Fieldwork regarding the skate park initiative in Palo Alto

Palo Alto City Council has agendized for next week, Monday, April 12, a discussion of skateboarding. There is also a memo written by members Alison Cormack and Greg Tanaka on the topic.
What should we do with the Greer Park skateboard element, which is abandoned?
Should we push, perhaps as a public-private-partnership for a state-of-the-art (or usable) skate park, like kids enjoy nearby in Menlo Park, Fremont, Newark, San Jose?
Palo Alto built an early public park but no one uses it now for sundry reasons. The graffiti adds a roux to the scene but is evidence that Community Services has given up here.
Kieran, a 16 year old Paly student and neighbor, agreed to meet me at Greer yesterday to teach me about his world, to help me try to impact the result of these discussions.
He said he had not been to the park in eight years.
He had gone to Burgess the day before.
He has gone as far as Oregon to skate new parks (with his family, if I got this correct — he and friends with cars go to Bay Area and south bay parks frequently, it seems).
Kieran is a talented skater, who has won prizes in competitions. Maybe he would go pro after high school, although both his dad and uncle are Stanford professors and scientists. His uncle Mark played tennis for Stanford (and Gunn – -I knew him, slightly, since grade school).
Ironically, a skater like Kieran approaches Palo Alto’s publicly-financed skate park like street skaters approach the built environment: what can we do here? Our park is not suitable for skating per se but you can use your head — if you are someone who is always looking to make do or improvise to turn the odd bench, curb, stairs or rail into your domain — to find some use for it.
Kieran is not political so this might be his only input on this issue. His parents had opinions on the topic – dad had signed the petition — and sent me some links but didn’t say whether they would chime in on April 12 or continue to advocate.

I want Palo Alto to talk to and learn from the brightest and most interesting people on this topic and not just crank thru with a bureaucratic response.

My ollies on this are: Cormack, mayor Tom Dubois, commissioners Keith Reckdahl, Jeff LaMere and David Moss, and activists Rebecca Eisenberg and Aram James (whose friend  Jameel Douglas is a pro-level skater).

I don’t know how to prioritize this compared to stopping Castilleja expansion, helping the homeless, building a police station, preventing police dogs from biting the innocent or 10 other things I have had opinions on. But I do think this is an opportunity to do right by a fairly substantial sub-community, albeit a special interest.

At least two famous skaters are also great musicians: Steve Caballero of Soda and other bands; Tommy Guerrero. Jon Wurster of Superchunk published a childhood photo of himself on a board. Jazz and improv musician Philip Greenlief played in my series at Palo Alto Art center, skates and even wrote a letter to Berkeley City Council, who are responding to a similar opportunity. Gunn graduate Colt Cannon is also a known skater.

Here are two short clips of Kieran teaching me his skills:



If Greer were better designed or upgraded, Kieran would catch some air and continue or flow to more features and tricks, and not end up in the grass.

The skateboard initiative points out that contemporary parks would accomodate beginners more than Greer’s archaic and disused feature does or could or did. 

 

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Tribute to Stella Brooks by Kay Kosty and Noel Jewkes, January, 2021: bubble sessions during Covid times

Long story short: when I saw Stella Brooks’ obituary in the Chronicle, I was struck by her glare. Reading further baited me further. I sent a note to Deb Wright her niece and the keeper of the flame; meanwhile, the Palo Alto Weekly had a story about Kay Kosty, “Black Olive Jazz” who teaches drama at Stanford and fronts several jazz bands. Soon enough Kay and I called on Deb who showed us through a couple boxes of clippings, letters, photos and ephemera. On the way back to the Bay Area we brainstormed some ideas about how to combine our energies to tell Stella’s story. A short time later Terry Abrahamson and David Kaplan tapped us for how to reach Deb and mine that same box. There was a production in Massachusetts of “Jazz Funeral for Stella Brooks” at a Tennessee Williams festival. Terry and I had breakfast in Palo Alto. My parents died. I got married. I restarted a concert series in Palo Alto at Mitchell Park featuring vocalists like Jane Monheit doing mostly Ella songs. I had Beth Custer Clarinet Thing doing mostly an Ellington program on Mardi Gras. A plague descended upon the land. I hid in my townhouse for three months dying to live or living to die. I woke up one day and decided to use the internet to “make” “music”. I called Kay out of the blue. She called Noel Jewkes. Anyhow, she’s a little piece of leather don’t you know? Well put together don’t you know. What is? My brain? Lions with Wings? Earthwise Productions? The third rock from the sun?

