The real bookbinding season begins

As the leaves swirl around us and temperatures slide, I look forward to the rainy days ahead, when it's easy to focus on work in the studio. Aside from completing a long-awaited commission, I'm creating wares to meet everyone's holiday needs.

Come check them out for yourself at the show at the Northeast Community Center, which runs 5 to 8 p.m. Friday, Nov. 7, and 9 a.m. to 4 p.m. Saturday, Nov. 8, at 1630 N.E. 38th Ave. I might bring some of my limited-edition books, too. This steadily evolving art fair also brings out the neighborhood woodworkers, watercolor artists, and soft-sculpture artisans, among others, for an incredibly varied outlay. Part of the proceeds benefit the facility.

Grain arrives by train. Shyla's not shy.

Most of my photos are stuck in limbo between two computers, so for now I go off-topic in presenting art for this post: views of the Kalama Export grain terminal in Southern Washington. Usually you can't access the site without a grain train or a barge in tow, but a special opportunity came to take a tour and, as a lifelong industrialist, I got on board and snapped away. Herewith: The Art of Kalama Export.

Rail and conveyors move the goods around.

When taggers get bored

A couple of other visitors come looking for nibbles.

Wheat piles up beneath our feet.