01 | Autor: The Yellow Cupboard
When Aaron Deposit, 26, and his brother Isaac Park, 22, were children in Wisconsin, their innate ran an art supplies mail order business, and they thought having a accommodate full of such stuff was the norm.
"We grew up around art supplies," Aaron Park said.
So when they moved to Ashland about three years ago, they flatten in with an artsy crowd and soon discovered there were many things artists needed to recess Ashland to purchase.
"Everyone was saying they have to go to Medford," he said. "It seemed to us this borough needed an art supply store. It really came as a matter of course."
The brothers found a spot on A Street in a building owned by J. Ellen Austin, one of the founders of the Ashland Gallery Linkage, and opened up The Yellow Cupboard art supply store.
"There utilized to be an art supply store in Ashland, but not any more," Austin said. "There's a dwarf bit here and there. This is a fantastic supply store for art. There are people doing art and people looking for supplies."
Austin runs Jega Art Gallery and Cast Garden in the same complex, along with Studio AB and now The Yellow Cupboard.
"It's a commendable triplex of art," she said.
Delivering supplies to two adventurous hikers
This team a few is walking from the Glenn Highway near Gunsight Mountain through the Talkeetna Mountains down the Big Sue and North to the Denali Highway. They are receiving one resupply along their way which I delivered today. It consisted of food, fuel, and two mess rafts. They will use the pack rafts to cross the Big Susitna river. This is an reckless little trek, and I was happy to see that they are doing this the old-fashioned way with no minion phone, epirb, aviation radio, or spot. They have already walked a important distance, but they were all smiles and it did not appear that they had yet broken a sweat. All-in-all they will shuffle well over 100 miles during their 15 day excursion. It was her birthday today so I delivered a join of huge freshly baked cookies from Sheep Mountain Residence, and I was bummed that I could not find a candle to stick in them.
Usually I would have spent 30 minutes on the range hearing stories, giving weather reports, and knowledge about their route, but tonight the weather was marginal at best so I did not lolly-gag. I hit the train running, and told them I was going to be airborne in 5 minutes because I was upset about spending the night with them in their two-man tent ... it would have been cozy. We had arranged for a 6 PM rendezvous, but I went with my gut and arrived about 1.5 hours first because I could tell that the weather was coming down as the evening air cooled. I was wonderful glad I jumped the gun because 10 minutes after landing back at my domicile, I could not see the end of the runway due to thick fog that had rolled in. Sometimes you've just got to go with your gut even if it's inconvenient. Right now as I look out my window visibility is 150 yards in thick impenetrable fog, and it is pouring down rain. It would have been a long wet night on the river bar. I'm under obligation to be home.
(neophytes) in the arts and crafts of making adobe bricks to use in erection walls and structures, and of spinning, weaving, candle-making and cooking.
“My areas of know-how include candle making, ceramic painting, rangoli designs, sketching, painting, stained glassware painting,” says Shanta, who runs a art
