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Comment on Nepenthe, Sixty Years Ago and counting by Janene Dippel

Janene Dippel — Fri, 11 May 2012 01:23:50 +0000

I would love to be in touch with Marion Seawell. She worked with my father and a man named Howard Gossage in the 1960s and I know she would be interested in knowing that there is a new book out about Howard Gossage and his advertising agency. The book contains a photo of Marion and my mother.
I still own and love her stacked “cat” art piece, although her personal signature has faded over time.

Comment on Spring Gorgeous: Book Notes by Solis Lujan

Solis Lujan — Sat, 07 Apr 2012 01:36:54 +0000

My post to Stephanie Rosenbaum’s on her Book Review of ‘Plum Gorgeous’, KQED. I just finished reading your review of Romney Steele’s book, Plum Gorgeous. It seemed quite spiteful to say the lest, but I can understand how you would feel that way. You most certainly never lived in Big Sur or Nepenthe as many, many people have over the years. If there is one place that is pure magic, it is there and Romney’s description of events are no exaggeration, they are just as she says. Lolly Fassett, Ronmey’s grandmother could be called the Grand Dame of creating surroundings that lifted you from the ordinary to the sublime. She pasted this on to her children and grandchildren. The creativity and sense of beauty that runs through this family is unparalleled. Lolly had a lot to do with it, but so does the experience of living in one of the most spectacular places on the planet. If I did not know this family and had once lived in Big Sur many years ago, I would be like you, envious and in disbelief. Anyone who has ever lived or spent time in Big Sur will tell you that things are just as Romany said, you lavishly spread you rose petal jam on just baked whole grain bread, sipping tea that came all the way from China, wearing a flowered skirt from the Paris flea market with red Willingtons under the shade tree in full bloom. Children running around with tangled hair and wind in their faces. The adults watch the fog roll in and out like fingers playing the piano and you thank your lucky stars to have been part of it.

Comment on The Poetry of Place: Nepenthe’s Unique Architecture by Steve

Steve — Tue, 20 Dec 2011 03:55:05 +0000

Jim, very interesting; just now found this…remember well visiting you in the barn up on the hill above the fog with Doug on our way to S.F. and my dog Smoke who didn’t want to stay off the cliffs when we hiked down. My favorite Big Sur memory is Esalen at night when the “locals” could walk in. My early days at RLS Pebble Beach 17 mile, walking and hitchiking…those were some great days!