wide open and smile.”

However, Fimm is never content with simplejoys. The greatest gift of this art piece, sheinsists, sprang from conflict. Someone wasstealing selected pieces from the installation.The culprit was discovered to be a man witha history of mental illness. This revelationprompted Fimm, whose hunger for newcauses is as ardent as her need to write songs,to begin researching how her activism couldhelp raise awareness of mental illness inAmerica.

That was “one of the most powerful out of allthe beautiful and mystical things that havehappened” during the installation, she said.

‘Mirrors of Near Infinite Possibility’ is simplya matter of physics: Discs of glass and solar-powered lights have captured and thrown offlight. But this art has, subversively, accom-plished something more vital: It liberateshearts and minds from everyday burdens byreminding viewers of a belief usually discard-ed when childhood ends: there is magic inthis world if we allow ourselves to see it.

In many ways, Sparkle Park achieves thesame effect as Fimm’s insistent songs. Likemirrors, her compositions – which now filleight CDs – gently throw back at usfragments of the beautiful and troubledworld. And, if we regard them with patience,and at a certain angle, suddenly we will catcha glimpse of ourselves in them.

The penultimate night of the installation,June 30, Fimm played the Bearsville Theater,unveiling her newest release, the EP “TheBarn Sessions” thus combining art forms toexpress her messages of love, hope, yearningand forgiveness. The umbrella title of theevent is “Sarah Fimm’s Summer ofInspiration.” It is a call to arms with a simple,but urgent message: We must all connectwith our innate artistry, in order to heal theworld – and ourselves in the process.

Admittedly, Fimm’s work contains manymoving parts, titles and purposes. Running

concurrently with ‘Mirrors’ at Bearsville is anexhibition of art by friends and fellowactivists under the rubric of Inspire Art,“created as a global call to all artists, thinkers,talkers, dreamers and anyone who wants touse their talents to fight for human rights.”Proceeds from the show will benefit SEVA,which brings doctors to developing countriesto save the sight of indigent citizens.

Fimm’s music and art, as well as her activism– she teaches music to young people inNepal, India and the Philippines – seeks toredress wrongs of the heart, mind and law.But the key to creating artistic truths, shesaid, lies in first being a keen observer. “Andwhen we’re observers in life, we can learn alot. I want to learn a lot.”

The Oklahoma native credits her socialawareness to her grandmother, a survivor ofthe Holocaust, now 88, who visited SparklePark. Like her grandmother, Fimm said, sherecognizes pervasive wrongs but refuses tobecome mired in them.

“In order to live after going through [theHolocaust], you have to be able to forgivepeople. There’s a lot of forgiveness involvedin my blood.”

However, as a teen growing up in a Brooklyntenement with her mother, Fimm wasimmersed in a relentless anger.

Born in tornado country, Fimm was, by herown admission, a “defiant, awful child.” Nineyears of repressive Orthodox Hebrew Schoolin Brooklyn only aggravated her rebellion. By16, Fimm was enrolled in the Valley’s StormKing School, a destination for troubled teens,where her peers were substance abusers withrap sheets.

“It was a very powerful experience; I saw a lotof kids disappear and a lot of kids die. Idecided around 17 that I didn’t want that tobe my life.”

Mentor Franco Richmond, a veteranmusician, helped Fimm channel her roiling

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emotions into music and lobbied to get herinto Berklee School of Music in Boston.Accepting help was a big step forward for her.

“I would definitely say that (respecting)authority has never been my strong point butwhen a person …is actually representingthemselves as a friend, things change.”

A career in professional music soon began. Asshe completed her first recording, the singerwas informed that a professional with thesame name was already recording. She was indespair until a woman walked into her dormroom with a solution: to honor her celestialvoice, she should call herself Sarah Fimm, aplay on seraphim, the Hebrew word for angels.

When it comes to the creative process, Fimmis a restless spirit. “I have ideas all the time; Idon’t sleep too much because I have a veryactive sense of imagination.”

Happily, she has allies in the creative process,many of whom she met when she first beganrecording here in Woodstock four CDs agowith producer David Baron. Among them:celebrated session players Jerry Marotta,TonyLevin and Earl Slick.

At the time, Fimm was still living in NewYork City. But one evening, after anemotionally taxing recording session withBaron, she stepped onto his porch and lookedup at the star-scattered skies over Woodstock.The primal beauty of the sight caused Fimmto murmur, “My God, I have to leavewherever I am and come here right now. “

She kept her word. Her new CD, “The BarnSessions” is a tribute to the musical heritageof her adopted home. Each CD has beenpersonally signed by Fimm, and hand-decorated with sparkles, ribbons and stencils.Tucked inside every package is a personalmemento from the recording session.

