It’s a long drive North up the Interstate from Portland to Seattle, through old pine forests that look the same now as they did when Lewis and Clark made their way here a hundred and fifty years ago. Puget Sound is an amazing series of islands, bays and channels, really beautiful, but impossible to photograph well in the short time I have here, because most of the time yesterday it looked like this:



Which is beautiful in its’ own right. I did catch some abandoned docks that in their dilapidated condition created some really good abstract shapes, and might inform backgrounds to the paintings.   



Later today I’m visiting our sister school, Pacific Lutheran University to learn about their BFA program and enjoy meeting with my colleagues in Tacoma.

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Michael Pearce is an artist, writer, and professor of art. He is the author of "Art in the Age of Emergence."
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3 Responses to Tacoma

  1. Rich Brimer says:

    Oh, Chihuly’s glass is magical. I have seen it. He does fantastic installations with glass, like you, Michael are doing with simple plastic bottles and a tree. Way to go.

  2. janet amiri says:

    Michael, just wondering if you were able to meet w/ the legendary glass blower Dale Chihuly or any of his proteges in Tacoma?
    And what sort of public art was on view @ PLU and surrounding areas other than the stainless steel kinetic structures you’ve posted? And finally, did it actually rain all the time?
    It was warm and sunny when I visited during the month of August.

  3. Bret Bays says:

    Interesting note, one of my ancestors made that trek with Lewis and Clark.

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