Russell On Display

Vassar College announced today that some of Russell’s summer work will be exhibited, along with the summer work of other Vassar art majors, at the James W. Palmer Gallery in the Main Building on the Vassar campus.  The Palmer Gallery is the same venue where “This The Range And Recent,” a showing of work by Russell and some other Vassar artists, was displayed in February and March of this year.

The Palmer Gallery at Vassar

It will be interesting to see what Russell decides to display from his summer work.  He was prolific on his travels through Vietnam, and selecting only one or two pieces may be challenging.

The exhibition runs from September 10 to September 25.  If you find yourself in Poughkeepsie, New York with some time on your hands, I’m sure it is well worth seeing.

Death South Of The Border (Cont.)

Secretary of State Hillary Clinton recently observed that the spiraling violence in Mexico was similar to the situation in Colombia 20 years ago, when drug cartels controlled parts of the country, and said that drug cartels are looking more and more like insurgencies.  A Mexican official rejected the comparison — but the fact remains that car bombings, the killing of mayors and other government officials, and similar tactics of insurgencies are increasingly frequent occurrences in Mexico.

It is encouraging to hear Administration officials publicly recognize the rampant problems in Mexico.  Having identified the seriousness of the problem, perhaps the federal government will now take more vigorous steps to address the dangers posed to our country by the escalating Mexican violence and our porous southern border.

The 2003 National Championship Game (III)

Finally — finally! — January 1, 2003 arrived.

Russell at the San Diego Zoo

Russell and I boarded our plane, flew to San Diego, got our rental car, and drove to the Paradise Point Resort & Spa.  After checking in, we dropped off our bags and decided to explore Balboa Park and the excellent San Diego Zoo. We enjoyed the pandas, giraffes, elephants, and swimming hippos, then journeyed to the Old Town area of San Diego for a terrific Mexican feast at a somewhat run-down restaurant.

The next morning we got up early and drove east, over the mountains and into the desert, under a brilliant blue sky.  The drive east from San Diego is filled with classic Americana, including a ’50s diner where we ate lunch, rest stops that warn you to watch for scorpions and rattlers, and a Best Western “Space Age Lodge” that is supposed to look like a spacecraft.  Along the drive we listened to sports talk radio, and the prevailing view was gloom and doom for the Buckeyes and predictions of a royal butt-kicking.  Eventually we switched off the radio and decided to listen instead to Rage Against The Machine’s War Within A Breath and its encouraging refrain (“Everything can change . . . on a New Year’s Day.”).

At The Boulders

As we approached Phoenix we were pleased to pass a town called Buckeye.  It seemed like a good omen.  We rolled into The Boulders, met up with Danny and John, and explored the beautiful grounds.  Then we went to a honky tonk bar to have dinner, join some fellow Buckeyes, and watch Iowa get stomped by USC in the Orange Bowl.  The mood of the Buckeye faithful was one of jittery anticipation.  Even with a few beers under my belt it was tough to fall asleep that night, knowing that the big game was less than 24 hours away.

The 2003 National Championship Game (I)

The 2003 National Championship Game (II)