WINTER INSPIRATION

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“One can never be bored by powder skiing because it is a special gift of the relationship between earth and sky. It only comes in significant amounts in particular places, at certain times on this earth; it lasts only a limited amount of time before sun or wind changes it. People devote their lives to it “for the pleasure of being so purely played” by gravity and snow.”

This quote by Dolores LaChapelle, one of powder skiing’s pioneers, is from her book Deep Powder Snow; 40 Years of Ecstatic Skiing, Avalanches, and Earth Wisdom. Dolores was reigning queen of Alta powder back in the days when the only lodges there were the Rustler and the Alta, and cars parked along the road.

Deep Powder Snow chronicles her skiing life before and after Alta, personal trials and epiphanies, her special relationship with snow and gravity and is laced with her philosophy of Deep Ecology. It’s a wonderfully thoughtful quick read.

I’m on my way to Alta right now and hoping for fresh powder. Dolores’ little book is tucked in my pack.

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Artist Jim Denevan is in pursuit of the impermanent. From the vanishing curl of a wave to sand briefly stilled between tides, nature’s fleeting moments are his stock-in-trade.

The frozen surface of Siberia’s Lake Baikal presented a shifting, snow-blanketed canvas for Denevan’s specific brand of art: massive geometrical patterns carved into the earth, ever vulnerable to the elements.

These images document Denevan’s quest to create history’s largest work of art, while also illuminating the simple, arresting beauty of the natural world that he so keenly reveres.

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This Christmas my mom delighted me by giving me a lampshade made up of vintage postcards of Bromley, Stratton and the now defunct Snow Valley ski areas; the areas I skied as a kid growing up in southern Vermont. While I can’t say that I remember the areas as they are in the postcards from the 50’s and earlier, the lifts and lodges resemble those of my childhood and bring back sweet memories.

The creator of my handmade treasure is my friend Judy Lake a.k.a. “The Lampshade Lady”. If you are ever in Pawlet, Vermont stop by her shop for a visual treat. It will make you re-think your entire home lighting strategy. It’s filled with delicious fabric (new and vintage) covered lampshades, embellished with luscious trims, in a dizzying array of color combinations and assembled in wonderful shapes and sizes. Most are one of a kind. Visit her on-line shop to view her varied collection – including her vintage postcard shades.

Thanks Mom (& Judy) for brightening my life!

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WHEE – it’s Christmas! is inscribed inside this sweet card from my vintage card collection by cartoonist Marty Links. Her use of non-traditional holiday colors makes it as fresh today as it was the day it was printed (in the 60′s?).

Have a wonderful Christmas – see you after the holiday madness dies down!

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Ollie’s Ski Trip, by Elsa Beskow, first published in Sweden in 1907, is the story of six-year old Ollie who receives a pair of skis for his birthday.

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He anxiously awaits the first snowfall, and when it finally arrives, he sets off by himself and has all kinds of adventures.

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In the forest he meets Jack Frost who chases away Mrs. Thaw before she can make a mess of winter…

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Ollie is introduced to King Winter and then tours his palace…

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There Ollie visits a workshop where boys are making skis, toboggans and skates…

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When it was time to leave his new friends at the palace, Jack Frost harnesses a reindeer and skijors Ollie home…

It’s a very sweet book and I haven’t given the whole story away here. It would make a lovely gift for a young skier. Beskow weaves the special qualities of living in a wintery northern climate into her story and illustrations. It’s no wonder Ollie’s Ski Trip is still in print after one hundred years!

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While I was “home” for Thanksgiving my mom delighted me in sharing a yellowed sketchbook of pen and ink drawings she’d made while touring Europe in 1949/50 after graduating from college.  Between pages of charming sketches of Sienna’s alleyways, views of Lago di Como and Venetian gondolas were scenes from her winter spent ski bumming in Zermatt, Switzerland. As Mom tells her story, her tour came to an abrupt halt; her plans for returning to Paris to study art abandoned when ski season began.

The following winters found her in Aspen, Colorado as the night clerk at the Hotel Jerome. In some of us, the lure of snow supersedes all else, and I guess I’m genetically inclined toward the stuff.  Thankfully I have a mom who passed that gene on and “gets” what the addiction is about. I hope that you enjoy her sketches.

