Community Perceptions of Homelessness
Join internationally renowned artist and sculptor Trimpin and PATH WITH ART artists for an evening of poetry, visual art, and music. Together, they explore their collaborative work Hear & Now, currently on display at the Goethe Pop Up Space in Capitol Hill. This sound sculpture — mobile, tumultuous, kinetic – speaks to the immediacy of the homelessness crisis in Seattle. Those experiencing homelessness often report feeling unseen, unheard. The sculpture screams to be seen and heard, pulls focus, demands your attention. The artists creatively convey the experience of living without a place to call home, with the intention of building empathy across social and cultural boundaries. Hear & Now is thus a metaphor for being in constant transition and attempts to translate the chaos of living in homelessness.
Attendance is free, but space is limited so we kindly ask everyone to register in advance via Eventbrite.
The event is co-presented with PATH WITH ART.
Starting Friday at Good Weather (Image: Good Weather)
Lots of tacos flying around in Capitol Hill food and drink is nothing new. We’re blessed. One great taco joint replaces another, in these parts. Even our bodegas have great tacos. And now you can eat Capitol Hill tacos for breakfast.
Starting this Friday, Good Weather — the bicycle repair shop and cafe that moved into Chophouse Row in 2017 — is rolling out something it hopes to grow into a big thing: Friday morning tacos — Continue reading
By the time this post hits Facebook, you had probably already be hustling through the back alleys of Chophouse Row. The handrolls move fast at By Tae and the lunchtime counter can fill up faster.
Chef Sun Hong’s settled-in pop-up has been open for a few weeks in the small counter space behind Marmite and Spirit in the Bottle in the Pike/Pine food, shopping, and office complex on 11th between Pike and Union. But the don’t-necessarily-call-it sushi chef is still working out a schedule. By Tae is currently open 11:30 AM to 2:30 PM weekdays for lunch, with occasional “drinking hour time” openings at night and weekends still in the works. Continue reading
Chef Sun Hong at a recent pop-up at Bar Ferd’nand (Image: By Tae)
For chef Sun Hong, quality fish, seaweed, and perfectly seasoned rice are, each, a given. What matters is the tae — “the hand,” the style, the detail, and the finishing of each creation he wants to serve.
“Your hand is your signature,” Hong tells CHS. After a run of popular pop-ups around the city, Hong is brining to his By Tae handrolls to Capitol Hill’s Chophouse Row. Continue reading
(Image: Kurt Farm Shop)
Kurt Timmermeister turned the proceeds from his sale of the legendary Septieme into his now-legendary Kurtwood Farm on Vashon Island.
Now Timmermeister is considering the sale of his latest Capitol Hill creation but he tells CHS not to worry about Kurt Farm Shop’s ice creamy goodness going anywhere anytime soon.
“I have had a great summer at the Farm Shop with such a long, hot summer that continues,” Timmermeister tells CHS. “Although I did mention it to someone, I have no plans to sell at this time. The neighborhood has become the center of ice cream for the city and I am loving being a part of it.” Continue reading
Like weedy little flowers, pockets of culture continue to somehow find places to thrive on Capitol Hill. Like a cockroach you can’t smash, media lives on here, too.
City Arts, recently independent after splitting from glossy arts program publisher Encore Media Group, will now call Capitol Hill home.
The “independent local arts media company” and Capitol Hill “shared workspace, lounge and bar” the The Cloud Room announced the move Monday morning. Continue reading
A space carved out of the Capitol Hill Cupcake Royale has made a new home for longtime neighborhood art boutique Ghost Gallery.
“I got really scared once I started looking at spaces and price tags,” shop owner Laurie Kearney told CHS at the debut of the new space during Thursday’s Capitol Hill art walk. “I got really discouraged and freaked out. But then I got a phone call from Jody Hall.” Continue reading
Stormy is the shop dog at Honed, the little jewelry store tucked into Chophouse Row between Kurt’s Farm Shop and Marmite. You can usually find Stormy sitting close to Claire, the store’s owner. Stormy is a miniature Australian Shepherd. Just over three years old, Stormy traveled with Claire from NYC and is known for giving the best hugs. “He gives full body hugs, climbs up on you, puts his arms around you,” Claire said. Don’t get too excited. though. Like anyone, he has to get you know you first.
We ask photographer Alex Garland to follow marchers in the rain and do crazy things like trying to make yet another picture of yet another huge apartment building look interesting. We thought we’d ask him to do something a little more fun. Capitol Hill Pets is a semi-regular look at our furry, fuzzy, feathered, and finned friends found out and about on Capitol Hill.
After being pushed out to turn her retail space into a new apartment unit in the building her shop had called home for seven years, Laurie Kearney put on a brave face when she announced last fall that her Ghost Gallery would have one last holiday season where Denny meets Summit and E Olive Way. “I’m not ready to give up yet, while being completely aware of the challenges ahead,” she told CHS at the time.
Her confidence was well-placed. Kearney said she can now announce she will reopen her gallery and boutique in a new Capitol Hill home. Continue reading
Happy New Year. It’s time for Sara Naftaly to make you a crepe.
Petite Galette, tucked away behind Sara and Bruce Naftaly’s Marmite and Spirit in the Bottle inside Capitol Hill’s Chophouse Row, is ready to open Wednesday. CHS stopped through a preview party this week to check it out.
Sara — who also bakes at her Amandine next door — has partnered with Capitol Hill food and drink royal family member Tallulah Anderson on the hidden away, understated counter space and cafe specializing in savory buckwheat crepes, “classic” sweet crepes, and fresh juices. Continue reading