It was Thursday night. Steve and I met our friend V at Grant Avenue Bar in Millvale for a casual dinner and saw the road was blocked off and a banner overhead announced MILLVALE DAYS 2015. We were there!
This exact experience has happened to me and Steve before, three years ago (see post). But there wasn’t any wrestling going on this evening.
After dinner we walked down Grant Avenue, listened to a couple of live bands, checked out the vintage cars and ate a piece of Yetter’s chocolate. Unexpected fun. Of course, I’d left my camera at home!
And there’s a to-go container of tapioca in the fridge downstairs. Looking forward to breakfast.
When I went to pick up my order at my favorite framer, Panza Gallery in Millvale, I saw these lights aglow.
They are “lights not lamps“, Mark Panza said. “You can leave them on all the time and they don’t get hot.”
They caught my eye and I asked Mark about them. Turns out he makes them and not to share his trade secrets but he uses his signature combined dual images containing architecture, figures, and or nature. He constructs the base from frame scraps, builds a glass or plexiglass box, adds an LED light and then Mark lines the box with his image. Each one is unique.
In some of the pieces you can see recognizable architectural details from the William Penn Hotel downtown Pittsburgh and Sacred Heart Church Rose Window in Shadyside.
You may have seen previous posts with Panza Gallery featured.
Panza Gallery is “dedicated to the Pittsburgh artist”.
Millvale, PA has a lot happening.
Everyone who knows me and what’s in Millvale PA, was pretty sure I was at Jean-Marc Chatellier Bakery when they saw yesterday’s post of the snow topped mailboxes.
Not this trip- although I wish I’d thought of when I was over there.
Right after school I drove in the snow and met my wonderful printer, Tom, to pick up a print. Tom was waiting on the side of street on 31st between Liberty and Penn, right before the 31st Street bridge.
His good idea so I could get to Millvale before closing.
I was dropping off a print to be framed at my favorite framer, Mark Panza Gallery. He and his daughter Jennifer do an excellent job. I always leave there with a rejuvenation in spirit and lots of creative ideas after we talk.
Mark took this photo me with my new SONY mirrorless camera, testing it out.
I love the vintage mannequins in the background as they are waitng for pick-up to be in a movie being filmed in Millvale and Pittsburgh.
Thanks for taking this photo of me Mark.
and here is our
selfie usie taken with the tilt screen option that opens up.
I made it a tad smaller so I don’t feel so bulky when I look at it.
I cropped myself out and got a nice portrait of Mark
Steve brought in take out tonight. Fish sandwich and slaw. I reheated the sandwich in the oven. Mmmmmm.
Millvale, PA is just across the Allegheny River. Steve and I eat out at Grant Bar Grant Avenue some nights.
If you follow the blog you’ve been to Millvale with me, Jean-Marc Chatellier’s Bakery for Brioche, Esther’s Hobby Shop, Attic Records, the high water mark from the floods.
While chatting with Mary Ann, I asked if I could photograph the ceramic holy water font where this package of fuses got placed. Just as it was.
When Mark was finished with his conversation, he concurred that I could photograph this find. Thanks Mark and Mary Ann.
Honoratus of Amiens (who died in 600) . The Feast Day is May 16th but no matter.
The nice woman at Jean-Marc Chatellier Bakery in Millvale said “Saint Honoré” when I asked.
Here he is, carved from wood, with his bread peel with some sheafs of wheat, watching over the baker
August 2 is the last day before the bakery goes on vacation. We just made it on our way to the Children’s Museum.
Saint Honoré at the French Bakery in Millvale
Photographed with iPhone before bed-
guests coming for brunch in the morning –
From Jean-Marc Chatellier Bakery in Millvale PA
(I vote for the brioche every time )
You might remember the post where I wrote how I knew I should ALWAYS carry my camera with me. ALWAYS
Friday night Steve asked if I wanted to grab a bite to eat. It was a long day at school. Sure.
We drove down to Park Brugges and the line was out the door. Plan B. We drove to BRGR and at least a 1/2 hour wait. Spoon, no reservation? A table might open up at nine. Okay.
Plan C. Let’s drive to Millvale and eat at Grant Avenue Bar.
We got to the front of the place and it was Millvale Days! Who knew? There was a wrestling ring and ropes and a referee and oh my goodness a Ferris Wheel and games and booths and bands and people. People all over the place. Snack stands and cotton candy trailers and NO camera. Well the phone.
We walked around and of course, I’d left my camera in my school bag. At home. Oh no.
But I really grew up in New Jersey. New York always sounded better to me and I have held onto that fact all these years. Joisey, the Garden State, just didn’t seem as cool.
Yes, it is my sixtieth birthday today. YIKES! We were supposed to drive to Roanoke VA but power outages from the bad storm last Friday knocked that plan out! You’ve seen a lot of my life these past three years on the blog. The art room adventures, some knitting, my pleasure in the eating and making of food, my family, the city, my travels, and as Arlene says, the ordinary- making it interesting!
I have been talking about turning sixty since I turned fifty-nine last year. Go figure.
My friend Mary Ann told me someone asked her if she was afraid to turn sixty and she told me her response was, “I’m afraid to NOT turn sixty” Many are denied the chance.
If you are born on the Fourth of July you receive a lot of red, white and blue presents. One has to post a little red white and blue on the Fourth of July so here are the two free marzipan macarons you receive when you buy the dozen at Jean-Marc in Millvale*
And then there is this prize winner of my wonderful haircut and chubby cheeks, I think I was three, This picture is stuck in one of those “magnetic” photo albums- meaning nasty glue that ruins your photo and you can’t remove it- EVER.
And here is what I looked like last week in the heat at the Pirates Game in Pittsburgh with my three year old granddaughter Maura. A nice woman filling the ketchup dispenser came over and asked it I wanted her to take it of us. She enjoyed seeing Maura enjoy her cone and I had photographed her eating it (of course). I don’t get in many photos which is just as well at this point. But when I think about what makes me happy in my life, my family is at the top of the list. I am fortunate indeed.
Here is a picture a first grader drew of me last year which I photographed on my phone. I am so glad I documented this artwork cause on the rough days and the long days of teaching art in the city, I can read her inscription at the bottom.
Ms. Hendricks is my hero.
It doesn’t get any better than that!
And I found this next photo in New York City when I visited my sister a couple months ago. Once I was visiting a family friend, Naomi, in a home and she said told me how she would think of all she was grateful for in her life and when she focused on a theme of gratitude she just couldn’t feel bad about anything. I remember her words and she died shortly after the visit. It is easy to forget to be grateful. Once I read about thinking three things you are grateful for each day, right before you go to sleep and I try to remember.
I am grateful to my family, friends, fellow bloggers and followers and wonderful commenters who have encouraged me in my photography, blogging and writing.
Today is a very happy birthday! I am surrounded by my family who love me.
Thanks everyone. (And Happy Birthday Suzanne who shares the date!)
*Here is a shot of Millvale,PA taken the day I bought the macarons!