©copyright 2010 Gayle Lee Gall

©copyright 2010 Gayle Lee Gall

©copyright 2010 Gayle Lee Gall

©copyright 2010 Gayle Lee Gall

©copyright 2010 Gayle Lee Gall

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One of my favorite Thanksgiving pleasures is serving pumpkin pie on my pretty porcelain dessert plates, a gift from my maid-of-honor.  Adorned with old-fashioned skiers and Tyrolean mountains, they are especially lovely when complimented by the rusty color of the pie.

First I bake the pumpkin and then puree it, adding fresh eggs, maple syrup, cream and spices. I then pour the mixture into a freshly formed “from scratch” piecrust and place it on the oven rack to cook. The maddening intermingled fragrances of the roasting turkey, pie and other dishes are all part of my delight in preparing the Thanksgiving meal.

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I truly believe that my pie tastes infinitely better when served on my special ski plates!

I wish you all gastronomical delights, interesting and thought provoking conversation and family harmony at your Thanksgiving table as you contemplate all to be thankful for.

Here’s my Pumpkin Pie recipe modified from The Silver Palate Cookbook(I use fresh cooked pumpkin instead of canned, and substitute maple syrup for sugar)

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Plates from Pierre Frey

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I’m already dreaming about skiing and with any luck there will only be about 50 or so more days until I’ll be back on snow. In anticipation, I’m going to start to blogging again about winter inspirations right now! And I’m gonna begin with a Bang! with skis hand-made by Brianna Morse of Aspen, Colorado. They made my heart leap with joy and envy when I saw them!

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Last year when Brianna was a senior at Aspen High School (she’s now a freshman at Middlebury College) she combined her appreciation of folk art, skills as a woodworker and her love for skiing into a one-of-a-kind pair of skis, as part of an experiential education program. How cool is that!?

Here she explains the process of making her skis:

“Each student had to make their skis from scratch. My skis are a mix of pine and maple and 165 centimeters. I cut the strips of wood, glued them together, and shaped the skis so that the tips would be thinner than the center. I cut strips of fiberglass to go on either side of the wood and P-tex (the stuff on the bottoms of all skis) in the shape of the ski, and then fit the metal edges around the P-tex. I chose a maple veneer for the top sheet, because I wanted the natural wood to show and to give the skis a more authentic feel.“

“Epoxy was used to glue the skis together and then they were put in an air press. After the skis were out of the press I had to cut them, shaping them like the P-tex bottoms, then sand them and give them a final coat of epoxy. I had to do all of these steps by myself.”

“Our teachers had the students design the graphics with computers, but I decided I wanted to try something new. I have a lot of folk art that my Danish grandmother gave me and I like the look of the simple elegance of the folk art style. Coming from the mountains, I decided I wanted to try to bring a real unique mountain feel to my skis. I wanted to make them like something that you would find in the border of a Jan Brett book.“

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“My grandmother’s sister married a German man and one of her daughters learned how to paint folk art. She happened to be visiting us over spring break and was more than happy to teach me the folk art painting technique called baurnmalerei, the peasant painting that originated in Bavaria. It was a little bit of a challenge mastering the strokes and the flowers, but once I decided on a pattern and got painting, it was extremely rewarding to see how my skis were going to turn out.”

“I decided to make telemark skis instead of alpine touring skis because I felt that telemark bindings would look better and more authentic with the paint. It may have been a rash decision as I had never telemarked before in my life and homemade skis may not have been the best way to learn, but I love an adventure.”

“I’m an International Baccalaureate Art student and I exhibited my skis in the IB Student Art show in Aspen and everyone loved them. It was funny though because there were be those who appreciated the painting, and then there were those who came over to flex the skis and inspect my craftsmanship. Either way though my skis got a thumbs up which was awesome!”

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Photos: Pennie Rand

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I’m off to the Adirondacks for a few days of R&R after a busy couple of weeks. Last week I visited with old friends and clients at the Outdoor Retailer trade show in Salt Lake City. It was fun to see some of the things I’ve designed unveiled at the Chums (sporty eyeglass retainers) and Darn Tough Vermont (colorful patterned socks) booths.

For the most part, I design products twelve months before they are shown at trade shows and then it’s another six months before they are available in stores. This makes it a bit tough to show off Poppy Gall Design Studio work right at the time of creation! It’s always exciting to see the polished finished product.

This short work week, I’ve been following up with people that I met at the show and working on project deadlines. I’m putting the finishing touches on my new studio so I can move in next week – if all goes according to plan! I’ve got to find some time to pack for a much anticipated retreat with my family on a remote Adirondack lake.

