Danville to Dawar

Video of Randy Fish’s Tanzania Project

The Inverse Village of Danville


When Randy was selected by the Peace Corps to go to Tanzania in 2006, my wife Jennifer and I hatched a plan to visit him halfway through his two-year “tour of duty.” Our goal was Two-fold—to get him out of his remote village for a while and for us to experience Africa, since we’d never been. We decided to break our trip into three segments—three days of traditional safari activities in national parks, three days in Randy’s village of Dawar and then four more days of safari to wrap things up.

As the trip approached this past fall, we read guide books and studied web-based sources to learn more about what we could expect. The abundant and amazing wildlife at parks such as Ngorongoro and Tarangire was well documented. Their tourist lodges had all the amenities—bathrooms with flush toilets, running water, hot showers and electric outlets; first class dining rooms with salads, soups and recognizable meat products; and lounges with excellent selections of good wine and cold beer. Now, that’s a vision any Danvillite can appreciate!

But Dawar was noticeably absent from the web, other than a few Christian missionary sites. We knew it was on the southern flanks of Mt Hanang, but it was not on our detailed map of Tanzania. The only nearby town shown on the map was Katesh where Randy gets his mail, does his shopping and has limited access to the internet—and that’s several miles away from Dawar. Randy’s village was clearly not considered a popular tourist destination.

Because of our unique itinerary, Randy handled most of the incountry schedule by working with a Tanzanian company named Safari Makers. We also needed help arranging our international flights. The reduced number of airline flights with tight connections, new baggage fees and restrictions, upgradeable airline seats, airport overnight stay hotels, etc. made it more complex than we could handle via the web. The professional travel planners at Danville Travel smoothed everything out for us.

The flight segments were long and we were very happy when we finally arrived at Kilimanjaro airport. That very afternoon we headed to Lake Manyara and saw a wide assortment of wildlife. We spent the following two days at Ngorongoro Crater, photographing every African animal that anyone could hope to. Even outside the main safari areas, there was always something fascinating to see right next to the road whether plant, animal or human in nature (sometimes, up close and personal). The sunsets were glorious, the lodges were comfortable,
and the food was great. It was clear this was going to become one of those “lifetime adventures.”

On the appointed day, we headed south towards Dawar. After just a few miles on route A104, the pavement ended—our first hint that we were heading away from the amenities of civilization. We endured a three hour drive over the most bumpy, dusty, narrow roads imaginable. Dust-devils swirled over our car and oncoming cargo trucks hugged the center of the dirt road, forcing us to often drive on the shoulder. It was a bone-jarring, teeth- rattling ride in our hired 4WD Land Cruiser, but our guide Welking persevered and we made it through.

When we finally arrived in Randy’s village, we unloaded our bags and walked into his house. It was a small rectangular concrete slab with mud-covered cinder block walls and a tin roof. The reality of our situation jumped on Jen and I like a hungry leopard on its prey. We watched through the long cracks in the front door as a calf walked by outside. The only furniture was a mattress on the floor and a handbuilt book case, which doubled as Randy’s dresser. There was no electricity (the power lines stopped a few miles away when the TZ power company ran out of money). There was no running water (the community between Dawar and a nearby natural springs took most of it for their use). During the dry months, Randy joined the villagers on their trek to the springs to fill up a 5 gallon plastic container every few days, although he occasionally hitched a ride on a passing ox cart. Obviously, there was no flush toilet, no hot showers, no microwave oven nor refrigerator, etc. The only light at night was provided by a few candles. Frankly, we were shocked at his living conditions—even our most modest expectations were not met. While we’d traveled only a few hours by car, it seemed that we’d stepped centuries back in time.

Both Jen and I needed to take “a moment” and get a grip on this unexpected situation. She went outside, found a shady spot under an acacia tree and composed herself. I grabbed a broom and swept the dust and rodent droppings off the floor. Randy chased down the mice with a pair of salad tongs and ejected them from the house for our benefit (I’m sure they punished him for this indiscretion after we left).

Each of our days began with Randy boiling a pot of water over a small brazier outdoors. To maintain a hot flame, he used dried corn cobs and charcoal for fuel. From this small pot we made cups of tea, washed our faces and brushed our teeth. I was constantly reminded of emotions from my USMC survival school days—a huge difference from life in Danville, or even our safari lodges! Our trip had abruptly shifted gears from being a majestic wildlife safari to one of intense cultural interaction with tribal villagers.

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The people of Dawar and the surrounding region still share their home with a variety of “original residents.”

We soon learned that a few of the locals lived in better houses than Randy’s—but many were worse. This area was a tough place to eke out a living, either as a farmer or a cattle herder. Yet, as difficult and primitive as their daily living conditions are, we found the Barabaig and Iraqqw tribal people to be extremely friendly and engaging. Jen and I were welcomed with the gift of a live chicken, a considerable portion of the donor’s net worth. We were pleasantly surprised by a village-wide welcome celebration thrown in our honor the first evening. During an incredibly lively and colorful dance ceremony, we were given traditional dress costumes and made to feel at home. During the walk home that night, however, we had to mentally balance between watching the fantastic night sky, with zillions of bright stars, and the path ahead, which might harbor snakes and hyenas looking for easy prey. Based on thousands of years of tribal knowledge, villagers are aware they must fully live for today—tomorrow is not guaranteed.

Over the next two days and nights, we were ushered into many homes with the greeting “karibuni sana,” which means “you are most welcome” in Swahili. The family father or mother would motion for us to sit on wooden stools, sometimes with a baby goat nestled under it to protect it from hyenas at night. We were always served a cup of chai (hot tea) and often a meal of ugali (corn porridge) or hard-boiled eggs. A lengthy conversation would then ensue, with Randy doing an excellent job of interpreting between English and Swahili.

Randy introduced us to a wide variety of people. We met with various community leaders such as the local doctor, church pastors, Christian missionaries, school principals, teachers and business people. We also spent quality time with a brickmaker, cattle herders, farmers and ox-cart drivers. During one late afternoon stroll, we came upon the local blacksmith, who hand-made fashionable bracelets as gifts for us, working all evening to finish them.

The genuine hospitality of all the villagers was heart-rending, considering this inhospitable countryside with such scarce resources to draw from. While their material possessions are few, their spiritual wealth is great.

A village ceremony to make Randy an honorary member of the Barabaig tribe <br>(Randy is barely visable in back).

A village ceremony to make Randy an honorary member of the Barabaig tribe (Randy is barely visable in back).

This colorfully-dressed group helped coordinate the welcome festivities for the Fishes.

