I got a heavier than usual response to my column on the art and architecture of Home Savings and excerpted some of it for Sunday’s column. It also includes a few cultural notes and a vignette.
I sit in on a talk in Claremont by David Frum of the Atlantic about where conservatism has gone astray. That makes up the bulk of Friday’s column, which ends with a Valley Vignette about a (sob!) newsroom colleague’s departure.
Myrlie Evers and James Lawson are coming to Bridges Auditorium to speak. I tell you about that, and them, as well as present eight Culture Corner items and a Valley Vignette, all in Friday’s column.
I attended Wednesday night’s appearance at Scripps College by Krista Suh, the driving force behind the pussyhat movement. And beforehand I got to interview her for about 20 minutes. She’s the subject of my Friday column.
The Nativity displays outside Claremont United Methodist Church always offer food for thought and a social message. This year’s highlights refugees. Artist John Zachary’s purpose is always to make us remember those in want in a time of plenty. I couldn’t get the banner in view while also the bright sign, but as you might guess, it reads “…Turn swords into plowshares!” The “Immigrants and Refugees Welcome” banner repeats to the left of the main sign in Spanish.
A scene in Sue Grafton’s first alphabet series novel, 1982’s “A is for Alibi,” is set in Claremont. But it turns out the scene, about a couple who lived on Baughman and made soup, was based on a real couple with whom she was friends. I tell the story of Lin and Ted Humphrey and their once-locally famous Soup Night parties in my Wednesday column.
A few hundred people gathered Saturday night at Claremont’s Bixby Plaza to watch a replica microbus (made of papier-mache) burn as part of Pomona College’s Pacific Standard Time: LA/LA art show.
The bus was pulled into place, then fireworks began going off at ground level. Recorded sounds of gunfire, breaking glass and shouted Spanish were played, the better to replicate the chaos of drug cartel violence in Mexico. It was eerie and slightly disturbing.
At the end, the “It’s a Small World After All” song played, perhaps to puncture the tension, perhaps to remind us that such scenes take place in our hemisphere, or perhaps to stick that song in our heads and drive us up the wall. (I was still catching myself humming it the next day.)
The bus was largely still intact, which I don’t think was the plan. We were all directed to repair to Frary Dining Hall for refreshments and a look at the “Prometheus” mural. When we left Frary, the bus was down to a skeletal frame. Hmm, what did we miss?
In a rare event, I attended Tuesday’s Claremont City Council meeting. (It appears I hadn’t been to one in six years — yikes.) They were discussing the proposed Gold Line bridge, which they had rejected last year. Now they’re for it. I explain why in Friday’s column.
I attended an author talk at Scripps College Tuesday night for Junot Diaz, who won a Pulitzer for his debut novel, and he had enough interesting things to say that I decided to write about it in Friday’s column. That’s followed by items about my own book talk, a dismaying reaction to my shirt (!) and a Valley Vignette.
Above, Diaz multitasks by signing a book for me while mugging for the camera.
Ray Collins, the Mothers of Invention co-founder, lived out his last years in Claremont and was a familiar presence in the Village. He also started his days with coffee at Some Crust Bakery, as captured in a Google panorama photo not long before his 2012 death.
Now, Some Crust is paying permanent homage to Collins through a beautiful and elaborate memorial, a sort of altarpiece, with many little filigrees, like the 45 rpm adapters at each corner. It hangs at the end of the hallway that leads to the restrooms and kitchen entrance. It’s one of those little things that did not need to be done, but the fact that it was done speaks volumes.