“It’s a very personal effort to send out somelove from Woodstock.”

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Some people are born out of place. Fromthe time these people are children, theyfeel they are different from those aroundthem. Some spend their lives searchingfor a home. But some get out, and findthe place they belong.

Woodstock… it began as an artist colony,where people settled to create music,painting, poetry, and sculpture. Many bignames have come and gone through ourlittle mountain town- from AndyWarhol to Jimi Hendrix, BradPitt to the Dalai Lama. Youmay find Uma Thurmanlicking a mint-chocolatechip ice cream cone whiledancing atop a parkbench in the villagegreen, or Bob Dylandropping his groceriesinto the back of hisVolvo, or maybe evenDavid Bowie sittingon the patio to thepizza place elbow deepin a saucy plate of hotwings. Continuing you willfind father Woodstock, a“wizard” in that he carries atwisted walking stick and wears a longgrey robe, with beads and tattered textilescrudely fastened from his beard to hisfeet. Or you may cross paths with his son,Orion. He walks up and down the streetsspeaking to a figment of his imaginationquite animatedly. All the girls have shorthair dyed unnatural colors and piercednoses. All the men have longer hair thanthe women, knotted with dreads in dirtyclothing. Strange though they mayappear, most are quite normal. Yes, thereare a lot of tourists. Yes, there is a filmfestival, and the town is overrun with artgalleries and head shops. Yes, themajority of the residents are hippies. But

it is home.

My summer job is at Taco Juan’s. If youvisit Woodstock, and want realWoodstock culture, eat at Juan’s. Burritobar and ice cream parlor, we see everylocal and every tourist. The afternoon isfilled with lines half a mile long withforeigners who complain we don’t havesoft serve, or we don’t have a wide enoughvegan ice cream selection, or about how

they travelled two-thousand milesto find out the Woodstock

festival didn’t take place here.Then the locals come in.“The Captain” is a sweetolder man who wears a seacaptain’s hat and anchorearrings. One scoop ofbutter pecan. Umacomes in for her 5 ozcookies and cream.The local dentistover-tanned and on the

fifth mile of his daily runcomes in for coconutwater. A full-grown manin fairy wings andcarrying a wandappears. A little girl

asks him “Why are youdressed like that?” he replies “Cuz I’m abig fairy! Ha ha ha!” Pirate lady, with noteeth and dreads escaping from the fadedscarf tightly tied around her head, smellsso strongly of patchouli it makes mequeasy. She orders a Mexican hotchocolate. The smiley old man gets hisgreen tea with honey. The shaved baldwoman from the Buddhist monastery getsa bowl of beans with guacamole.

I hop in my ‘88 Nissan and drive into thewoods to our arts & crafts stylefarmhouse. My mother pulls into thedriveway and steps out of her truck

covered from head to toe in dirt from herfirst job. She was building a stone wall onJohn Sebastian’s property up the street.She pulls the head wrap off to let downher long dark hair that frames her hardNative American / Italian mix tannedface. In her heavy New York accent shetells me to get ready as she heads up stairsto rinse off.

The house is an assortment of antiquefurniture; all found on the side of the roadover the years and refinished by variousmembers our traditional Italianimmigrant family. It is quite beautiful andeclectic for living on 10k a year. Shereturns to the kitchen in black leatherriding boots, Levi’s, and a men’s whitebutton-up with garlic and asparagus onthe pocket that she painted for her chef ’sclothing designs in the 90s. She takes adrag from her cigarette and signals toleave.

We head to our second job of the day,cleaning the country weekend home ofthe producer of “Mad Men.” This homeis so tastefully done. There are grey-bluefloors and white walls, country quilts andrough wood end tables. His kitchenappliances were all from the 50s and inperfect condition. We scrub the placefrom basement to rafters and, after 5hours, we pick up our buckets and headback to town. It’s blues night at theHarmony Cafe.

We arrive at this hole-in-the-wall bar anddance our way in. Conner Kennedy, a 16-year-old band that has recently gottenattention in the Hudson Valley, is doingsome renditions of Stevie Ray Vaughnand Grateful Dead. We spend a few hoursdancing with the locals, all moving as ifthey were flags in the wind. That’s whenit hit me. I would be leaving for college in


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the morning.

My dream is to become an architect. ButI don’t want to just build homes, I want tomake furniture, and more importantly,stage sets. I feel so trapped in Woodstock.Even I am too straight for these people. Ifeel the most free in New York City. Theonly place I can be satisfied intellectuallyand artistically. Oh…and Broadway isthere. But right now, it seems so out ofreach. Loans are out of the question dueto bankruptcy issues. I rely entirely onState and Federal aid for college, whichleft me the state colleges from which tochoose. My major, architecture, whittledthe choice further to either Buffalo orDelhi. I was not going to travel 400 milesto Buffalo and so, I was left with thechoice of SUNY Delhi…or…SUNYDelhi.