This colorfully-dressed group helped coordinate the welcome festivities for the Fishes.

Bob and Jennifer Fish are welcomed to Dawar on their first day with much fanfare.

Bob and Jennifer Fish are welcomed to Dawar on their first day with much fanfare.


The Peace Corps is currently helping the villagers obtain funding to dig a well and to expand their basic community clinic. Also, the few relatively-wealthy villagers created an economic assistance co-op program to help others get started with businesses (the average loan is around $20). So far, it has resulted in the opening of a new butcher shop, a corn seed store and a “fast food diner” whose specialty is a mixture of scrambled eggs and grilled potatoes. It is amazing how so little money (to us) can be put to such great use in a village like this.

While Jen and I were happy to get back to a safari lodge after our three-day stay in Dawar, we were psychologically “conflicted.” We had been granted a rare and valuable experience by interacting with these rural villagers on a personal level, leveraging friendships created by Randy to penetrate the veil that normally lies between cultural strangers. We discovered that the true measure of “civilization” lies not with a society’s level of sophistication or technology, but with their human interaction and social support systems.

With Mt. Hanang as the backdrop, we leave the blacksmith shop which can be seen in the background.

With Mt. Hanang as the backdrop, we leave the blacksmith shop which can be seen in the background.

Randy, Mama Jeni, blacksmith Tumanne and Jennifer pose while two bracelets (on small rock) are being prepared for inscription with traditional tribal symbols.

Randy, Mama Jeni, blacksmith Tumanne and Jennifer pose while two bracelets (on small rock) are being prepared for inscription with traditional tribal symbols.

The magical appearance of a Frisbee generated an hour’s worth of joy for several youngsters.

The magical appearance of a Frisbee generated an hour’s worth of joy for several youngsters.

While villagers have little food, visitors are always welcomed into their homes with heartfelt greetings.

While villagers have little food, visitors are always welcomed into their homes with heartfelt greetings.

I hope that we who live in Danville will be as civilized as the Dawar folks when that 8.0 earthquake disrupts our transportation system, shreds our electric power grid, and destroys
our ability to communicate with the outside world. If our citizens overcome their personal hardships and assist each other as the Dawar villagers do every day, then we will pass the real test of humanity.

Randy has made the transition well, albeit not how we expected when the Peace Corps first signed him up. Perhaps the ultimate test for a “social services worker” is the respect given him by those he is trying to help. Randy is held in such high regard that he was inducted into the tribe as an honorary warrior during that village-wide ceremony our first day. He may be the first Chico State graduate “licensed” to carry a spear when he goes for a walk in the bush—and it’s not just for show. While this was never on the parental list of career expectations, we are very proud of him.

To assist Randy with his clinic expansion project, visit www.peacecorps.gov, click on “Donate Now”, and do a “Search by Volunteer” using the name “Fish”.

Since 1994, the founders of two American sister companies, the AMIAS Project and Another Land, have been working with the Barabaig tribe to foster cultural pride, conservation and innovation. To provide adventurous travelers with a once-in-a-lifetime cultural opportunity, Another Land offers tours where guests interact with people that live in Randy’s area (www.anotherland.com). For those who prefer assisting the tribal craftspeople from the comfort of their home, the AMIAS Project has an online gift shop with a wide range of fair-trade Barabaig jewelry and accessories (www.amias.org).


Danville to Dawar: A Personal Journey


After graduating from California State University, Chico in summer 2006, I didn’t have a clue what my passion was, what I wanted to do, or who I really was. The only thing I was sure of is that I was not ready to enter the ‘real world.’ So, instead of plunging into the depths of a 9 to 5 office job, I decided to join the Peace Corps. I was finally posted to Tanzania in June of 2008 as an environmental education volunteer.

In the two year interim, I attended graduate school at Michigan Technological University, and had plenty of time to formulate expectations for my Peace Corps experience. By seeing life from the eyes of those less fortunate than myself, hearing their stories, and living as they live, I reasoned I should be able to discover the original humanity within all of us, get a glimpse of my own in the process, and figure out what I want to do with my life. There was also the allure of the simple life in a mud-walled hut, surrounded by jungled wilderness, helping impoverished people alleviate some of their problems, and, of course, plenty of time to hone my yoga postures.

In August of last year, I unpacked my duffel bag at my tiny (300 sq ft) cement floor house in Dawar, a village that is not on any map. It’s located in the Great African Rift Valley, just south of Mt. Hanang, the fourth highest peak in Tanzania. The nearest town with amenities such as electricity and running water is Katesh, about five miles east. And that town is about 125 miles south of the nearest major tourist safari destinations. It’s an inhospitable land—very arid, with thorny acacia trees strewn across the landscape.

There are two rainy periods every year—the short rains in December/January and the long rains in May/June. Crop planting and harvesting must be accomplished in those relatively short periods. Other than that, it’s very dry and dusty, with dust-devils (whirlwinds) creating a permanent haze in the sky. Located only three degrees south of the equator, the sun is very intense during the day. Other dangers lurk everywhere, especially at night. The water has parasites, the mosquitoes carry malaria, venomous snakes are scattered throughout the bush, and hyenas have killed three villagers in the recent past. Every hike into the bush country is an adventure.

Two main tribes dominate the Hanang area-the traditionally agricultural Iraqqw, and the formerly nomadic-pastoralist Barabaig. The former grow maize (corn) and beans on small plots of land near their mud huts, quite a struggle in this parched land. The latter are cattle-herders who must constantly try to find water and food for their grazing herds. Cow milk and maize are dietary staples in this area. During the dry seasons, nearly every meal consists of ugali, a porridge made of ground-up corn. It’s not tasty but it fills the stomach.

Life is still very primitive with a direct lineage that goes back thousands of years. Many families live in mud-walled huts with thatched roofs and no doors or windows. There is no electricity – candlepower rules the evening in every house. There is no running water—just large buckets that are filled up ever few days from a natural springs outlet, about a half-mile north of the village. The wealth of a man is measured by the number of cattle he owns; women by the number of children they have borne.

However, the village elders realize they must make improvements to the environment. While there is very little investment capital available in these remote “barter-based” societies, the schools, clinic, water system, roads, houses, farming techniques, livestock management processes, etc. must be upgraded to modern standards. At the same time, better health care (malaria vaccinations, etc.) has already resulted in a growing population, resulting in dwindling fertile lands and more stress on the scarce water resources. I find myself caught between two cultures—two vastly different ages. I am literally witnessing the adoption, or rejection, of contemporary ideas, products, and values from the west and east, as Tanzanians choose how much of their traditional identity to keep and how much to change.

