An Exhibit on Fishtown and the Asparagus Moonlight Group will be held at:
Kobo at Higo
Where the River Ends will be released at the show.
We are very interested in gaining access to any photos, art, poems or other works by or about the artists of this area, as well as personal stories and reminiscences. Please contact the editor if you can help.
Steve Herold, editor
Off the hill from the shack,
Down the path in mud
And limp leaves caught upright
In the footprints of those who have left before me,
I come slowly out of the woods laughing
Like a Chinese madman on an ancient screen.
The trees are cold.
They scratch like long grey fingers.
Slipping further down
To the plank laid cross the road,
I dance over it
Picking my way through more mud
Towards a piece of dry ground.
There standing still and not sinking
I listen to the earth in its bath
Hum fractions of wet song to itself.
This is the gate at the top of Haller HIll on the path to Charlie's cabin. It was also here that Charlie posted his "Visitor's Welcome on Sundays at the Dharma Raja Satang" sign.
Charlie was the first of the Fishtown artists in the hermetic tradition. Such spartan simplicity was too perfect to last for long. First Tom Skinner moved in down the boardwalk, enjoying the cheap rent and unlimited water. Charlie and Tom formed the short lived River Moth Candle Company to raise money at the Anacortes Art Festival. Tom left the next winter as the cold and damp moved back in, but a long list of visitors came to visit Charlie and admire the ambiance. Ultimately we began to stick and fill up the Fishtown cabins.
A Journal of Northwest Art and Literature
Dedicated to the appreciation of poetry, fiction, painting,
literary criticism, drawing, sculpture, music, movies, video,
but not exclusively that produced in the Pacific Northwest
Contains a charming Fishtown travel story entitled
True Short Story:
North Fork Skagit River Reverie