Archive for August, 2014

  • Heavy meddle: Art imitates life in Dan McCabe’s metalwork

    Aug 29, 14 • ndemarino • 5enses, Portfolio4,048 CommentsRead More »

    By Jill Craig Warm spring air melts winter snow creating rivulets that rush to rendezvous with their kin from the mile-high ranges surrounding Prescott. The water flows freely through the foothills gathering sedimentary souvenirs from forests, mid-century neighborhoods, Whiskey Row, and Watson Woods, all destined for the great Verde River. As a curious couple trek through the dells, that ancient Martian landscape, a fresh breeze beckons them to the place where the runoff creek meets crumbling granite. The couple sits in silence, basking in the peacefulness and perfection of moment and place. The man, a middle-aged artist, watches the water swirl and crash in a froth of bubbles. With strong hands and arms defined by hours of metalwork and bright, kind eyes that hint at curiosity and drive, he looks every part the artist. Deaf since early childhood, he levies his intense, singular focus on the creek. He peers into the microcosm of minute flora mixed with nutrients and minerals washed from the surrounding forested mountains. Then a spark, a moment of brilliant illumination. This is artist Dan McCabe. And what he sees is more than water breaking on granite; he sees the propulsion that pushes his craft.   ‘Shukuzu’ Later, in his studio, the man, McCabe, takes a crucible with bronze heated to 2,000 degrees, and pours it onto a bed of cold steel. He watches as the super-heated

  • Of diseases & wheezes

    Aug 29, 14 • ndemarino • 5enses, Alan Dean Foster's Perceivings16 CommentsRead More »

    By Alan Dean Foster PETER BLOOD “And what becomes of his Excellency the  governor’s gouty foot?” COL. BISHOP “You’ll not save yourself with that device this time. Nothing will save you!” Starts to horsewhip the pillar-bound Blood. CANNON FIRE!! interrupts him. LOOKOUT (pointing toward the sea) “Pirates! Spanish pirates!” I was not saved by the timely arrival of Spanish pirates. Not from horsewhipping, nor more relevantly, from gout. I first heard of gout and had it forever embedded in my memory from repeatedly watching the greatest pirate film of all time, “Captain Blood,” over and over and over again as far back as the late ’50s on Million Dollar Movie on Los Angeles’s original channel 9. Yes, kiddies, it’s even better than all the Pirates of the Caribbean films put together. Hell, it’s even better than the ride (the original ride, of course … not the current bowdlerized one). But this isn’t about pirate films, old or new. It’s about gout, which flung itself out of an old black-and-white movie and into my body a couple of months ago. My left big toe had become red, swollen, and was burning as if a tribe of cannibal ants had decided to set up a cooking school somewhere in the vicinity of the first joint. I couldn’t put any pressure on it. I didn’t remember stubbing it, or kicking anything, or kicking

  • News From the Wilds: September 2014

    Aug 29, 14 • ndemarino • 5enses, News From the Wilds2,916 CommentsRead More »

    By Ty Fitzmorris September glows in the golden light of late summer, resplendent with flourishing life. In much of North America, September marks the beginning of the colder part of the year, with last harvests and cold nights. But in the lower latitudes, such as the Central Highlands of Arizona, September is still summer, though with hints and foreshadowings of autumn. The abundant monsoon rains usually continue into the early part of the month, eventually tapering off into glorious sunny days with extraordinary flowering of purple four-o-clocks, asters, and morning glories, red penstemons, and Scarlet Creeper, yellow sunflowers and daisies, and the tall, strange tree-like Wright’s Thelypody (Thelypodium wrightii), with its white flowers. Insect diversity, too, continues to grow and change, with some of the largest insects of the year making their debut. Look for the giant gray Southwestern Hercules Beetle (Dynastes granti), the large brown Rhinoceros Beetle (Xyloryctes jamaicensis), the Great Ash Sphinx Moth (Sphinx chersis), and the gigantic leaf-mimic katydids of the genus Microcentrum. It is in this time of extraordinary plenty that many creatures begin to prepare for the coming cold season. Most woody plants are setting seed, which woodpeckers and squirrels are storing away in granaries; young of many mammal species are leaving home to establish their own territories; and insects are laying eggs, their unique adaptation to times of hardness. One of the most unusual

  • A novel approach: Poet Michaela Carter pens prime prose

    Aug 29, 14 • ndemarino • 5enses, Feature3,687 CommentsRead More »