Randy’s primitive kitchen at his Peace Corps home in Dawar.

Randy’s primitive kitchen at his Peace Corps home in Dawar.

Randy visits with his neighbor, Jackson (a brick maker) and his family.

Randy visits with his neighbor, Jackson (a brick maker) and his family.

Much of Randy’s meals are cooked using a charcoal brazier.

Much of Randy’s meals are cooked using a charcoal brazier.

Twelve year old Petrol pays a visit while taking his cattle out to graze.

Twelve year old Petrol pays a visit while taking his cattle out to graze.

The classroom where Randy teaches English and science.

The classroom where Randy teaches English and science.

My job here is to assist this process as best I can, albeit gently, in order to not infringe on any major cultural boundaries. Although most of the daily challenges I face fall well out of my job description, there are small areas where I can make a productive difference. I’ve taught English, science and HIV/AIDS prevention at the local secondary school. I’m in the process of collecting donations to expand the small local clinic and to drill a well, which would provide year-round, high-quality water to the villagers for the first time. I’ve taken farmers on technical exchanges to learn new agricultural techniques to improve crop yield and reduce water usage. The response from the villagers has been enthusiastic, which justifies the investment of American tax-dollars for my presence here.

It is in personal exchanges, discussions and time spent together, where I truly feel my presence makes a difference, though. I have been blessed with many friends in my life, but never before have I appreciated the value of these personal relationships as I do here. Neighbors literally sustain each other through hard times. Even me, a “rich westerner,” can go to any house in the village and be fed any day. There is a care for life here; a strong cultural tradition that those who can feed the hungry, or help the needy, will do so. People care about and rely on other people. Family and tribal affiliations create strong bonds. This is how they have survived for generations, and this is what I will bring back to America with me.

As I watch this transformation, I am reminded of my own struggle for self-identification. I have learned from the people of Tanzania that these challenges are not problems in the sense that they require fixing, they are merely the substance of existence from which we fashion our experience; they are the occurrences which provide me the opportunity to choose who I am at that moment. Where I came to teach, I have been taught. Where I came to solve others’ issues, I am learning to solve my own. I am choosing how much of my past to bring with me into the future, and what the new values and practices are which I wish to incorporate into my current being. For me, life is now about self-creation rather than self-discovery.

This article represents the personal views of Randy Fish, not necessarily those of the U.S. Peace Corps.

Children from a church-run daycare.

Children from a church-run daycare.

Randy gets up close and personal with an occupant of a local snake farm.

Randy gets up close and personal with an occupant of a local snake farm.

Randy holding one of Dawar’s youngest residents.

Randy holding one of Dawar’s youngest residents.


Randy Fish’s Peace Corps Experience

Randy with villagers shortly after his arrival in Dawar

Randy with villagers shortly after his arrival in Dawar

Sometimes, getting words down on paper is like watching a hummingbird as it flits from flower to flower, trying to find nectar. As soon as one thought appears, another pops up beside it, turning your mind in directions that you never expected. Or, it’s like driving along a twisted road that you’ve never before traveled—while you expect each turn that meets you head-on, you’re never quite sure of your ultimate destination.

So it is with this story. It began simple enough; my wife Peggy and I were enjoying some casual conversation over lunch with friends, Bob and Jennifer Fish. As we discussed our families, they told us about their son, Randy, who is working as a Peace Corps volunteer in Tanzania. The more we heard about Randy’s work, the more intrigued we became. The idea of running a story in ALIVE was broached, and the direction seemed clear enough; we would do an article about how a local resident, Randy Fish, was helping people in a small Tanzanian village.

On the surface, one would expect the story of how a comparatively wealthy, educated westerner was working to “improve” conditions for people living in an impoverished, technologically backward village in Africa. But, as you will discover by reading Randy’s own words, the story of his work in Tanzania is deeper and more complex than one would assume. More than a story of service, it is a story of comparative values; of bridging cultures and seeking the common ground of compassion in cases where that bridge stands incomplete. More than anything else it is a story of self-discovery, understanding and empathy.

Snapshot of the Peace Corps
You remember the Peace Corps. They used to advertise fairly regularly on television during the 1960s and 70s. Until hearing Bob and Jennifer share their story about Randy’s experience, I would have to say that my image of the Peace Corps was pretty much formed through recollections of those old TV commercials—an image born alongside memories of the Vietnam War and the protests against it. Cast against the stark contrasts of that era, I suppose I envisioned the Peace Corps as just another government program, a feel-good enterprise, perhaps, being offered up to the world as a way for the United States to be recognized as a “good” nation.

While the Peace Corps is an agency of the United States government, my understanding of its purpose and value, has been what could best be described as superficial. And while I still retain a healthy skepticism when it comes to the real worth of just about every agency of our government, as I have come to know the story of Randy’s experience, I have gained an appreciation of this organization and how it functions that is different from what I assumed.

The idea behind the Peace Corps was first proposed in a somewhat impromptu speech delivered on October 14, 1960, by then Senator John F. Kennedy, to students at the University of Michigan. Perhaps as a warm-up to his famous “Ask not what your country can do for you, ask what you can do for your country” inaugural, Kennedy challenged the students to serve their country for the cause of peace, by volunteering to work and live in developing countries.

The students were enthusiastic about the idea, and on March 1, 1961, President Kennedy signed an executive order creating the Peace Corps as an agency of the United States government. By 1966, there were 15,000 individuals serving, and since then, more than 195,000 Peace Corps Volunteers have served in 139 countries throughout the world.

Currently, 7,876 volunteers are working at 70 different assignment posts in 76 countries. They work in myriad ways, applying their skills to a broad spectrum of needs. Volunteers are involved with farmers and small business owners, helping them develop ways to be more productive; they serve as teachers to both children and adults, and they aid entire communities in countless ways. Service in the Peace Corps is a commitment of 27 months.

Randy’s Life in Tanzania

After reading Randy’s first hand account of his experience as a Peace Corps volunteer in Tanzania, I wanted to know a few more details for our article. Randy’s father, Bob Fish, arranged for me to call Randy at 10:00 A.M. While there is no electricity or land-line telephone service in the village of Dawar, Randy does have cell phone access powered by a solar charger. With the time difference being ten hours, making it 8:00 P.M. Tanzania time, it was a fairly convenient time to call.

