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Welcome to Quarry Hill's Blog!

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!
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"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

Showing posts with label " Barbara Hall Fiske Calhoun. Show all posts
Showing posts with label " Barbara Hall Fiske Calhoun. Show all posts

Saturday, January 12, 2019

Trina Robbins' book Babes in Arms, (including Barbara Hall, by Brian Cronin

https://www.cbr.com/robbins-salutes-babes-in-arms-world-war-iis-female-cartoonists/

Brian Cronin, comics writer, reviews Trina Robbins' book Babes in Arms for CBR. Barbara drew war comics for Harvey Comics during World War II, and she was pretty ferocious! One would not know that later in life, she'd become a pacifist and a Quaker.
https://www.cbr.com/robbins-salutes-babes-in-arms-world-war-iis-female-cartoonists/

Check it out!

Barbara Hall, by Brian Cronin

https://www.cbr.com/barbara-hall-war-nurse-girl-commandos-blonde-bomber/I ran across this piece by pop culture and comics writer Brian Cronin for a site called CBR. This short piece is, by and large, the most accurate and detailed article about Barb I've seen. 
Of course, Trina Robbins'  books on the women cartoonists of the 1940s are a labor of love and give a very full picture of Barbara at this time. I think Mr. Cronin got a lot of his information from Trina.
But I'm delighted to see Barb becoming ever more well-known. She's outpacing Irv at this point. ( I hope to post some of his writing and some of the text  of one of his talks soon).
Have a look. Only a very few minot details are off.

https://www.cbr.com/barbara-hall-war-nurse-girl-commandos-blonde-bomber/

Wednesday, July 23, 2014

Join us for a FESTIVAL of the ARTS next year at Quarry Hill, VT's oldest alternative art colony and writer's retreat!

http://www.gofundme.com/bxnwso 


My friend Pim FK, a Dutch artist, and I have been planning a project featuring the artistic/ literary side of Quarry Hill Creative Center next year (2015),

We plan to ask several writers and artists (and musicians also if you like, video artists, etc.) to come to Quarry Hill next summer, and together create Pim's idea-- a work of collaborative art!  Writers will write brief stories and poems (some true, some imaginary) and will post them on the wall. Artists will choose one (or more than one) to create a work of art to illustrate the tale or image.  

Video artists and musicians could make films and theme music to go with the story.
We are still just developing the idea, and welcome your thoughts and ideas to help us make Quarry Hill again a fully flowering creative place where, as Irving said, Time and Eternity intersect.

Check out our crowdfunding site and see what you think!  We can also adjust the site according to people's ideas!  http://www.gofundme.com/bxnwso
Ladybelle and Pim

Sunday, August 12, 2012

Peace, My Heart


Peace, my heart, let the time for
the parting be sweet.
Let it not be a death but completeness.
Let love melt into memory and pain
into songs.
Let the flight through the sky end
in the folding of the wings over the
nest.
Let the last touch of your hands be
gentle like the flower of the night.
Stand still, O Beautiful End, for a
moment, and say your last words in
silence.
I bow to you and hold up my lamp
to light you on your way.