For those of you who follow my blog know, I’m a sucker for vintage ski postcards, fashions, equipment etc. This silly summer ski postcard makes me smile. The caption on the back reads,

“The scrapings from the artificial ice sheet at the world famous Olympic Arena, Lake Placid, N.Y., furnish a few moments of fun and thoughts of the ski season to come.”

Yes! Bring on the snow – but wait until I have a final dip in that mountain lake !

Enjoy your weekend!

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One evening, when I was a student of skiing at UVM, I called my mom from my dorm and casually told her that friends and I were heading the next day to Mt. Washington to ski Tuckerman’s Ravine.

I wasn’t surprised to hear her enthusiastic response to my upcoming weekend plans. My mom was an avid and seasoned skier having been a ski bum in Zermatt and Aspen. She’d skied at Tuckerman’s. She clearly outlined the different lines – Headwall, Left Gully, Hillman’s Highway etc. and continued to recall her times skiing there. She figured I’d learn about the beer drinking on the Lunch Rocks soon enough.

In the fifties she and her skiing buddies would cap off their ski season at Mt. Washington. There they would meet friends they’d skied with earlier in the season out west or in Europe. She explained that the skiing community was small back then and that most skiers knew each other and that they followed the best snow around the country.

I couldn’t help think of her spirit when boot packing up the Headwall for the first time. My pretty young mom had climbed this same steep pitch shouldering heavy 220 cm skis with long thongs. If she could do it, so could I!

On Monday morning when I returned to school, sunburned and exhilarated, I found that my mom had mailed me a bundle of old postcards from Tuckerman’s. Including one dated May 6, 1951 that read:

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Snow report: Headwall, Hillmans, Upper Sherborn – Excellent.

Lip – OK if you like that sort of thing.

Weather – Blue sky & sunshine yesterday – overcast (but no rain yet) today.”

With this last snowstorm which dumped over 2 feet of snow on New England’s higher elevations, thoughts turn toward Tuckerman’s. Now, just need to keep an eye on the snow conditions and wait for a bluebird day before dashing over for one more day on snow.

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Over the Headwall – Tuckerman Ravine Mt. Washington, N.H. Photo by Winston Pote

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Little and Main Headwalls, Tuckerman Ravine. Photo by Winston Pote.

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Air photo eastern slopes of Mount Washington. New Hampshire. Photo by Bradford Washburn.

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North side and summit, Mt. Wasington, N.H. Photo by Winston Pote.

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Arnaldo Musati (1916-1988) captured the exuberance of this mittened Italian beauty in his 1953 ski poster. The spirit of spring skiing hasn’t changed much since then.
It’s been a few years since I skied the Haute Route and straddled the snowy mountainous border between Italy and Switzerland and passed under Monte Cervino (Matterhorn). We had unbelievably good weather during that April tour and I can still feel the warmth of the sun and the texture of corn snow under my skis!
Unlike in this snowy picture, our ski season in Vermont is screeching to a halt. This weekend, if Mother Nature cooperates and turns on her bright lights, will be the last hurrah at the mountain. We’ll ski and ride in tank tops, skirts and goofy get-ups, slathered with sunscreen.  Spontaneous tailgate parties will bloom in the base lodge parking lot complete with lawn chairs, gas grills, beer coolers and tunes while kids and dogs chase Frisbees.
We’ll reminisce about those cold days when the lifts were on wind hold, and the epic powder ones. We’ll say good-bye to friends we won’t see again until next winter – those who follow the snow to the southern hemisphere, and others who migrate to the ocean. Such is the community of skiers and riders.

Arnaldo Musati (1916-1988) captured the exuberance of this mittened Italian beauty in his 1953 ski poster. The spirit of spring skiing hasn’t changed much since then.

It’s been a few years since I skied the Haute Route and straddled the snowy mountainous border between Italy and Switzerland and passed under Monte Cervino (Matterhorn). We had unbelievably good weather during that April tour and I can still feel the warmth of the sun and the texture of corn snow under my skis!

Unlike in this snowy poster, our ski season in Vermont is screeching to a halt. This weekend, if Mother Nature cooperates and turns on her bright lights, will be the last hurrah at the mountain. We’ll ski and ride in tank tops, skirts and goofy get-ups, slathered with sunscreen. Spontaneous tailgate parties will bloom in the parking lot complete with lawn chairs, gas grills, beer coolers and tunes while kids and dogs chase Frisbees.