I asked Randy to elaborate about his mission as a Peace Corps volunteer. Certainly, he went to Dawar with the expectation of helping people improve their lives. In that context, I asked Randy to tell me about how the people of Dawar are reacting to his efforts there. One big question I had was, why is it that a group of people, who have existed for what is possibly thousands of years, remain so technologically behind the rest of the world? Why does poverty and their primitive lifestyle persist, despite the efforts of so many outsiders who have tried to help?
Randy: When I first came here, that was the idea. I’m coming to make things better—to help people and to change things. But what I found was things are changing but they are changing at their speed. They are deciding what to change.

Villagers balance full water buckets on their heads, returning from their morning hike to a local spring.

Villagers balance full water buckets on their heads, returning from their morning hike to a local spring.

I’ve learned that there is no ‘better’ really, there is only a ‘different’ way. Some ways produce more than others. Some ways, you do get a lot more corn for example, but it also takes a lot more time—which is less time to spend with your family. It’s less security because you might have to invest a lot of money to buy seed, let’s say, and then, if a drought comes, it’s much less of a benefit. You spent all that capital that normally you wouldn’t spend, and you get no return. So, instead of that, they would rather spend very little capital and get a smaller return than take a big risk and not know about the return.

It’s a very ‘Tanzanian’ trait-not to assume risk.

There is very little security in day to day life here, so any time you give up a little bit of that security and try to get a reward later, that’s a very shaky proposition.

EJ: Is corruption involved here that helps create the technological disadvantages suffered?

Randy: Corruption is very bad here. For example, you could invest a lot of money to send your kids to school, but the teachers don’t show up. People are very disenchanted with the institutions in place. Institutions that have, in the past asked them to invest and take risks, in the past those institutions have let them down. The risks they’ve taken didn’t bring the profits promised, so there is a lot of distrust now in promises, especially from outside influences.

EJ: So, it’s more outside forces involved that hold the people back?

Randy: Corruption is very much within the village itself. For example, there are really three smaller villages within a larger village. They decide to assess a tax of ten dollars per family to finance a water system, but then you have a corrupt tax collector and the money disappears. I pick who I work with very carefully, especially with money. And often, it’s even your neighbor or even your best friend that will steal from you.

EJ: So how do you deal with that? How do you help these people?

Randy: My goal is to help those who want to change—to help those who want to help themselves. I’m not an agent of change, I am a motivator of other agents of change.

One thing I really want to stress is that when we first come here, we have this idea that there is this thing called a ‘community’ and that we are going to go and help the community. But that’s very much a fallacy. It’s individuals that we end up touching and who end up touching us. And it’s the same, I would venture to say, for every Peace Corps volunteer. You get on a very individual basis—it’s personal relationships that it’s about.

EJ: What, if anything, surprised you most, about living and working in Dawar?

Randy: One thing that surprised me—the biggest difference—is just the closeness of families here. Families and neighbors. They have a saying here, “It’s better that a far away family member dies than a neighbor.” Because you are very close to those around you. Communities are so interconnected—so many inter-personal relation-
ships, and they rely on each other so much. Time has shown them they can’t rely on the government or on outside influences. People rely on each other.

Social relationships are very strong here. For example, if you’re visiting, it’s considered rude if you’re not offered food. In the U.S., if someone comes to your door at dinner time, people say, “Come back later. We’re eating.” Here, it’s, “Stay. Eat.” Food is one thing most families have and they share it.

EJ: Do you miss home and your family? Things like being able to jump in your car whenever you want to go somewhere, and electricity and running water and being able to take a shower?

Randy: I don’t really miss it, but I’d have to say that I have a greater appreciation for the time when I do get to be with family. I love it here. I love the peace and quiet. I love the stars. I love that you don’t know if you’re going to be able to shower tomorrow; if water’s going to be available. There is something nice about being unsure of
what’s going to come. My desire is not to return to America, my real desire is not to forget—not to forget what we’re really doing here.

EJ: What would you tell school kids back in the States? What would you say about your experience and would you recommend it?

Randy: I’d say there are all types of education. A very important one is in the classroom. But you can’t forget to go outside. You can’t forget to learn from yourself and that you can be your own teacher, or that there are other teachers outside of school. I’d say, learn as much as you can and experience as much as you can. Just live your dreams.

Wearing a formal red <em>shuka</em>, Randy has just been inducted into the <em>Barabaig</em> tribe.

Wearing a formal red shuka, Randy has just been inducted into the Barabaig tribe.

How to Help
EJ: What, if anything, can ALIVE readers do to help you in your efforts?

Randy: The maternity ward is the big project that I’m trying to help this community—my village—build. I’ve written a Peace Corps partnership grant proposal which allows private donors from the States to contribute money through a Peace Corps fund that will go directly to this community and this project. There will be a link on the
Peace Corps website to donate to this maternity ward in my village.

Information about the Peace Corps can be found at their website at www.peacecorp.gov or at their toll-free recruitment number 800.424.8580.


White House Dinner: A Tasty Treat at The Peasant & The Pear

White House Dinner

White House Dinner

The White House came to Danville Monday night, September 21, 2009. In fact, a lot from 1600 Pennsylvania Avenue showed up at 267 Hartz Avenue.

“The Peasant and the Pear” restaurant owner and Executive Chef Rodney Worth and political analyst, Mark Curtis, hosted a “White House Dinner.” It was a salute to presidential food and history!

Throughout American history, Inaugural dinners have celebrated a new president. Each tenant of the oval office has chosen a menu that reflects a theme that is to be symbolic of his term in the White House. President Obama’s inaugural theme, “A New Birth of Freedom,” was borrowed from President Lincoln’s Gettysburg address. The dessert served at Obama’s Inauguration was also borrowed from Lincoln’s Inaugural – Huckleberry-Blackberry Cobbler.

This party was about food and quirky fun! I was greeted by a faux Monica Lewinski, who showed me to the champagne and hors d’oeuvres. Marilyn Monroe softly belted out, These Boots are Made for Walking, while Jackie Kennedy showed me to my table. It was decorated with a clear glass jar full of Jelly Bellies-a nice homage to Ronald Reagan’s favorite snack.

Rodney, in his warm, jovial manner, welcomed us all to his White House Dinner and introduced each dish. Mark Curtis, a news correspondent who now has his own news, public relations,
and political analysis agency, and who has dined at the White House three times, kept us in stitches with amusing historical anecdotes. For example, Andrew Jackson wanted to invite well-wishers into the lobby of the White House and have cheese waiting for them. He had a 1400-pound wheel of cheese brought in. The White House smelled horrible and draperies
and rugs had to be cleaned to get rid of the stench.