I roll out of bed at 5 amto be on the road at 6. It’samazing how much canchange in 70 miles.Buildings become scarcer.The season changes from latesummer to early fall. The trees arealready speckled with flaming reds andthe temperature drops 10 degrees. Thesky becomes grey and menacing. My earspop; I know I am someplace strange. Theonly glimpse of home is seen ten miles outof Delhi, in a little town called Andes. Itis the fusion of Delhi and Woodstock.Half of it is broken down and dirty, withold tractors parked under falling carports.The other half is comprised of a smallgallery, a quaint hotel, an antique storeand a vintage clothing shop, with a fewwell-kept, freshly painted Victorianhomes.

I get to campus and walk into my firstclass. Principles of Wood FrameConstruction. My black pointed heelsslam on the concrete floors. Everyone liftstheir heads in disbelief. A tall thin girl,with short, spiked hair, big shiningearrings, at least five necklaces cascadingto her waist, a floral collared shirt, a blacktutu over black tights and faux stilettos. Iclear my throat and take a seat. In theroom are only two other girls, a big girlthat I can be almost certain is a lesbian,

and another that weighs about 16 poundsin a huge dirty sweatshirt and sunkeneyes. The other students, all odd-lookingwhite boys with patchy facial hair,crooked teeth, cotton tees with variousbusiness and brand names printed onthem, and carpenter’s jeans. I wipe thesawdust off the half-broken stool at theworkbench before sitting. The big girlrolls her eyes. I then notice everyone is inwork boots with safety glasses and areholding hard-hats. Guess I missed thememo. The professor walks in and stopsto look me up and down. He laughs andmakes some crack about how this is whywomen don’t belong in construction. Theclass shares a laugh as I reconsider mydecision tocome to thiscollege.

I don’t see a single potential friend inthe room. My friends back home and Iget drunk with one pineapple martini anddance around the streets wearing hatsshaped like lobsters and squids andparrots. We go to the mall in Albany andpeople watch. We will spend $80 to makea costume to wear to a theme party. Weenjoy live jazz music and good coffee fromlocal roasters. We are non-conformistsand poke fun at the “culture” of thetypical American college student. We willdrive up to Albany, then back down toNew Paltz looking for a good rave. Wehave game nights and make up rules tomake it more interesting. We never stopmoving, and we love to embarrassourselves. But here, trying to even sparkconversation is like pulling teeth. I knownothing about sports or what’s on T.V.Most of them have never even been toNew York City. We have a mutualexpression of “what the hell are youtalking about” on our faces when wespeak to each other. It looks like I will befocusing on my studies.

I am to live off-campus in, as the woman

described it, “a little white farm housewith a big blue barn.” In my head Ipicture the farm house I clean for theproducer. Sounds fantastic. But as Iapproach, I see a “big blue barn.” Thebarn has chipping paint, is leaning, withsiding missing. The house has a sagging,the roof rotting, and is stained by clay andmoisture. There is a handicap ramp ofunfinished wood to the front door. I letout a painful sigh. I park my mother’sChevy Astrovan filled with my things inthe driveway. I knock on the door. I heardogs barking. I turn around to a pasturewith three horses. The door opens to aman with a perplexed look on his face.

“Are you finally Sophia?”“Yes, that’s me!”“Uh…huh…I was beginning to think you

didn’t exist. I’m Dave, Ginny’s hus-band.”

“Well…uh…I do! And,hello.”“Mhmm. Well. Come onin I’ll show you to yourroom.”

Dave is a pot-bellied man with awide nose, and a grey, thinning buzz cut.He wears a grey Hanes t-shirt withsuspenders attached to carpenter jeans. Iguess that is the style out here. Hewobbles up the narrow carpeted staircaseand rounds the corner to open the door tomy white-walled, dormered bedroom.There is one window that lets in justenough light to see. The furniture is of asimple 80s country set in a walnut finish.“We have a desk for you, you know.” Ireply that I had brought my own draftingtable. “Oh, okay. Whatever you say. Youcan put it over here if you would like, ”pointing to the blank wall opposite mybed. “Thank you.”

