On Oct. 26, 13 Whitman College art students had a chance to work with one of the largest printing presses ever devised, though this press was originally invented for a completely different purpose. “It is unusual for students to work on something that big,” assistant professor of art Nicole Pietrantoni said
Halloween décor, from lighthearted and whimsical to dark and foreboding
Firmly embedded in religious roots, Halloween for centuries has been associated with celebrations and festivals of the dead.
Participating in murder and mystery at Dayton's Weinhard Hotel.
Being accused of murder was not originally on my weekend to-do list.
Garrison students trickle into the locker room at 6:30 a.m., wipe the sleep from their eyes, and lace up their bright pink and electric yellow indoor soccer shoes. They sport the jerseys of Real Madrid, Barcelona and other professional teams hoping to dribble past opponents and score a goal All this before breakfast is served in the school cafeteria.
Mastering the bo takes the right techniques and a lot of practice.
Few weapons are older than the bow and arrow. The list includes the spear, atlatl, large rocks and the pointed insult. Despite its ancient origins, archery still manages to captivate the modern psyche like few weapons can, evidenced by the bow’s continued presence in film and fiction. It isn’t hard to name movies with a major archery component — “Killing Season,” “The Avengers,” “Hunger Games,” “Rambo,” “Avatar” and a quiver full of others, including myriad incarnations of Robin Hood.
WALLA WALLA — Attending Washington State University football games for Walla Wallan Beth Swanson has held a special significance for the past few years.
PENDLETON — We don’t think about emergency medical transportation until the very moment we need it, other than pulling over to the side of the street at sirens blaring behind us. Or looking up as a helicopter whirs overhead.
I did not become a photojournalist. It became me.
The Storm — By Emily Dickinson, 1896 There came a wind like a bugle; It quivered through the grass, And a green chill upon the heat So ominous did pass We barred the windows and the doors As from an emerald ghost; The doom’s electric moccasin That very instant passed. On a strange mob of panting trees, And fences fled away, And rivers where the houses ran The living looked that day. The bell within the steeple wild The flying tidings whirled. How much can come And much can go, And yet abide the world!
WALLA WALLA — If you are the shy type, don’t sit on top of a stagecoach. “People always look,” said Daryl Hopson, as heads turned to watch him guiding the bright red and yellow carriage around the county fairgrounds last week. The stagecoach Hopson was driving that morning was no reproduction. Brought to Walla Walla in 1862, it was one of two that carried passengers on regular runs from Walla Walla to Lewiston and Orofino, Idaho, and back.
She’s the oldest one in the state, yet somehow her timeless nature makes us feel young at heart. Whether 4 years old or 85, we brave the heat, dust and waning days of summer — the endless cycle toward school, football, volleyball and approaching fall — in our futile efforts to court this grand old dame. We wine and dine her along the food court row. Applaud her performance from the grandstands or the hay bales of festival seating. Cheer her on while cowboys test their skills in the tilled dirt of the rodeo arena.
The rules in this hall are few but still well kept by a dozen early risers who love the game. No alcohol, no tobacco, no beverages around the table, no gambling, no cursing and, most of all, don’t forget the doilies, which are placed under the cue ball for every break to help protect the tables at The Center at the Park’s pool hall.
“And she’ll have fun, fun, fun ’til her daddy takes the T-bird away ... ” Now that I’ve got that Beach Boys’ song stuck in your head, let’s think a moment about having fun. It used to be easier when we adults were kids, particularly in summertime.
Weston’s Saling House is lit by a single lamp on the ground inside the historic building’s front hall. With its windows boarded to prevent vandalism, the house’s top two floors are almost completely dark. Eerie slivers of light shine through above the windows in places where old brick walls have cracked. The original residents, Isham and Melinda Saling, died within its walls in 1910 and 1938, respectively. Still, Sheldon Delph, president of the Weston Historical Society, assures visitors that there are no ghosts in the old building.
Harvest. Music and dance. Parades down Main Street. A good pair of blue jeans. Some things are timeless. Without beginning or end, they have an unusual shade or out-of-place sparkle. They catch our eye and stand out in the crowd. Whether it’s an old fashioned, mule-drawn buggy blurring the spin of time, devoid of most modern day color and sending the faint “clip-clop, clip-clop” echoes from our often perceived black-and-white past or the soft, full-blown color of a red combine cutting golden grain against a backdrop of placid blue, our thoughts are colored by the familiar. Fragments of yesterday stand among the moving crowd. They walk with us in the preparation for a Scottish dance competition. A last second adjustment — just the right tip of the hat — to pass the scrutiny of our inspecting eyes.
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