Cultivating an Idea By Steven Hatcher Christmastime in Rupert is beautiful. As the sun settled one evening in December 2021 and the historic town square’s lights went on above a couple inches of recent snow, I felt a
History in Wood and Nails By Keith Knight Photos by Lillian Baumgart A neighbor stopped by for a visit at my home shop in Hayden one afternoon and as we sat around shooting the breeze, he mentioned that
The Legacy of Louis Peck By James Walker Photos Courtesy of Carol Peck Hill A memory comes rushing into my mind with goose bump-producing clarity. Louis Peck stares at me, his hands scrunched into the pockets of the
An Encounter with James Castle, Master of Found Materials Art By Teddy Khteian-Keeton In January 1963, before the first Idaho exhibition of work by James Castle, I was publicity chairman of the Boise Gallery of Art (now the
And Lack of It Almost Killed Me Story and Photos by Jessica Tookey A curly-headed little girl barely old enough to hold a pencil began to draw and to write under the tutelage of her older sister, using
The Saddle Blanket Weaver By Georgia Wier On a drive back to Oregon in 2013, after having spent ten years working as a folklorist in Colorado, I arranged to make a stop in Idaho to meet Linda Morton-Keithley.
The Work of Idaho Artist Sara Joyce Uncovered By Sheila Petticord Photos by Mark LaMoreaux In the spring of 1990, I was newly divorced, searching for a fresh direction in life and taking art classes at the University
A Once-Famous Idaho Artist Undergoes a Revival By Teddy Khteian-Keeton Photos from The Life and Art of Archie Teater, by Lester D. Taylor Before the death in 1981 of Patricia Teater, wife of the late Idaho artist Archie
From the Beet Fields to the World Stage By Ana Maria Cuneo Last February, I caught Cecilia Violetta Lopez’s performance of Violetta, the leading role in Verdi’s La Traviata, presented at the Egyptian Theatre in Boise by Opera
As it happened, I was working as an assistant at the public library in Cocoa, Florida, the summer of 1961 when, on the morning of July 2, Ernest Hemingway took up his prized shotgun in Ketchum and, as a buddy informed me, “blew his head off.” Continue reading
