The Djerassi Artists Residency Colony
September 10, 2006
Alumni of the Stanford Master of Liberal Arts program arrange several
outings a year, for anyone in the program, past or present. The
Director's Tour of Djerassi is
fabulous - a slow walk through oak meadows bleeding into redwood
forests, installations blending with the landscapes.
The colony is on 580 acres of beautiful land up west of Skyline.
Eight artists at a time (writers, composers, choreographers, film
makers, photographers, painters, media artists) spend a month.
They get 600 applications per year, for 60 appointments.
Looking west, from inside the barn
The barn houses studios as well as the large central space: composition room, dance room, painting studio. Also, a kitchen put to glorious use by the chef, who prepares dinners Monday-Friday for the artists.
Agave in the late morning fog
Artists' house shrouded
Look under the green branch - see the fairy in the tree, under a flame
A pole of redwood, charred, sits in a large "stump", bound at top with rope
Like twin rooms that are both enclosed and completely open. You can walk and rest inside.
Sun through the roof
Sometime in my life I will learn how to photograph these hills that I love
Arch concepts: The State Certified Fact No. 848 attests that a 216 pound 8 ounce gold nugget was found, then reburied, somewhere around here.
The fog layer is either slow to burn off, or, it's moved in for the afternoon
Door to the dark underground that leads you in blindness to light in this circle
Underground slats
Five doors (not yet weathered) stand in the distance
The first and last door can be swung on their hinges
Landscape on log
Inside the old barn (the most iron-strong, secure, modern barn on the inside that you ever hope
to see, covered with the old barn's wood on the exterior) is a shimmering plastic replica
Looking towards the front entry of the barn
Side view
Front to back
Nature's sculpture
Large redwood stump upholstered in dark red vinyl with gold tacks
Faerie in the woods
Looking the wrong way through a transclucent photograph (encased in plastic) - my red Stanford sweatshirt is reflected near the top
Looking at it straight on this time - but my reflection persists
A pointed sculpture of madrone wood hangs in a redwood grove
Sunken ship
Head first into the ground - all we see is the torso, and two legs flailing in the air
Old oak
Fresh sausage deliery truck
Sphere takes root
Colony of sand castles hiding in the grove
The old barn, about in the middle
Stickmen playing music
Marianne Mueller
Last modified: September 10, 2006
Looking west, from inside the barn
The barn houses studios as well as the large central space: composition room, dance room, painting studio. Also, a kitchen put to glorious use by the chef, who prepares dinners Monday-Friday for the artists.
Agave in the late morning fog
Artists' house shrouded
Look under the green branch - see the fairy in the tree, under a flame
A pole of redwood, charred, sits in a large "stump", bound at top with rope
Like twin rooms that are both enclosed and completely open. You can walk and rest inside.
Sun through the roof
Sometime in my life I will learn how to photograph these hills that I love
Arch concepts: The State Certified Fact No. 848 attests that a 216 pound 8 ounce gold nugget was found, then reburied, somewhere around here.
The fog layer is either slow to burn off, or, it's moved in for the afternoon
Door to the dark underground that leads you in blindness to light in this circle
Underground slats
Five doors (not yet weathered) stand in the distance
The first and last door can be swung on their hinges
Landscape on log
Inside the old barn (the most iron-strong, secure, modern barn on the inside that you ever hope
to see, covered with the old barn's wood on the exterior) is a shimmering plastic replica
Looking towards the front entry of the barn
Side view
Front to back
Nature's sculpture
Large redwood stump upholstered in dark red vinyl with gold tacks
Faerie in the woods
Looking the wrong way through a transclucent photograph (encased in plastic) - my red Stanford sweatshirt is reflected near the top
Looking at it straight on this time - but my reflection persists
A pointed sculpture of madrone wood hangs in a redwood grove
Sunken ship
Head first into the ground - all we see is the torso, and two legs flailing in the air
Old oak
Fresh sausage deliery truck
Sphere takes root
Colony of sand castles hiding in the grove
The old barn, about in the middle
Stickmen playing music