There was the time when Boris Yeltsin didn’t care so much for the dinner served by President Clinton’s chef (either that or Vodka just sped up his metabolism). Yeltsin was found at 2:30
a.m., drunk, and hailing a cab-and, oh and the best part-in his underwear on Pennsylvania Avenue. He told the Secret Service that he was craving a pizza.

The first course of the divine meal was a rich, creamy, flavorful potato-leek soup that was out of this world. If I hadn’t been expected to behave so properly, I might have licked the
bowl clean—that’s how good it was. We learned that this was George Bush’s favorite soup and the one he served at his Inauguration. The second course was a frisee salad with Granny Smith apples and brie that was inspired by John F. Kennedy. Kennedy and his wife were lovers of French food and culture and employed a French chef to prepare that cuisine very often.

We had a choice for the main course: California sea bass with saffron risotto and fennel salad, which had been served at one of Ronald Reagan’s Inaugural dinners, or Arkansas chicken
with garlic mashed potatoes and creamed spinach, served by Bill Clinton. Both were heavenly.

During dessert we learned that some prominent local politicians were dining with us. Mayor Newell Arnerich, of Danville called this night “a delightful evening; the perfect way to digest politics is with great food.” Mayor Abram Wilson, of San Ramon, urged anyone “who has a love of great food and a love of great conversation to absolutely attend this wonderful event.” There was talk about repeating this in January.

The evening ended with a book signing by Mark Curtis. His Age of Obama: A Reporter’s Journey with Clinton, McCain, and Obama in the Making of the President 2008 is brilliant. His insights reflect a profound understanding of American politics and the way it is shaped by the residents of “Main Street, U.S.A.” The book reads like a fascinating road trip. His style is reminiscent of Studs Terkel. This is a must read. For more information, visit www.MarkCurtisMedia.com.

White House Dinner

White House Dinner

White House Dinner guests, from left to right: San Ramon Councilman Dave Hudson; San Ramon Mayor Abram Wilson; “Age of Obama” author Mark Curtis; Danville Mayor Newell Arnerich, and his wife Janis Arnerich.

Share Your Holiday Spirit by Volunteering

This year has been a time of economic hardship for many families. Money gets even tighter during the holiday season as parents try to balance regular expenses and buy gifts for their children.

As the Holiday Season approaches, many of us will enjoy the special pleasure of “giving back.” Volunteering has a meaningful, positive impact on your community by helping others and improving their well being. What better way is there to connect with your community? You can make a difference!

Volunteering is a great way to spend a day. It’s fun and it’s free. Your presence in community programs enhances the quality of life in San Ramon. A small contribution of your time can make a big difference.

Many organizations will be hosting food drives, toy drives and Adopt-A-Family programs. The Marines will be collecting Toys for Tots. The Rotary Club will sponsor their annual One Warm Coat drive. Consider volunteering as a Thanksgiving Food Drive Coordinator or at a local shelter.

San Ramon also offers several volunteer opportunities. City Lights Volunteer Program is designed to bring volunteers and City Staff together, in a partnership, to assure the success of our programs and services. Volunteer opportunities are available in the areas of: administrative support; special events; publicity; race volunteer; Senior Scholars; volunteer drivers; Senior Center garden; specialized recreation, coaching and more.

To register as a City Lights Volunteer or to receive job descriptions and a City Lights Newsletter, call the Volunteer Coordinator at (925) 973-3222. Information is also available for pick up at the San Ramon Community Center, 12501 Alcosta Blvd. or by e-mail at bmertz@sanramon.ca.gov.

It is my hope that your volunteering endeavors will not be limited to the giving season of the holidays. While there are certainly many opportunities to volunteer at this time of year, please think about giving back to your community after the holidays and throughout the year.

Together we can—Together we will—Make a difference—Make a better community, and be proud that we’ve made a Better San Ramon.

You may contact Mayor Wilson by email, at: hawilson@sanramon.ca.gov.

11/26, 5:00 – 7:00pm: Community Family Thanksgiving at the Alcosta Senior & Community Center.
Pre-registration required by 11/20. Anyone wishing to volunteer or contribute to this event should be a City Lights Volunteer. Call Nick Vitalis at 973-3254.

December 4, 5, 6, 11, 12 & 13: Every Christmas Story Ever Told (And Then Some!) presented by San Ramon Community Theater at the Front Row Theater.
Tickets can be purchased at www.sanramonperformingarts.com.

12/05, 9:00 – 11:00am: Bah Humbug! 5K Run/Walk at Bishop Ranch #2. Start the Holiday Season off with a healthy fun run or walk through San Ramon. Info: (925) 973-2500

12/05, 8pm: A Day in His Life Starring Tim Piper as John Lennon & Featuring the band Working Class Hero. Spend an evening with Rock icon ‘John Lennon’ as portrayed by world-famous actor/musician Tim Piper. www.SanRamonPerformingArts.com.

12/02, 8:30am – 10:00am &10:30am – 12:00pm: Breakfast with Santa presented by San Ramon Arts Foundation. The San Ramon Community Theatre presents Santa, Mrs. Claus and the Elves with a variety of breakfast treats, a personal visit from Santa Claus and some special holiday entertainment. Info: (925) 389-7529.

12/12, Saturday, 10:30am: Children’s Home Society of California’s East Bay Council of Auxiliaries Present “STORYBOOK BRUNCH WITH SANTA”. A holiday event for children of all ages. Songs and Storytelling featuring Clayton Valley High School Drama Department, Jeanni the Magician, and a Special Visit for each child with Santa.
Tickets $15 Children 12 & under; $30.00 Regular Admission. San Ramon Marriott Hotel Tickets and Info: (510) 267-1860

12/18, 7pm: Community Chorus Holiday Concert at the Community Center at Central Park. Bring the entire family to this delightful holiday concert featuring multi-cultural holiday music and dance. This charming program is certain to entertain one and all. The evening will culminate with a special visit from Santa Claus himself. FREE admission.

12/19 at 2pm & 4:30pm – 12/23 at 11am, 2pm & 4:30pm: If You Give a Mouse a Cookie. This pratfall-filled comedy, which brings to life the popular book of the same name, will delight preschoolers, while parents chortle with recognition at the antics of the exuberant mouse. Holiday treat for the whole family!! SanRamonPerformingArts.com.

12/20, December 20, 7pm: Messiah Sing-A-Long at the San Ramon Presbyterian Church (12943 Alcosta Blvd.). Four soloists will perform with an orchestra and you! The chorus is made up of those in the audience who wish to add their voices to the inspiring strains of George F. Handel’s Messiah. There will be free choral workshops on 11/16, 11/30, 12/5 & 12/14. www.sanramonarts.org.