    By James Dungeon [Editor’s note: The following excerpts are from conversations with poet and author Michaela Carter, whose new book, “Further Out Than You Thought,” was released on Aug. 5 by William Morrow, an imprint of HarperCollins. It’s $14.99 at Peregrine Book Co., 219A N. Cortez St., Prescott, 928-445-9000.] So what’s your elevator pitch for the book? I’ve been describing it as a character-driven grayish comedy about a trio of 20-something bohemians facing their own reluctant adulthoods during the 1992 L.A. riots. You were at UCLA during the riots, correct? I’d already graduated from UCLA at the time and was living in the Miracle Mile area. I had to get across town during the riots. Nobody expected it. There was that moment right after the Rodney King verdict came out, and that initial outbreak of violence and the attack on Reginald Denny. But it was kind of quiet that next morning until that fateful afternoon. I was trying to get across town, but the highway was completely shut down, so I had to go off of the route I usually took back to my apartment. It was pretty crazy. There was a gas station on fire. Lots of black smoke. It was terrifying. Seeing a city you know so well completely changed, so completely unrecognizable — it was one of those moments that, when it happens, you know something important

  • Oddly Enough: September 2014

    Aug 29, 14 • ndemarino • 5enses, Russ Miller's Oddly EnoughNo CommentsRead More »

    Buffalo Bill (William Frederick) Cody is known for his frontier daring as well as his showmanship. But, before he gained his reputation as a skilled hunter and scout, he suffered the failure of a hotel in Kansas and, later, lost his freighting business when Native Americans captured his horses and wagons. He was awarded the Congressional Medal of Honor in 1872 for gallantry while fighting Native Americans at the Platte River only to have it revoked in 1917 (the year he died) because he was not in the military at the time the award was made. He participated in skirmishes as late as 1876 and helped form the “Wild West Circus” in 1883. ODDLY ENOUGH … Buffalo Bill also partnered with David F. Powell. Together they manufactured and sold cough creams and other medicines under Powell’s show name of White Beaver. ***** Known simply as “The Leather Man,” a mysterious figure was seen trudging a 365-mile circuit alone from the Connecticut River to the Hudson River for 30 years. First reported in 1850, the man was noted to have completed the route in 34 days. And his rhythm varied as little as two hours from sighting to sighting. His leather outfit was composed of slabs of thick leather held together with leather thongs. His shoes, also made the same way, had wooden soles. His clothes never changed winter through summer

  • Thought for food: Moore plants a seed at Sam Hill Warehouse

    Aug 29, 14 • ndemarino • 5enses, FeatureNo CommentsRead More »

    By Robert Blood [Editor’s note: The following excerpts are from conversations with artist Matthew Moore, whose collection “SHIFT: Ten Years of Work From Matthew Moore” is showing through Oct. 18 at Prescott College Art Gallery at Sam Hill Warehouse, 232 N. Granite St., Prescott, 928-350-2341. Moore’s artist talk is 6 p.m. Thursday, Oct. 16.] Farming is obviously a huge theme in your work. Farming gave me an identity and a home, a place I was deeply rooted to. And I’ve continually tried to figure out how that impacts what I do and how I think about the world at large. Farming really is like art. It’s a unique way of knowing the world. It gives you a different relationship with the soil and the weather, and other everyday negotiations. It makes you in tune with the world on a different level, more so than any occupation I can think of. One of the biggest things is that it gives you empathy in terms of understanding how amazing it is that we survive on this huge rock hurtling through space, and how delicate every system is. And your education in art? How did you come to integrate farming into that? I started out as an art historian a long, long time ago. That’s what I was studying. I had a studio art requirement and took sculpture and fell in love with

  • Re-cycle-ing: An old-made-new take on the worldof antiques

    Aug 29, 14 • ndemarino • 5enses, Feature20 CommentsRead More »