Stay tuned. Stay tuneful. Fuck computers. But you can stream and download on Bandcamp – but in this case, because its not a lossless file, you can also hear it here on Plastic Alto. Only, rather.

April 20 will be the 75th anniversary of her big show at Town Hall in New York City.

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Lord of Dogtown, II

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I had three meetings on this exact topic, 25 years ago, with Lee Townsend, Hans Wendl and Gabe Unger

$70 million of silicon valley money back’s united masters as an alternative to the traditional major label system

edit to add, next day:
Apple Announces $50 Rebate For A Million Wanna Be Users; Iphone is Still $1,000, However
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Daniel Bard Verses Hanif Verses Shakespeare

  1. This is not an April one joke this is how I roll.

I rode my bike to the bookstore to buy Chanel Miller, no my name. But I’m also taping for different baseball games caught bits and pieces of each. Serve a 35-year-old Texan who went to Chapel Hill North Carolina named Daniel bard got Mickey Betts to punk out. Rather than a grand slam. He had 100 mile heat. But I did also notice a book in the window a black poet talking about culture, Hanif. He represents Ohio. I started to read his essay about gimme shelter. He mentioned that Brian Jones ended up at the bottom of the pool. It’s 84 here in Palo alto I’m going to sit in my backyard and read for one hour for different newspapers Harpers magazine because it mentions Werner Herzog and skateboards Chanel and Rolling Stone with another black guy I’ve never heard of named John David Washington. 
oh brave new world.

Earlier today i used Remi Wolf as a type of dozens I said something the effect quoting her lyric of calling someone the B-word and I’m going to step on his toes. 3.2 million people’s have viewed her photo ID video.

also in this is very far astray from my starting point of baseball or poetry I was reminiscing about some videos from the 80s including Pearl Harbor in the explosion Romeo Void also birdcage by the Negro problem and the merman at the eighth Street fair.

no about rock and roll I mean “what does Robert Hilburn know about rock and roll?” can you dig it?

 

Edit to add: OK I admit I was working around this point but yet I edited this not very hard-working essay to add the word “abdurraqib” it seemed simple enough to master once I focused. Seems like two fairly popular tropes, “abdur” not “abdul” But I do think of Kareem the basketball player, and “raqib” which sort of reminds me of a character from a spike Lee movie but not. His name is Hanif Abdurraqib, a poet and essayist from Ohio. 

 

 

 

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Pass the port

We wanted to go to Dinah’s Shack, and then La Bodeguita, but pivoted to Uni Ave because of the power outage.
After waiting 30 minutes to get seated somewhere, we traded up to Osteria, which was less full. I had the poached salmon, as did Coach. My wife had the pasta special, which was short ribs ravioli. Friend of Coach, not a former player but a brother of his former teammate, also had the ravioli.
Years ago, the coaches all had pitchers of beers at Mountain Mike’s post-game, and we players had soda. Coach would say that if we came back after college, we could have beer. Forty years have passed: Coach ordered a 10-year port, and I joined him. If I had thought harder, I would have gone all in on the 30-year port.

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Hopi Pottery at the DeYoung with and without the Weiss Collection

Weiss pot at DeYoung but not in the show. My parents said this is the pot that made them study the genealogy of potters, especially Hopi.

Tony Bravo in the Pink has a blurb about a pottery show at the DeYoung, which opened a few weeks ago — as did the museum — and runs through February, 2023, or about two years. I recall Hillary Olcott and Christina Hellmich mentioning the show plans to me, and I probably referenced it in my correspondence with them.

I’m hoping to see it lickety-split. The obvious question would be: how many of the pots in the show come from my parents’ collection? Or: how many of my mother’s pots are in the show?

My parents finished with 94 examples of Hopi pottery in their collection. When my father died, we were of the belief that the DeYoung wanted the entire collection. Instead, for various reasons, the DeYoung has 75 pots from the Weisses, and we have 191 extant pots. (My sibs and I removed a small number from the gift, as agreed, although my parents had added 87 pots between the 2007 deal and the day before my dad died, on August 23, 2015. In all their collection spanned 10 pueblos, numerous styles and roughly seven generations.