Danville Traditions

November has left its mark by painting our valley with warm autumn colors in the shadows of the mighty Mt. Diablo. As autumn has its traditional colors, Danville has its traditional events such as our annual salute to honor our veterans on November 11th, Discover Danville’s Spirit of Danville on November 12th, and the Danville Area Chamber of Commerce’s Lighting of the Oak Tree following Thanksgiving Day on November 27th.

Danville’s tradition of honoring veterans who served in the military in war-time would not be complete without our annual Veterans Day Celebration. All of our local veteran organizations participate in this capacity crowd event on November 11 at 11:00 AM. The event will be held at San Ramon Valley High School’s Performing Arts Auditorium.

Discover Danville’s “Spirit of Danville Shopping” will take place in downtown Danville, The Livery, and The Rose Garden on Thursday evening, November 12th. Purchase charity tickets ahead of the event, which will benefit San Ramon Valley Education Foundation (SRVEF) from your favorite school. Tickets to this great event are five dollars with one dollar going to SRVEF and four dollars going to your school. Enjoy shopping, discounts, and giveaways, wine tasting and free trolley rides between all locations. Parents can check out the Kids Night Drop Off service while enjoying the event. Check out www.discoverdanvilleca.com.

Make memories with your loved ones at Danville’s Lighting of the Oak Tree ceremony. Watch as Father Christmas and the Snow Angel sprinkle a little magic dust on the old oak tree and bring it to light. Warm feelings will quickly quell the cool air as local choral groups provide musical accompaniment and neighborhood businesses pass out hot beverages. Want to keep the magic going? Stroll downtown and enjoy refreshments, entertainment, and holiday shopping on the festively decorated streets.

Autumn signals a change in seasons and the Danville Council has a new addition. Last month, on October 13th, the Danville Town Council unanimously appointed Robert Storer to fulfill the remainder of the term of Councilman Mike Shimansky, who passed away on September 15. Robert, his wife Sandra, and two sons have lived in Danville for 20 years. In addition to serving as the President of a small corporation for the past 25 years, Robert is a property manager and builder. Robert has a great deal of experience in local government, having served on Danville’s Planning Commission since 2001, as well as service on the Heritage Resource Commission and Design Review Board, and as Danville’s representative on the Contra Costa Transportation Authority Citizen Advisory Committee. For the past 16 years, Robert has volunteered on the Alameda County Sheriff’s Office Search, Rescue and Recovery Team and has actively participated on many local Boards and Committees. Please join us in welcoming Robert as the newest member of the Danville Town Council.

You can reach the Mayor at arnerich@ci.danville.ca.us. Visit www.danvilleinstyle.com to view what Danville has to offer.

American Legion Noon Lunch Meets 1st Wednesday, Vets Hall, Corner of Hartz & Prospect. Info: Doris Sidwell, 925-443-2085

Danville Farmers’ Market: Saturdays 9am – 1pm; Year-Round, Thursdays, 4pm – 8pm May10 – Aug 16. Corner of Railroad & Prospect St.

San Ramon Valley Republican Women Federated meets on the Fourth Tuesday of every month except June-August at Crow Canyon Country Club, Danville at 11:30a.m.
to 1:30p.m. Lunches are $23. Please join us to hear informative speakers on important issues! Info: Sonali @ (925) 314-9194.

Soroptimist International of San Ramon Valley meets 1st and 3rd Wednesdays each month at Crow Canyon Country Club, Danville, 12.15-1.30pm. Soroptimist’s mission is to improve the lives of women and girls locally and globally.

11/12, Thursday, 5pm – 9pm: Spirit of Danville Shopping in Downtown Danville, The Livery, & The Rose Garden, benefiting local charities & schools. Shopping,
discounts, giveaways, wine tasting. Includes free trolley rides between all locations. Info: 925-339-8330. www.discoverdanvilleca.com

11/27, Friday, 5.15pm – 8.30pm: Lighting of the Old Oak Tree on Diablo Road Downtown Danville. Watch as Father Christmas and the Snow Angel sprinkle a little magic dust on the old oak tree and bring it to light. Local choral groups will provide musical accompaniment while neighborhood businesses pass out hot beverages. Stroll downtown to keep the magic going and enjoy refreshments, entertainment, and holiday shopping through the festively decorated streets. www.danvilleareachamber.com.

12/09, Tuesday, 6pm – 9pm: The Alamo-Danville Artists’ Society (ADAS) Holiday Party & Community Art and Education Program (CAEP) Awards. The highlight of this evening comes after dinner when we present donation checks to local schools’ art educators. Free admission. 989 San Ramon Valley Blvd (Danville Congregational’s Social Hall). www.adas4art.org

12/10, Wednesday, 11am – 1pm: Senior Holiday Luncheon at the Veterans’ Memorial Hall. Enjoy a fine catered lunch with entertainment, and socialize with friends old and new. Pre-registration required. www.ci.danville.ca.us

12/12, Saturday, 9.30am – 1pm: Elf Workshop at the Veterans’ Memorial Hall. Goodies will be served while children create hands-on holiday crafts and get a chance to visit and take a photo with Santa. 2 sessions available 9:30-11:00 am or 11:30-1:00 pm. Pre-registration required at www.danvillerecguide.com. Info: (925) 314-3477.

NEWELL ARNERICH, Mayor of Danville

The Alamo Municipal Advisory Council

Supervisor Mary Piepho has announced that the following Alamo residents have been nominated to serve on the Alamo MAC: David Barclay, Ed Best, David Bowlby, Nancy Dommes, Janet Evans, Michael McDonald and Steve Mick.

The Alamo MAC will be an important communications vehicle and will provide Supervisor Piepho as well as the other board members a focused voice on a number of issues and concerns that Alamo residents may have. The MAC responsibilities will include parks and recreation, lighting and landscaping, land-use and code enforcement, public safety, transportation and other county services. The MAC must conform to the requirements of both the Brown Act and the county’s Better Government Ordnance. The following information was provided by the Supervisor Piepho’s office:

Mr. David Barclay has served as President of numerous Homeowners Associations including Alamo Crest where he currently lives. He has been active in school fund-raising and served as the Chair of the Oversight Committee responsible for implementation of a school bond. He brings great experience in land and fiscal management to the MAC.

Mr. Ed Best has been an Alamo resident since 1973 and been involved in a variety of community activities. Most notably, as Committee Member and chair of the Alamo Parks and Recreation Committee R-7A, San Ramon Valley Unified School District, Board of Trustees, Museum of the San Ramon Valley, Board of Directors, and has served as a past Board Member
for the Mt. Diablo Silverado Council Boy Scouts of America.