We’ll reminisce about those cold days when the lifts were on wind hold, and the epic powder ones. We’ll say good-bye to friends we won’t see again until next winter – those who follow the snow to the southern hemisphere, and others who migrate to the ocean. Such is the community of skiers and riders.

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I’m so sad to see the snow melt. The ski season has been way to short. Big brown patches are blooming at the mountain the way the daffodils are blooming in my field.  It’s becoming increasingly difficult to connect the snow dots.

There’s a snow stake near the summit of Mt. Mansfield that measures the depth of the natural snow. It’s in a lovely sheltered hollow, protected by ledge and trees. The “official” reading somehow never truly coincides with what we are experiencing on the slopes.

This vintage postcard is from my collection. Needless to say, most ski areas exaggerate the truth about the snow depth.

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It’s the time of year I’ve been waiting for – Spring Skiing! This photograph taken by Fernand Fonssagrives captures the exuberant spirit of the season; the warm sun, melting snow, shed clothes, and the effort it sometimes takes to keep your skis in contact with the snow.
Aptly titled “Savoir Faire” and shot in 1935, I can’t find out anything about the photograph or where it was taken. Fonssagrives (1910-2003) was born near Paris and became one of the most well known fashion photographers in the 1940’s and ‘50’s. His work appeared in Town & Country and Harper’s Bazaar.
His first wife Lisa, a Swedish model and dancer, was instrumental in his photographic career, as it was she who gave him his first Rolleiflex camera.
I can only surmise from these bits of information that the athletic women in this photo was his wife and that they were enjoying a bluebird day on a glacier.
I had the opportunity to purchase this print about twelve years ago, but passed it up; what a shame! If anyone knows more about Fonssagrives’ ski photographs or this one in particular, I’d love to know more.

It’s the time of year I’ve been waiting for – Spring Skiing! This photograph taken by Fernand Fonssagrives captures the exuberant spirit of the season; the warm sun, melting snow, shed clothes, and the effort it sometimes takes to keep your skis in contact with the snow.

Aptly titled “Savoir Faire” and shot in 1935, I can’t find out anything about the photograph or where it was taken. Fonssagrives (1910-2003) was born near Paris and became one of the most well known fashion photographers in the 1940’s and ‘50’s. His work appeared in Town & Country and Harper’s Bazaar.

His first wife Lisa, a Swedish model and dancer, was instrumental in his photographic career, as it was she who gave him his first Rolleiflex camera.

I can only surmise from these bits of information that the athletic women in this photo was his wife and that they were enjoying a bluebird day on a glacier.

I had the opportunity to purchase this print about twelve years ago, but passed it up; what a shame! If anyone knows more about Fonssagrives’ ski photographs or this one in particular, I’d love to know more.

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I’m not sure where this piece of vintage ski fabric came from. It’s stitched into what looks like it may have been one of a pair of curtains that probably hung in a family’s A-frame in the 60′s. I can just see the orange shag carpet, the brown couches and the big hanging globe light fixtures hanging from the ceiling. I bet the family played Twister after a day on the slopes! And had fondue for dinner! And the kids probably slid down the trails on stolen cafeteria trays after dark. Ah, the memories!

I’m not sure where this piece of vintage ski fabric came from. It’s stitched into what looks like it may have been half of a pair of curtains that probably hung in a family’s A-frame mountain get-away in the 60′s. I can just see the orange shag carpet, the brown couches and the big globe light fixtures hanging from the ceiling. I bet the family played Twister after a day on the slopes, and had fondue for dinner! And the kids probably slid down the trails on stolen cafeteria trays after dark. Ah, the memories!

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The overall fabric repeat in brash colors…
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Isn’t this skier’s technique classic? I love the big baskets and the Colorado ski promotion.
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Remember when collecting ski patches and sewing them on your parka was the cool thing to do? Some “patches” from some of my favorite ski areas…
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This jump was probably considered pretty outrageous back in the day. No one had even considered the possibility of a terrain park or half pipe yet.
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I still miss those slow old doubles where you could have a private conversation with someone. On second thought, I really like getting in six fast runs on the detachable quad before work!
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The wonderful thing about living in Vermont in winter is the ever-changing weather. Temperatures can fluctuate 40 degrees from day to day. These variations can produce some beautiful and inspiring snow and ice crystal formations. I recently captured these photos on an grey morning while cross country skiing. When the sun appeared, the crystals melted. It always pays to get outside – you never know what you’ll see.

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These crystal encrusted branches remind me of a chandelier…

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