The Hopi names in the Weiss Collection include Fannie Nampeyo, Nona Naha, Syliva Naha, Al Qoyawayma sometimes Al Q, Rondina Huma, Marcia Rickey, Nampeyo of Hano, Steve Lucas, Burel Naha, Dextra Quotskuyva, Elizabeth White, Frog Woman aka Pacqua, Daisy Hooee Nampeyo, Thomas Polacca, Grace Chapella, Dee Satallia, Helen Naha aka Feather Woman, Rainey Naha, Karen Abeita, Gloria Kahe, Garnet Pavatea, an unnamed potter of a polychrome canteen that is in the DeYoung Collection as of 2007, Jean Sahmie, Mark Tahbo, White Swan, Hisi Nampeyo, Agnes Nahsonhoya, Rachel Sahmie, Les Namingha, Priscilla Nampeyo, Dianna Tahbo, Jacob Koopee, Charles Lomaquaha, Annie Nampeyo also known as Annie Healing Nampeyo, Charles Navasie, Yvonne Lucas, Gloria Mahle, a second unnamed Hopi circa 1900, Carla Nampeyo, Nathan Begaye (though our files say “Hopi/Navajo”), Joy Navasie and Rachel Namingha. That’s 39 creators, all more-or-less descendent from Nampeyo of Hano. 

Tony Bravo’s brief summary of the DeYoung’s terse announcement makes the show seem more historic than living, looking back rather than, like Janus, looking both back and forward at the same time. It promises to show how the historic figure is related to today’s scene — which is thriving — but, for instance, I cannot tell if my two favorite potters, Dextra Quotskuyva and Jacob Koopee are in the show or not. 

Of a particular interest to me is whether my mom’s very favorite pot, Dextra’s “summer cloud” pot, which was in the 2001 Wheelwright show and Martha Struever’s “Painted Perfection” book is included. 

When I think about the topic of a Hopi pottery show at the DeYoung I think of my parents, Paul and Barbara Weiss, their friend Martha Struever, Dextra Quotskuyva and Jacob Koopee, all dearly departed. I’ve never seen comprenhesive obituaries or tributes to Dextra and Jacob – maybe this show will occassion both. I found a video of Marti discussing Jake. I like that she says “he fires (them) right at the edge of the cliff”. 

  1. Bravo:

‘Nampeyo and the Sikyátki Revival’

Nampeyo, famed Tewa-Hopi potter, is celebrated with an exhibition of 32 of her pots from the collections of the Fine Arts Museums of San Francisco. The exhibition pairs the work with examples of more traditional Hopi pottery from which she found inspiration.

Through Feb. 26, 2023.

2. Of the 16 “Nampeyo” pots searchable online from the DeYoung collection, 12 are from Paul and Barbara Weiss and four are from Thomas Weisel. The 28 pots gifted from the Weiss Trusts by my sibs and I, per our parents’ wishes and the 2007 agreement, in fall, 2019 are not included yet. Again, I am very keen to know if my mother’s favorite pot, the “summer cloud pot” by Dextra, is in this show. If I were showing a group of Nampeyo per se, I would absolutely include some Dextra and their Koopee, the one with the maidens, from the 2019 gift. 

This Koopee was on display for a while; the one we gave in 2019, with the maidens, is even better.

I actually have a photo of that shards Koopee in the gallery, from a couple years ago, and below, in Plasty, this blog.

3. Russell Hartman, of the California Academy of Sciences, on September 7, 2007, on commission by the DeYoung, wrote about the Weiss Collection that “the strength of the collection is, without doubt, the works by succeeding generations of potters who are descended from the above named individuals” (i.e. “Nampeyo, Fannie Nampeyo, Grace Chapella, and Pacqua — Frog Woman — of Hopi or Hopi-Tewa”). He wrote eight paragraphs about the Hopi in our collection “further illustrating how pottery traditions are passed through extended families and even between pueblos through inter-marriage…This collection excels in this regard”. I presume my parents’ subsequent purchases also filled in the gaps that Hartman hinted at, or to emphasize the point. Beyond the Bertrand Russell paradox, what made my parents’ collection a collection, and not just a list of names or set of objects? And is it still a collection, with part at the DeYoung, part with my family and part in storage? Is it still that collection? And what makes this show a show? 

4. In comparison, and based on the catalog or pamphlet “Pueblo Dynasties: Master Potters from Matriarchs to Contemporaries” at the Crocker Museum of Sacramento, by Scott A. Shields, PhD., 2019, of the 41 figures, six feature Hopi pottery including works by: Barbara Cerno, Nampeyo of Hano, Dextra, Mark Tahbo, Rondina Huma and Al Q. 