I finish settling in by putting down myrag-weaved rug, hanging my dreamcatcher, placing my hand-carved stoneBuddha on my night stand, and setting upmy IKEA chest of drawers next to mydrafting table with swing-arm lamp. Ihear Virginia call me from down stairs. Icome down stairs to be met with openarms and a smile. Virginia is a widewoman with pin-straight gray hair and


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huge blue eyes. She wears a floral printshapeless dress. She had worked instudent accounts at the college. We metwhen my mother and I visited the collegeto straighten out financial aid and buytextbooks. My mother began tellingVirginia that I would have to commute1.5 hours a day in my 88’ Sentra with nosuspension and 200,000 miles on itbecause we only got enough aid fortuition plus an extra $1,000. Virginiarelies “I have a room I could rent her.” Shelit up. “Oh! Thank you! You have no ideawhat this means!” All I could thinkwas…I would rather commute than liveout here.

But alas, I moved in. Reluctantly. No cellservice, and a cornfield for a view. In themornings I would walk down the steps,pass the natural wood finish country tableset with the plaid tablecloth, and into thecluttered kitchen. I would hear the blareof Fox News behind me and attempt torefrain from putting my fist through thetelevision set. I open the fridge, 80%condiments, milk, eggs, butter, cold cuts,and cheese. White bread on the counter.My diet at home is comprised of localvegetables, lamb chops, olives,whole-wheat baguettes, olive oil. I frymyself an egg and choke down thewonder bread with a weak K-cup coffeeand head to my classes.

I learn I am the only person in my classwith any experience in art. This should beinteresting as we have to hand draw everyplan, section, elevation, and perspective.From the first day I become the examplefor graphics. I can tell half the class wantsto jump me. Going home each night, Ihave conversations with Ginny as Daveshakes his head and asks himself “whyGod?” It takes him about two weeks tofigure out that I am a socialist atheist. Henearly kicks me out. We have manyheated battles about all the problems ofthe world. I begin to just not respond orto attempt laughing off the ignorance. Ithen respond with an article that I printand leave on the counter about howpeople who watch Fox are less informedthan people that watch no news at all.There are some nights I stay up in myroom to avoid the conflict. Many nights I

cry from home-sickness. Thisplace feels soempty, sosuffocating. Ifeel whipped likea Merrymounter.I want to quit in theworst way, and justgo home to be withthe people Ilove and can talk toand be with com-fortably. But I pushmyself in the hopesI will graduateand headsouth. Iattempt tointegrate myself in some way by sittingdown and watching “American Idol” withthem, and going out to feed and pet thehorses (though I hate the idea of both).Ginny laughs at the stories I tell herover a cup of tea of my family and friendsback home, something that has become anightly affair. She gives me a discount onmy room, knowing I don’t have a penny tomy name. In exchange for her kindness Icook once a week and help clean. I throwtogether some chicken piccatta and broc-coli rabe my first night cooking. They hadnever heard of either. Dave just asked“what’s this green stuff.” They both spitout the rabe but liked the chicken and Itaught Ginny how to make it. The nextnight she made spaghetti…in acrockpot…and put sugar in the sauce.That is equal to burning the flag for anItalian.

I go home every weekend to preservesome sort of social life. I drive my bucketof bolts over the empty mountainside andthen back on Sunday nights with a coolerof food from home. I found my car latelyhad been losing power from sitting in mydriveway, so I decide to replace thebattery before I set off. I don’t end upleaving until after midnight as mymother had an 11 o’clock clam saucedinner. I get 60 miles into my trip. I let offthe gas rolling down a hill into Andes. Mylights dim. Shit. Alternator went. My cellservice was shut off from a late bill, andeven if it was on it would not have service.

It is 1:30 am. In the Boonies. I roll intothe parking lot of the hotel. It appears tobe closed and I see no lights or indicationof a 24-hour office. I begin to shake andfreak out. It is only about 35 degrees. Iwalk up and down the streets looking fora pay phone before I start banging on thedoors to random houses on Main Street.Finally, above the art gallery, a womanangrily opens the upstairs window andasks me what the hell I want. Crying andshaking I tell her that my car broke downand I needed a phone. She sighed andslammed the window shut. Iwaited…uncertain as to whether shewould come down or not.

The husband appears at the door andhands the phone through the door, onlyslightly ajar. I asked if he had a phonebook. Realizing I was freezing andharmless, he allowed me inside and Icalled Ginny and Dave begging they pickup the phone. Dave answers on thesecond ring with a worried voice. I stutterthat I was stranded. “I’ll be right there.”“O.K.”

I thank the couple in the gallery andleave. I sit in the car; sipping the tea Ibrought with me on my trip to keepwarm. Dave pulls in with his huge truckabout ten minutes later. He gets out andhugs me. “I knew something was going tohappen tonight. I couldn’t sleep becauseof it.” He calms me down and blasts theheat for me. We talk more civilly than weever have. He tells me he understands me,that I am a daughter to him. Somethingmy own father would never say to me. Iwipe my tears and smile. I tell him if I wasin the same situation at home my motherprobably wouldn’t even pick up the phonefor me. He tells me he will get a newalternator put in the car the next day. ThatI don’t have to worry about the money.This is certainly the nicest thing anyonehas ever done for me. We pull into thedriveway. I feel my heart full as I realize:These people are my second family. Thisplace is a second home. I do belong.