    By Jacy Lee This is my first article for 5enses. I guess I need to introduce myself and state my intentions. I’ll bypass the vanity of introductions and shoot right to my purpose for writing and publishing about the world of antiques. First, a clarification. By the “world of antiques,” I don’t just mean old furniture, oil lamps, paintings, and such. Since I’ve started in this business in the 1970s, this world has expanded. I choose to include mid-century, thrift stores, vintage clothing and anything else that falls into the category of directly recycled household goods. That’s what we antique dealers really are, recyclers. Some of the oldest and most efficient recyclers ever to walk a planet that needs us, now more than ever. Kudos to those who have followed in our footsteps, be it clothing, jewelry or used furniture. It will all be antique someday. But what I’m here to talk about is the eras and times, therefore the cultures which spurred the antiques and collectibles markets of today. I won’t bore you with lists and numbers or values. I might bore you with plenty of other irrelevant stuff. I might, hopefully, spur an interest and set another recycler loose on this world. I’ll touch on the styles, subjects and genres that not only shaped our furniture, household goods, and industrial items, but also influenced our society, culture, and

  • The end is nigh … again: Actually, you’re OK … probably

    By Paolo Chlebecek Remember the Y2K scare of 1999? Well, it’s back. Sorta. Yes, The Wall Street Journal, among others, is reporting that we’re all contributing to the demise of the internet. As noted by countless sources, the internet is a vast web of interconnected devices that we’ve all become increasingly dependent on. Those devices, now numbering more than 12 billion, all need an “address” and a way to get out to the planet to connect to other devices so we can all watch “Downton Abbey,” live tweet the Oscars, reconnect with high school frenemies on Facebook, and blog about watching “Downton Abbey,” live tweeting the Oscars, and reconnecting with high school frenemies. Think of all of the internet-ready “smart” devices the each person owns. We’ve got smartphones, tablets, laptops, desktop, smart TVs, blu-ray players, and likely more. Every device must have a route to tap the internet. As each device requests information, it puts more and more demand on the equipment used to carry that data back and forth to our trusty devices. Turns out they might not be as trusty as we’d like. Some of the infrastructure they depend on is reaching — or has already reached — its maximum load capacity. This is unlikely to yield widespread internet blackouts nor force us to go back to our abacuses, yet. Think of it like an overcrowded commuter train

  • Indelible edibles: A brief guid to hearty, harvestable natural groceries

    Aug 29, 14 • ndemarino • 5enses, The Local Beet2,428 CommentsRead More »

    By Kathleen Yetman The monsoons of July and August  bring life where there appears to be none, and plants of all kinds spring up to ensure their propagation. Corn and melons that were planted in May are finally ripe and most gardeners have more zucchini and tomatoes than they know what to do with. The mild days and cooler nights support a variety of crops, which means we benefit from a bounty of local produce. Truly, September is the best month for local food here in the high desert. In addition to the crops cultivated by gardeners and farmers, there are numerous wild edible plants, and September is a particularly good month to harvest many of them. We are privileged to have access to some of the most nutritious and delicious of them right now here in Prescott. Wild foods are incredible because they not only survive Arizona’s erratic weather but also bear fruit. A handful of the best harvesting options are acorn, black walnut, piñons, and prickly pear fruit. Now is the time to explore the foods that our unique landscape has to offer. If you’d like to learn more about wild foods in Arizona, check out Caroline Niethammer’s 1974 book “American Indian Food and Lore: 150 Authentic Recipes.” Happy harvesting. Acorn The Apache still harvest many wild foods — the most common being acorn. If you’ve ever driven

  • The B-1B Lancer … it’s the cat’s meow

    By Matt Dean The Rockwell B-1B Lancer is a prime example of U.S. Cold War-era ingenuity, initiative, and engineering competency. The initial vision for the heavy bomber was to replace the lumbering B-52 with a high-flying supersonic nuclear deterrent. The B-1B, like many high-dollar military aircraft investments, evolved over multiple decades to suit the ever-changing perceived need of the defense department. The B-1B or “B-ONE” employs stealthy characteristics and — unless you live near Dyess Air Force Base in Texas or Ellsworth Air Force Base in South Dakota the aircraft — is likely to avoid your detection. The only functioning one I’ve ever seen is from afar on the tarmac at Davis-Monthan Air Force Base in Tucson. I spied a non-functioning B-ONE at the Boneyard also at Davis-Monthan wrapped up for storage, too. The main distinguishing feature of a B-1B is its ability to alter its wings from a 15-degree angle to a delta-shaped 67.5-degree angle. The wings move for speed when the plane is in the swept delta configuration and for control when in the typical, forward position. The original B-1 was meant to be a super-fast mach 2.2 nuclear bomb delivery system in the age where a “recallable” nuclear deterrent was preferred. As the manned nuclear delivery system fell out of favor, so, too, did the B-1. But, at a cost of roughly $280 million apiece, gargantuan investments

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