Mr. David Bowlby serves on the Board of Directors and Executive Committee of the Contra Costa Council. He is a former Planning Commissioner for both Danville and the San Ramon Valley. He brings significant Land Use Planning experience and broad knowledge of the County.

Ms. Nancy Dommes is currently an R7A member. She has also served on the Alamo Beautification Committee Zone 36. Nancy is currently Treasurer for the Alamo Community Foundation as well as been involved in a variety of school activities.

Ms. Janet Evans currently the Principal of Growth Strategies Unlimited and a former IBM employee, Ms. Evan’s served on the Alamo Roads Advisory Committee and graduated from the Leadership San Ramon Valley Program. She has received an honorary service award for her work with the PTSA. She is also a Board Member of the Jack and Jill of America Foundation, Inc.

Mr. Michael McDonald is a former City Manager and Chief Executive of a wholesale electricity services agency. He makes Roundhill Country Club his home and is a Contra Costa County Court Appointed Child Advocate. He loves golf and dogs.

Mr. Steve Mick has served on the Alamo Parks and Recreation Committee R-7A; the Alamo Beautification Committee Zone 36, Board of Directors for the Alamo Improvement Association, and is a current member of the Vietnam Veterans of Diablo Valley as well as being an active member on the Veteran’s Memorial Building Development Committee.

Contact Steve Mick at steve@alamore.org

Note: The Alamo Municipal Advisory Council (MAC) will be assuming the duties of some of the county advisory committees over the next few months. Please visit www.alamore.org for up to date information on meetings.

Alamo Community Council Meets at 5:00 p.m. the 2nd Thursday of the month at Hap Magee Ranch Park – Swain House

Alamo-Danville Artists’ Society Meets at 7:30 p.m. the second Tuesday of the month at Danville Congregational’s Social Hall, 989 San Ramon Valley Boulevard, Danville

Alamo Improvement Association Board of Directors Meeting meets at 7:00 p.m. the Thursday after the 2nd Wednesday of the month at Creekside Community Church

Alamo Chamber of Commerce meets 11:30 a.m. to 1:30 p.m. the 2nd Wednesday of the month, Round Hill Golf and Country Club

Alamo Roads Advisory Committee meets at 3:30 p.m. the 2nd Thursday of the month at Hap Magee Ranch Park – Swain House

Alamo Rotary meets Wednesdays at 12:15 p.m., Round Hill Golf and Country Club, For more information call (925) 820-6847

Alamo Women’s Club meets the 4th Wednesday of the month, 1401 Danville Boulevard For more information call Nancy P. Combs at (925) 351-6999

Delta Nu Psi Service Sorority sends donated goods to our military people. For more information: deltanupsi@comcast.net

Hap Magee Ranch Park Joint Planning and Operations Committee (JPOC) meets at 5:00 p.m. – Please visit www.alamore.org for date, Hap Magee Ranch Park – The Cottage

Alamo Danville Newcomers Club, For ladies who are new to the area or long-time residents who are interested in making new friends. Welcome coffee 4th Thursday of each month. Info: (925) 775-3233 www.alamodanvillenewcomers.com


Stress Free Holiday Parking

The holidays are hectic enough without searching for that elusive parking place. If you’re headed to downtown Walnut Creek, however, relax—help is on the way. City and business leaders are taming the holiday traffic Grinch with a multi-faceted program they’re calling “Stress Free Holiday Parking.”

The idea is to make it easier for people to get out of their cars as quickly as possible so they can enjoy all the area has to offer. Want to know where the parking is before you leave home? Check out the colorful Holiday Parking Guide at www.walnut-creek.org.

New easy-to-read signs point the way to parking, and extra valets are being hired to ferry cars to nearby lots. There will even be special “crossing guards” during peak shopping hours at the intersection between Il Fornaio and PF Chang on Mt. Diablo Boulevard.

Once the car is parked, hop onto the Free Downtown Trolley (Route 4) that circles past shops and restaurants, the Lesher Center for the Arts and Walnut Creek BART (hint: the Trolley’s route is on the Holiday Parking Guide.) To make it easier for evening outings, the Free Trolley’s hours are being extended until 10 p.m. Nov. 27 – Dec. 12; until 11 p.m. Dec. 14 – Dec. 23, and until 10 p.m. Dec. 26 – Dec. 31. Sunday service ends around 7 p.m. And don’t forget! Many shops and restaurants offer free validation for City-owned garages.

To plan where to go and what to do before hitting the road, check out www.thinkcontracosta.com. In addition to Walnut Creek, the jazzy new website highlights amenities and activities throughout the San Ramon Valley and central Contra Costa.

For those who dream of Winter Wonderland, “Walnut Creek on Ice” returns to Civic Park through Jan. 18. Back for its fifth year, the ice rink offers a bevy of special programs and classes, as well as everyday fun for all ages. It will remain open through Jan. 18. For hours and other information, go to at www.iceskatewalnutcreek.com or call (915) 935-7669.

And what holiday season would be complete without the Tiny Tim reminding us of the importance of appreciating every day? Tiny Tim, along with Ebenezer Scrooge and the Ghosts of Christmases Past, Present and Future, return to Walnut Creek when Center REPertory Co. presents Charles Dickens’ “A Christmas Carol,” at the Lesher Center for the Arts Dec. 10-20. Call (925) 943-7469 or go to www.centerREP.org.

Here’s to a “Stress Free” season!

Dean Lesher Regional Center for the Performing Arts
Tickets: 925-943-SHOW (7469)
Thru 11/21: Witness for the Prosecution Center REPertory Company
11/20 – 11/21: Apollo, Fete for Three, Coppelia Diablo Ballet
11/27 – 11/28: The Christmas Ballet, 2009 Edition Smuin Ballet
Thru 11/28: Bad Girls of Broadway Nile Company, Inc.
11/15: All-Russian Delights Diablo Symphony
11/15: East-West Musical Bonanza Bay Area Performing Arts
11/17: Rethinking Wellness: Sleep Heals, Health Medicine Forum
11/29: Michael Essington’s Broadway: A Tribute to the Superstars of Broadway Broadway Dreams Productions
12/01: Celebrate the Holidays with the Walnut Creek Concert Band
12/03 – 12/05: Story of the Nutcracker Contra Costa Ballet
12/05: Suhaila Belly Dance Certification Performance Level 4 Suhaila International
12/10 – 12/20: A Christmas Carol Center REPertory Company
12/11 – 12/19: Whiskers! Galatean Players Ensemble Theatre
12/12 – 12/20: Singalong Down Memory Lane, Hero Theatrical Productions
12/18 – 12/20: The Biggest Gift Fantasy Forum Actors Ensemble
12/20: Voices of the Season…A Multi-Ethnic Celebration Voena

Walnut Creek Farmers Market
Every Sunday, 8 AM to 1 PM on Civic Dr. by Civic Park.