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A League of Your Own BY PETER GORDON DONALD

The closest I got to Little League as a boy was during the summers atmy grandmother’s house on Staten Island. There, at a little Day Campon the grounds of Staten Island Academy, we’d play softball and evena little baseball in the summer heat. I have to admit I was always alittle scared of getting hit by the ball, which led to my becoming asoccer and tennis player, and a good one, until I decided that theponytail I was growing – I didn’t cut my hair for ten years – was moreimportant than sports. I hadn’t anticipated that longhairs like JohnMcEnroe and Bjorn Borg would come along and show the world that“freaks” like me could make sports their chosen profession. Iworshipped McEnroe – still do, and the way he and the Swedeelevated each others’ games was a big part of my counter-cultureidentity.

I also never could have imagined that decades later I would findmyself, and by that I mean learn to like and even love myself, throughthe Mid Hudson Valley Little League. The league, a sort of collectiveuniting the teams of Woodstock, Phonecia, and Shandaken, is thebrainchild of Kevin Christofora, whose day job is owning WoodstockMeats.

Kevin is an example of the people who present themselves to me fromanother time, almost Medieval. They have this iconic quality I wouldascribe to the kind of men I would want riding with me on the verynext horse into some ancient Braveheart battle, faces streaked withblue paint. And for some reason, maybe it is my destiny; a lot of thesecharacters have appeared and presented themselves to me here since Imoved to Woodstock a few years ago.

Another one is Mike O’Shea, a former New York City sewer worker,tall, giant, lumbering, with a thick and long goatee. If he were abaseball player, he’d definitely be hitting clean up, slamming balls outof the park. But now he’s a counselor to troubled and addicted youthin the Boroughs, running between the Catskills and the city. Hespends as much of his time as possible here in Woodstock, though. Itold Kevin about a walk I’d taken with Mike and his dog Harleyaround the gorgeous Comeau area earlier this year and how much ithad meant to me.

Christofora looked at me from the wheel of his truck and said: “Youhave arrived.”

The look in his eyes told me he knew in his heart, as I did, that I hadjoined some kind of privileged yet egalitarian society. That I was oneof those people, who, even though I’d been a lot of places, had finallycome home. That I would never leave the Mid-Hudson Valley.

I had always felt different. Apart. Not included. For decades, growingup, in school, and while working in print, television and music, I neverreally felt too good about myself, or even really knew who I was. Theroad map was a series of failed geographical locations – Tennessee,Florida, California, Indiana – then many other states in rapidsuccession on a tour bus while managing the rock band Philpot. Theproblem was that whenever I got somewhere I was still there, and Ireally didn’t know who I was or for what I was looking.

Then, in 2008, after some bad experiences in Manhattan – I wasdeposited by my wife and loving friends in the woods of West Hurley.It was a beautiful old carriage house where I stayed. I was shaken upenough that I resembled some kind of shivering rescue animal. Butgradually, the beauty and vibrations of the Hudson Valley, and itsanimals and people, started to heal me. The moment it all cametogether happened this year on that walk with Mike O’Shea, a placefavored by Levon Helm and his dog.

Given my fear of getting hit by baseballs, I never could have imaginedback on Staten Island, or in any place I ended up for that matter, thatI would eventually learn to like and even love myself via the spiritualenergy of Little League.

At that steamy summer day camp on Staten Island in the 60’s, Irealize now that I was showing an early proclivity for loving andcaring about other human beings, especially the underdogs, rescueanimal people like Love Valentine, a boy who arrived at camp twoweeks late, dropped off like an abandoned animal one day and byvirtue of this, a complete outsider. Yes, that was the name Love’sparents, so cruelly or lovingly, depending on how you look at it, gaveto their son. Love, who they sent to camp carrying the weight of a sadlittle Sears baseball mitt and a Wiffle bat. Love offered us the bat andglove as some kind of peace offering, already knowing he was in deepshit, and was summarily beaten by all the campers with the bat andglove. I felt for him and wanted to tell him that, but it was like somekind of Staten Island version of Lord of the Flies. I suppose Loveplayed the role of Piggy or the boy with the glasses. I related to him.

One of the things I love about Little League, as I’ve gotten to knowit here in Woodstock, is the love, tolerance, and respect for others andnurturing of family at its core. Good things are passed on to kids viathe radiating magic of baseball. Tradition and history are instilled too,important concepts for youngsters overexposed to the transience ofthe internet.

