The Grand Marais Playhouse offers one more production of the summer season and it’s hilarious! “Don’t Dress for Dinner,” by Marc Camoletti, adapted by Robin Hawdon, opens this week at the Arrowhead Center for the Arts. Performances are August 21-24 and 28-31, Thursdays through Saturdays at 7 p.m., and Sundays at 2 p.m. Tickets are $15 for adults and $10 under 18. Advance sales available on-line at www.grandmaraisplayhouse.com. Box office opens one hour before each performance. All seating general admission, doors open 30 minutes before curtain. Sunday, August 24 is Donation Day.

“Don’t Dress for Dinner” is a farce of mixed-up characters, too many stories and fast thinking. This fast-paced comedy begins with Bernard inviting his mistress for the weekend as his wife is visiting her mother. He also invites his best buddy, Robert, as an alibi. Little did he know his wife was having an affair as well… with Robert so she decides to stay home. Add a creative and enterprising cook who assists with the deceit by playing multiple characters, the mistress who must know play the cook, the cook’s angry husband who shows up very confused, and you have the recipe for some great laughs.

The cast includes Kurt Anderson, Jane Burke, Erin Larsen, Joe Kunze, Beth Tidwell, and Tim Young. Directed by Elsa Cornell. This play is very funny and contains mature themes that may not be appropriate for all audiences.

Last night we had a little get together regarding my leaving the Co Op. I guess it was a celebration. I enjoyed working there, and am proud of the work I did and what I accomplished, and am also happy to be moving on to other things.

This is another of those “word paintings.” I was listening to Denison Witmer’s song with the same title when I started painting this.

Madeline liked the colors in this one.

I didn’t want to lose the original gesture of this portrait by overworking it, so I just touched up her white bib and finished the background. I’m working on a similar portrait of her brother Max, but I’m struggling more with it. I need to come at it again with a clear mind and a fresh approach. Sometimes pictures paint themselves, sometimes it’s like beating my head against the wall. When that happens, I need to walk away and give it time. I’ve picked up paintings that I thought were hopeless, and months or years later, they get completed with out struggle. That’s kind of the way life is, isn’t it? I guess that’s what vacations are for. So during these days before I start my new job, I’m taking advantage of the hours to paint.

I no longer own this truck but I see it around town regularly. I no longer own any of the cars in the following post either. I’m down to 3 cars now.

1962 Chrysler New Yorker Hard top station wagon, 6 passenger


1962 Plymouth Savoy, 6 passenger wagon with 1962 17″ Mallard Drake Travel Trailer


1964 Plymouth Savoy

Years ago I wrote a poem about salmon… It was after I made a sort of pilgrimage to my significant childhood home. Difference is, I didn’t die after I went there.