5. After the initial gift of 32 in 2007, we gave another 12 pots, all minis, that went straight to a specially built case in the hallway that led from the Pueblo Pottery room to the Saxe glass collection; here my Mom is seen checking out her Fannie Nampeyo pot (plus a Santa Clara, maybe the Folwells, I forget):

see also:

6. Dillingham is the obvious reference to get straight the Hopi matriarchy, although Greg Schaaf is also instructive and voluminous. Our copy of Marti’s book had autographs of a half dozen of Dextra’s family members. There’s also a binder somewhere with ribbons, clippings and a snapshot of Mom and Dextra and the summer cloud pot. 

Dextra Quotskuyva by Monty Roessel, 1996

7. The description of the show at the DeYoung website differs from Bravo’s blurb in yesterday’s March 28,2021 San Francisco Chronicle in that he states there are 32 pots by Nampeyo whereas more likely it has half Nampeyo and a handful of her descendants:

Celebrating the artistic ingenuity of Nampeyo, famed Tewa-Hopi potter, the de Young museum presents an installation of 32 pots from the collections of the Fine Arts Museums of San Francisco. During her lifetime, Nampeyo (ca. 1860–1942) was, and remains today, perhaps the most renowned potter from the American Southwest. The single-gallery exhibition highlights Nampeyo’s work, juxtaposed with examples of Hopi pottery from her time. Exquisite ceramics made by ancestral Hopi artists demonstrate Nampeyo’s sources of inspiration, and artworks by four generations of her descendants attest to the master potter’s enduring legacy. In theory there could be a show with Hopi pots and especially Dextra’s influence from the DeYoung, the Crocker and the Weiss Collection. 

Jacob Koopee, 2005

Koopee, 2011; courtesy of the Struevers

Here is a “sweded” version of the photo of Dextra and Barbara Weiss, and what I consider the world’s best single piece of ceramics, which is the keystone to their entire collection, and their 20 years engaged in this business, which was done honorably and in deference to , awe of or fully respecting the people who made these works, with their hands and hearts:

edit to add: I just looked it up: 12 of the 28 pots that the DeYoung finally took from the Collection were Hopi. So I guess you could do a show with just gifts of Paul and Barbara Weiss and Thom Weisel and get to 32 “Nampeyo and Friends” works. Duly noted that of the two unnamed Hopi canteens in the database above, one is from the Weisses and one from the DeYoungs themselves, in 1899. Overall, my parents felt that their relationship with the DeYoung, even with the changing cast, was a blessing. 

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Graffiti at Greer Park skate bowl

I noticed four or five elements at the Greer Park skate ball that seemed to rise to the level of art; skaters say it damages the grip, detracts from the ride; others say the park is not suited for beginners and is not state of the art. Should Palo Alto renovate this park or create a second skate park? it’s on the agenda for an upcoming City Council meeting with Alison Cormack and Greg Tanaka taking the lead.

And1:

Maybe as a stopgap or provisional measure we could identify a built feature and designee that is a skate park that is to say offer amnesty to Street skaters. See also the four stairs at Wallenberg high school and this video of Chris Cole trying 67 times to land a trick:

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All hail, Winkelmann (Beeple)

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Found foodage

Also, I’m nuts


Steve, Terry, Duffy and I went on a Mission yesterday to get burritos from El Farolito which means “light house” and ran into Craig Baldwin who leaked me 15 seconds of his upcoming film “Time Bomb” featuring Mills’ Maggi Payne.
Earthwise is a concert promoter but I’ve also produced visual elements of or with Negativland, “Hands of Orlac”, Starewich, Jessica Yu, Billy Nayer and Neurosis.
The burritos were fine. We also had ice cream, siseg, horchata, aqua fresa, and beer. Pork rinds.
There was some live music but i’m a bit fearful of the plague to resume the inducement of a live audience. Food seems essential; music as an attraction perhaps can wait. Speaking of time bombs.

And1: the disc is labeled “FIXED VERSION” which could mean remedied or made permanent.

edit to add, an hour later: exactly one hour later as I’m watching Craig’s “Tribulations 99: Alien anomalies under America” a white pedal falls from a lily, ominously. 

An excerpt fair use, for you’s guise:

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