“Do you want to see the fields?” Kevin asked me one day while I waspicking up some cold cuts at the meat market.

I took him up on his offer, and we watched as an army of volunteerswith big equipment laid tons of gravel on the Little League field inOlive, part of its resurrection and improvement. We then drove to twoother fields. In Mt. Tremper, Christofora, the Little League’s head,pointed out the ruins of a house battered by Hurricane Irene. Adivorced woman with two kids had lived there. She worked two jobs,and Christofora made sure those kids were able to get to WoodstockLittle League and participate in the fun. Sadly, the house is emptynow.

The ride ended in Shandaken. The Little League field there lookedlike it had been abandoned in the mid-90’s. We passed the snack hutand then unlocked a spider web-ensnared shack that containeduncollected trophies and old baseball gloves, helmets and uniforms.The experience was like opening a time capsule. I felt happy in themystery, just as I did watching the 60’s television series “The Time


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Opening DayBY KIRBY OLSON

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Taking the arched bridge over the Delaware River I see the nylon line of a fisherman cast As the fly lands in the water and drifts

It’s a musical town A fisherman in waders hooks a rainbow trout.

I’m on the way to the optometrist’s The fog over the town lifts like an opera curtain Someone is singing an aria on NPR.

The trout jumps an arc:In the calm pool a double rainbow.

Kirby Olson is a professor of humanities at SUNY-Delhiin the western Catskills. His poems have appeared inPoetry East, Partisan Review, and Cortland Review,among many others.

Tunnel” as a boy. By the summer, Ed West Memorial Field was backin action. It is one of the most beautiful baseball fields I have ever hadto privilege to set my feet upon, nestled near a dog run with loomingmountains views. Even the rest room building at the top of a hill looksbeautiful.

A couple of months later, I went to Rick Volk Field in Woodstock forTommy John Day. The Yankee great was there with Kevin and theother coaches waiting for me. You’d expect Tommy to be offeringtutelage on the art of pitching, but instead, a rapt audience of LittleLeaguers, relaxing on the grass, listened and watched as Tommy, batand ball in hand, talked about hitting, and the attitudes, positioningand technique of great hitters he’d faced.

Picking out the shyest looking kid in the audience, John gently jawedhim. “You look like you’ve got a lot on your mind. I’m sure you’ve gota lot of questions.” Deadpan. The tiny boy in uniform opened right up,smiling, and asked the legend about spitballs. You could see a weighthad lifted off his shoulders.

Like Christofora and O’Shea, Tommy John is a big man who hearkensback to some other larger time and place. He is from Indiana, from afamily of miners. At The Red Onion having dinner that night, he toldme about an ancestor/relative who lost his legs in a mining accident.John seems cut from granite, and he is definitely someone you wouldwant on the next horse going into some ancient battle. That is surelyhow teammates he loved dearly, like Thurman Munson, would viewhim.

“Thurman was greatly misunderstood,” John told me, nursing a bowlof leek soup at The Red Onion. “He had your back completely. Andhe liked donuts. Me and the guys actually were able to have a littlecomic relief at the burial. From Thurman’s grave, from a certain angle,you can actually see a Dunkin’ Donuts. We knew he’d be happy aboutthat.”

Then he started talking about Tiger Woods. John loves to golf.

“He’s lost his joy for the game. He is too busy studying mechanics.”

About young pitchers today: “You got to let them pitch.”

John doesn’t get to spend much time at his New Jersey home. He’sconstantly on the road, either instructing Little Leaguers, playingcharity golf tournaments, or sharing his passion, memories andknowledge of the game. Kevin wanted to make sure he had a big jugof coffee for the long ride home after a weekend in Woodstock.

As Tommy John got into his car, alone, at The Red Onion, he wasilluminated by what Hindus call a Purnima moon. It was brilliant.

And I thought of all those things that I was still learning from LittleLeague.

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Frackenstein: Look Before You Lease

On a weekend trip near Monticello, New York during the summer of2010, my family and I visited some friends, a married couple we’veknown for years. Over lunch, I mentioned that we had passed byseveral anti-fracking signs on our way to their home. Gasland hadrecently aired on HBO and I was curious what our friends thoughtabout fracking (aka high-volume, horizontal hydraulic fracturing), soI asked them. There was a pause; our friends looked at each otheruneasily. Long story short, in 2009 they had leased some land theyown in Pennsylvania to a gas drilling company. I can’t remember whatI said but suffice it to say, I was taken aback.

I couldn’t help but wonder, what if my friends had seen Gasland first?The award-winning documentary by filmmaker Josh Fox – who hassince followed up with Gasland 2 to be released later this year –marked a sea change in the awareness of the controversial natural gasdrilling process.

