Quarry Hill Creative Center, Vermont's hip refuge for the unusual and artistic-- founded 1946 by Irving and Barbara Fiske, writer for the WPA/poet/playwright/freelance writer, and cartoonist/artist/painter/visionary.
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Quarry Hill Creative Center in Rochester, VT, founded 1946 by Barbara and Irving Fiske, is Vermont's oldest alternative community and at one time was probably also its largest. In the 60s -80s, as many as 90 people lived here. It was and is visited each year, often in summer (but in every season, really) by visitors from all over the world. We welcome interesting and creative people who are peaceful, bring no weapons, don't believe in hitting children or killing animals, and enjoy the beauty of Vermont and of themselves. Most of us do not adhere to any particular dogma or religion, though many do find Eastern philosophy closest to our own thought (some of us are also members of the Quakers/Society of Friends). We value the individual, particularly people who are energetic and have a sense of humor. Visitors are welcome-- and prospective residents, too. There are some places for rent, others for sale. If interested, get in touch! And, please follow the Blog and comment whenever you like!
"The symbol is the enemy of the reality, and the reality is ever one's true guide, true friend, true companion, and true self." Irving Fiske, 1908-1990
Monday, July 2, 2018
So the chance of a third season of Timeless-- a great and funny and romantic show about history and time travel-- has come to an end....
It was a remarkable movement and shows the extent to which it is possible to move mountains when people rise up!
Thanks to all... Thanks to everyone.
Timeless will be remembered at Quarry Hill!
I love history.
One of the highest values of Quarry Hill is the awareness that animals deserve to be treated with kindness, respect and compassion. Today, we saved the lives of two guinea pigs who were left in a closed house here, with no open windows and no food or water. They were abandoned by a squatter on the place. We did not know they were there. When we discovered them in filth and a state of dehydration, we took them out and gave them food and water, air and fresh hay to burrow in. Today Robin (my cousin) and I took them to a sanctuary here in Vermont that specializes in Guinea Pigs and Turtles. I am not going to give the name here so that the kind people who run it will not be pestered by the former "owner" of the guinea pigs! No one who has ever treated an animal in such a way should ever be allowed to own a pet again. I am deeply hoping that the guinea pigs will survive. They looked much better when I left them at the sanctuary and were eating and drinking. Thanks to Lucy, who took them in, and I am so grateful that I had the chance to save these lives. -- Ladybelle
My mother, cartoonist, artist and visionary Barbara Hall Fiske Calhoun, was born 98 years ago today, on September 9, 1919, in Tucson, AZ. She was born Isabelle Daniel Hall, and called Babs, which became Barbara on the suggestion of my father, Irving Fiske, WPA writer, playwright, and philosopher-speaker, She was a cartoonist during WWII, a painter in tempera and pastel of lovely landscapes, portraits that made the subject see for the first time their own true beauty, and of figure drawings that rivaled any Renaissance painter. She taught art all her life. In 1946, she and my father and some others, including my uncle Milton, a classical composer, bought the old mountain farm that became Quarry Hill in Rochester, VT. More of Barbara's story can be read in her Wikipedia entry, and more has yet to be told. Tonight, I just want to remember her amazing ability to know when people needed her and to call them, and to raise all things up in immense beauty in her art. She died on April 28, 2014, in peaceful slumber, in White River Junction, VT. I know she would be glad that her grandson, my son Andrew Daniel Fiske McFarlin, is to marry his fiancee, Alice Lin, a remarkable, beautiful young woman, Middlebury College graduate, a scholar of languages and the classics, on September 9, 2018-- Barbara's 99th birthday.
this is Nevada, a little dog whose life some friends and I just saved. She was in the streets of Tulsa, Oklahoma. A South Carolinian woman there for a funeral (or a wedding) found her, and took her to a dog friendly motel. But when she got ready to leave, she said she would take the dog to a pount if she was not rescued.
With a lot of scrambling, we saved Nevada (as she became known, meaning Silver) and she was transported to San Angelo, Texas, where by the grace of Connie Weant, a rescue friend there, she has a place to live. I hope she will find a "forever home" soon...