There's a beautiful and moving display of Hmong textiles including a number of large story quilts on exhibit at Blue Bar Quilts on Madison's west side. Some works are for sale as a fund-raiser for Kajsiab House and the local Cambodian Temple. Journey Mental Health Center announced in August it was closing Kajsiab House after 18 years of operation. Currently Madison City Council has covered the funding for the rest of the year. In the meantime, members of the Hmong and larger Madison community are looking for solutions to the funding cut.
Kajsiab House serves over 150 members of the Madison Hmong community, including refugees and veterans who fought for the U.S. in the Vietnam War. Through Kajsiab House, community members can access wrap-around services like English classes, meals and community discussions in addition to culturally sensitive mental health counselling and therapy.
These are a few of the pieces I saw when I was shopping at Blue Bar earlier this week.
Story quilts are among the most well-known of Hmong textile arts. Sometimes they include text like this one.
They are usually brightly embroidered awash with figures, domestic and agricultural landscapes as well as glimpses of the larger, historical context of this group's experiences during war in Southeast Asia.
The Mekong River wends its way through this quilt.
The information for this story was taken from Madison Newspapers website.
Early this year our friend Bobbie Malone decided to write a magazine article about the Original Pancake House that we all frequent. That idea snowballed into a wonderful little book that is now on sale at the restaurant for $10.00. The restaurant itself has just re-opened after a beautiful re-design.
Bobbie said she wrote this photo essay "to celebrate the diverse community of staff and diners who frequent The Original Pancake House on University Avenue, a location that mindfully contradicts everything that the current national political climate attempts to deny." It's one of the few places where diners chat with neighboring tables and everyone talks to the staff. It is a perfect place to start your day on a positive note.
My husband, Mark Golbach, took all the photos for the book which was masterfully designed by Nancy Zucker.
This is the second book that Bobbie has written since she retired from the Wisconsin Historical Society. She's currently at work on book with her husband, Bill Malone — the first they've ever co-authored.
I don't know about the rest of you, but this week every time I've visited one of your blogs I've had trouble commenting. I can't sign in the way I usually do, so I sign in the way the format requires me to use. Then I hit preview or publish and most times my comment disappears. I am hoping this is a glitch that will also disappear. I am visiting all your blogs but have not been commenting until this annoyance cures itself. Or I cure myself of being annoyed!
Last week’s wind and rain had the locust leaves coming down like snow.
Sunday, October 6:
Sunday, October 6
Wednesday, October 9: Mark took advantage of a break in the weather on Tuesday to turn the garden pots upside down to let the rainwater drain away. Another inch of rain fell the next day so it was perfect timing.
Perfect timing for the pots but the rain overflowed the gutters which told us they were stuffed with leaves. You can clearly see the line in the leaves where the water came over the gutters. Mark typically gets up on the roof to clean the gutters a few times in the fall but the rain has kept things too wet to do that.
Sunday, October 14: No denying the season anymore. Note how much more the deck is awash in little golden Locust leaves.
The ground under and near the biggest Locust tree is covered in leaves.
Since it had been dry for a few days and rain was again predicted for Sunday night, Mark got up on the roof to blow down the leaves and scoop out the ones in the gutters. The view before he started.
You can see the problem!
Once the deck was buried in all those additional Locust leaves, I told Mark that I would deal with them.
He blew them into a great mass which I then attacked with a broom, a rake, a huge dust pan and big plastic contractor's bags.
Once the garden dies back and I clean everything up, then I will take my bags of Locust leaves and put them down on the garden as fall mulch.
I don't usually put down a fall mulch on the assumption that the snow will be the protective cover. But last winter's lack of snow suggests that I should not count on snow to do the job. I'm not taking any chances this year.