The idea for the first film came about when Josh’s family wasapproached by a gas drilling company interested in leasing a propertythey own in northeast Pennsylvania. Prior to the release of Gasland,many homeowners living above shale-gas formations did not knowabout the hazards of fracking. So when they came a-knocking, somehomeowners put their John Hancock on the gas leases. New York isanother state where landowners have signed leases with gas drillingcompanies. Yet no horizontal drilling activity has come to fruitionsince 2008, due to a temporary ban on this type of drilling while thestate assesses the impact on the environment.

And if many did not realize the potential environmental impacts oftheir decisions, no doubt more did not realize the impact a drillinglease might have on their mortgages. Attorney Elisabeth Radow,whose article Homeowners and Gas Drilling Leases: Boon or Bustappeared as the cover story of the November/December 2011 issue ofthe New York State Bar Association Journal, points out that many“upstate homeowners did not know about the hazards of frackingwhen they signed the gas leases; it did not occur to them to checktheir mortgages.” Why is this a problem? “Residential mortgagesprohibit heavy industrial activity and hazardous materials on theproperty,” explains Radow. “Fracking brings both.”

While not a new issue, the subject of gas drilling leases is one of themore important aspects of the hydraulic fracturing debate as capturedin last year’s “Drilling Down” series in The New York Times.Homeowners and taxpayers face complex questions about the hazardsand uninsurable risks associated with fracking, and its impact onmortgages and the housing sector remains unknown.

Leases don’t get much press in the context of the never-ending flowof coverage that fracking draws. That is unfortunate given the risk.

Just what’s at stake? “The mortgaged property needs to stay safe anduncontaminated because lenders sell 90 percent of all home mortgageloans to the secondary mortgage market in exchange for funds tomake new home loans,” says Radow. “Gas leases allow gas companiesto truck in tankers with chemicals, transport flammable gas and toxicwaste, operate heavy equipment 24/7 and store gas underground, foryears, all in a person’s backyard.”

What does this mean for homeowners? “Gas leases also createeasements which continue after the gas company leaves, with no fundsfor upkeep,” Radow clarifies. “Gas drillers can sell the lease withouttelling the homeowner, so there’s no way for a family to control whodrills on their private property. Homeowner’s insurance doesn’t coverrisks from fracking and neither does the gas lease. Industrial-sizedrisks are so expensive, even gas companies don’t get fully insured forthem. Homeowners can get slammed with risks for the dangerousactivity they don’t even control.”

To be sure, it’s a grim prospect for homeowners and communitiesalike. But what does this all mean in the broader context of theeconomy?

Radow elaborates, “As fracking spreads across 34 shale-rich states, the$6.7 trillion secondary mortgage market — which holds 90 percent ofthe nation’s home mortgage debt — could get left bearing theliability; American taxpayers are next in line.

A growing number of banks won’t give new mortgage loans on homeswith gas leases because they don’t meet secondary mortgage marketguidelines. As a result, homeowners with a gas lease can be out of luckselling their homes since the lease impacts stick with the property.The impact falls not only on homeowners and taxpayers but alsoaffects the banking, housing, insurance and secondary mortgagemarket interests and their investors. New construction, the sign ofeconomic recovery, is threatened too because construction loansrequire a property to be free of the very risks that gas drilling brings.”

For those, like my friends, eagerly awaiting the return of a strongeconomy, this shift of drilling risks from gas companies to thehousing sector, homeowners and taxpayers begs for immediateattention. In the meantime, property owners are learning that theleases and agreements that they signed just a few years ago maycontain some industry sleight-of-hand.

WELLNESS | HYDROFRACKING

Grace Foundation’s Kyle Rabin warns against creating a monster.BY KYLE RABIN

This article is based on a post by Kyle Rabin, originally published atEcocentric (ecocentricblog.org). To learn more about what’s happeningon the fracking front, check out Ecocentric’s fracking series athttp://www.ecocentricblog.org/tag/hydraulic-fracturing/.

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In 1996, the residents of North Tarrytown, New York, voted torename their little village Sleepy Hollow, after the WashingtonIrving short story “The Legend of Sleepy Hollow,” which was setin the vicinity. Not that there wasn’t debate over this belatedrenaming, which took place some 170 years after the story firstappeared. “Many natives belittled the change in the 122-year-oldname…as an empty, pretentious gesture that would do little torestore the glory days of the village's thriving General Motorsplant,” The New York Times reported. “But proponents, many ofthem newcomers who commute to New York City, wanted torevitalize the town by giving it a fetching name that would bringin tourists, homebuyers, and investors.”

A fetching name it is. In Irving’s story, Sleepy Hollow is amagical place, preserved in perpetual reverie from the hecticinfluence of modernity. “For it is in such little retired Dutchvalleys, found here and there embosomed in the great State ofNew-York, that population, manners, and customs, remain fixed;while the great torrent of migration and improvement, which ismaking such incessant changes in other parts of this restlesscountry, sweeps by them unobserved.” A great place to escapefrom New York City, in other words, and perhaps to venture apretentious gesture or two.

But what would Irving – who naturally was not consulted – havethought? Would he have been flattered? Or would he have seen itas the final victory of the worldly Manhattoes over the Dutchancients of the Hudson River Valley? “The Legend of SleepyHollow” is, after all – as Walt Disney faithfully rendered but TimBurton did not – a nostalgic fable in which superstition trumpsintellect, turning back progress that might otherwise have brokenthis magical spell that still held sway on the Hudson, according toIrving, as late as 1820.

At first glance, Irving’s legend is difficult to grasp even from acontemporary perspective. Ichabod Crane, a Connecticut Yankee,arrives in Sleepy Hollow and manages to woo Katrina Van Tassel,snatching her from the arms of the town brute, Brom Bones.Bones retaliates, by posing as the Headless Horseman, chasingCrane from town and then…nothing. That’s it. End of story.

It’s as if The Karate Kid ended with the members of CobraKai – dressed, a la Brom Bones, as skeletons – pummeling DannyLaRusso into inconsequence. No Mr. Miyagi. No second act. Noopportunity for redemption via devastating “Crane kick.”

But the fact is that Ichabod Crane is no Ralph Macchio, whichmakes the tale somewhat more intelligible. Irving’s Crane is an

outsider, yes, but also a glutton and schemer, who values Ms. VanTassel not just for herself, but also for her fortune. He is overlystrict with the schoolchildren when no one is watching andoverly attentive when everyone is. His intellect, meanwhile, iscompromised by a fascination with the macabre, which sets thescene for his undoing, and the restoration of peace in the (in thiscase, literal) valley.

But for how long?

Not forever, we know. In 1839, two decades after “The Legend ofSleepy Hollow” appeared, Irving – via one of his several aliases –returned to the topic of Sleepy Hollow in the pages of TheKnickerbocker, a magazine named for another of his famousnarrators, Diedrich Knickerbocker, the teller of the Sleepy Hollowtale.

Irving found that the spell he’d so carefully and lovingly describedin the original story was on the verge of being broken, a suspiciondefinitively confirmed by the arrival of a bank. “The fate of theneighborhood is, therefore, sealed,” Irving concludes. “I see nohope of averting it. The golden mean is at an end. The country issuddenly to be deluged with wealth. The late simple farmers are tobecome bank directors, and drink claret and champagne; and theirwives and daughters to figure in French hats and feathers; forFrench wines and French fashions commonly keep pace withpaper money. How can I hope that even Sleepy Hollow can escapethe general inundation? In a little while, I fear the slumber of ageswill be at end; the strum of the piano will succeed to the hum ofthe spinning wheel; the trill of the Italian opera to the nasalquaver of Ichabod Crane; and the antiquarian visitor to theHollow, in the petulance of his disappointment, may pronounce allthat I have recorded of that once favored region, a fable.”

Sleepy Hollow, as Irving knew it, had vanished, as surely and com-pletely as Ichabod Crane, who may – in fact – have gotten the lastlaugh. Progress was not averted. It came and went, first as a bank,then as a General Motors plant. Finally, residents – Ichabods all,up from the City – sought to bring back the magic, the forgottenfable, with an incantation of the name: Sleepy Hollow.

But, just as in Irving’s day, something – something deep – seemedto resist change, there on the banks of the Tappan Zee. ''I've beenhere all my life,” a retired secretary told the Times. “And it'salways going to be North Tarrytown to me.”

Jim Hanas is the author of the short story collection Why They Cried(Joyland eBooks/ECW Press 2010). He lives in Brooklyn.


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Of Mice and Men

Unlike dogs, cats aren't purebreds based on their pedigree. Instead, a cat needs tohave specific traits in order to be considered feline. Why is it that women arereferred to as cats when men display many more feline characteristics? Cats andmen both enjoy chasing balls, retiring to their cave, playing with prey anddefending their independence. Both are curious to a fault about how things workand will continuously play with a mouse, whether alive or attached to a computer.

Women may have earned the title because cats have a powerful need to providefood, which is why a cat may bring prey as a gift for its owner, and because theypurr when they are content, but also when they are frightened and need thecompany of others.

PHOTO BY ESA CANO, LIBERTY. WON 1ST PLACE IN COLOR PHOTOGRAPHY AT THE CATSKILL ART SOCIETY SULLIVAN COUNTY ANNUAL HIGH SCHOOL ART SHOW.

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