Walnut Creek Tennis Club (WCTC) for Adult Singles:
Tue/Thur nights. Sat/Sun AM. Free club and “drop-in” tennis.
2.5 – 3.5 level players. Rusty OK. Coed. All ages. http://groups.yahoo.com/group/wctc/

Bay Area Single Christians (BASC)
Free online social group for Christian singles, all ages. Many events (social, spiritual, sports) throughout the Bay area.
Info: http://groups.yahoo.com/group/bascsingles/

11/12 – 01/18, 11 am – 10pm: Walnut Creek on Ice will return to historic Civic Park. Info: (925)935.SNOW (7669) www.iceskatewalnutcreek.com

11/21, Saturday, & 11/22, Sunday 10am -6pm: Semi-Annual Sidewalk Sale in downtown Walnut Creek (925)933-6778

11/27, Friday 6pm: Holiday Tree Lighting at Civic Park Sing carols and meet Santa Claus! Info: (925) 933-6778.

12/13, Sunday, 3pm: Sierra Chamber Society’s Concert featuring members of the San Francisco Symphony (C.P.E Bach: Trio Sonata in G Major, Ravel: Rhapsodie Espagnole, Beethoven: String Quartet Op. 18, No.6). Grace Presbyterian Church, 2100 Tice Valley Blvd. Info: 925-930-8880 www.sierrachamber.com

GAYLE VASSAR, Community Relations Manager

Message From Moscow


Bart Dorsa, a lifelong resident of San Jose, has lived in Moscow for six years and has achieved more in that short span of time, than most young transplanted Californians could ever hope to expect. We had emailed back and forth between Moscow and Danville to set a time for a phone interview which finally materialized when he was driving from Los Angeles to San Jose for a local event.

I had followed Bart’s interesting life in Moscow through his parents Marilyn and Frank Dorsa of San Jose, and since I’ve known him since he was four years old, I took a special interest in his life and successes abroad. I had made a list of twenty burning questions about his career in Moscow to get the article going. I should not have been surprised at the titillating answer to question number one, and I saw that the interview had taken on a life of its own.

“Well Bart, tell me about the interesting women in Moscow. Is there anyone special?” I asked.

“Did you know I was engaged to twins?” was his first question to me.

“Yes Bart, I had heard that but I thought it was a great comedic throw-away line,” I answered.

“Well, it was great while it lasted—the twins Nadia and Luba were singers in their own band and they had been dating men who were jealous of their close sibling relationship so they both decided to marry one guy. We all three got engaged. I was the lucky guy,” he laughed.

I went on to my next question about his work in Russia. It was fascinating so far, to say the least. Once Bart had settled in Moscow, it lead to his liaison as a managing partner with one of Russia’s most creative emerging fashion designers, Vika Gazinskaya, who has since found her creative niche in the competitive world of design in the Eastern Bloc countries as well as Paris.

Bart Dorsa took control of the business, public relations and production end of the seasonal fashion show extravaganzas that were soon featured in top European magazines. Even though the fashion show production end of the business was extensive, he continued shooting an artistic-genre of photography which led to exhibits of his art at local Moscow venues. His creative work was noticed, and he garnered critical reviews.

He soon ventured into a field of a new kind of photography by using an old technology with an antique tripod-mounted 19th century wooden camera. The ghostly faces in his photographs, as if the subject is peering out from the past, drew positive critiques of a most unusual old-fashioned concept that had crossed over to an albeit contemporary art form. Bart Dorsa has captured ephemeral photographic images that are hauntingly captivating with a lingering sense of the long ago past.

This highly unusual art form in the field of contemporary photography, with the use of an earlier technology, led to further recognition of Bart Dorsa as a creative artist-photographer. It was just a matter of time, after so much acclaim about the artistically surreal art form, that top Moscow models and others sought him for his unusual camera work. Dorsa shot each subject with the idea that his artistic guidance of light would allow the antique camera itself to interpret the photograph. The photographs, which are manipulated by patient developing techniques, emerge as quasi-intangible, diaphanous, ghostlike images. The photograph is captured by the fast opening of the shutter for a few seconds—a fraction of a moment trapped in time—which is already in the past within seconds, with an image that could endure for ages.

Bart Dorsa conceptualized that a total immersion in the visual art form was integral to the ethos of his photographs. It was a no-charge, no-pay venture and some of the eeriest images of Moscow’s beautiful women, and those not necessarily photogenic, were artistically captured this way as if they reach to the present from the century past. The results are eerily unearthly, to say the least, but bear a fleeting gossamer grotesque beauty that cannot be achieved with textual mainstream photographic techniques.

When I asked Bart if the Russian women are more sophisticated at an earlier age than their American counterparts, he answered, “The Russian women develop a classical femininity at an early age which is then very restricted. They are beautiful and sophisticated in their look, but are still very young.”

I asked him to describe his daily routine in Moscow and he told me that he is working eight to twelve hours a day in preparation for his one-man photography show at the museum. “I try to get at least six hours of sleep every night. The people work hard in Moscow and hard work is expected. The summers are humid and uncomfortable and the winters are bitterly cold – freezing bitter cold. The Russians work hard and they play hard. And the most noticeable difference about the Russians from the Americans is their excitement about simple everyday things—they are passionate about everything and do not have the chronic cool detachment we see in America. They get intensely excited about the little things and enjoy every aspect of life to the fullest.”

“Speaking of bitterly cold weather, Bart, how do they feel about global warming? Is it an issue? Is it ever discussed? Should I dare even ask,” I enquired.

“They’re celebrating global warming! It’s so cold over there; they love to hear about the normal cyclic warming. It’s nature at its best.” We laughed.

“Are the Russians outwardly concerned about their political climate?” I thought I already knew the answer to the question, but I asked anyway.

“Moscow is a city of twenty million people and they gently accept what’s going on. They’re not impassioned about their politicians; there’s not much they can do to change anything, and the Russians are famous for their stoicism. They go about each day, stoic in their beliefs, and they live hard lives in dangerous cities. Besides, I don’t get into talking much about Russian politics. Life is hard in Moscow, as elsewhere. Many people have lost their investments and their jobs. There are big pay cuts and there is daily hardship, but the people continue to live their lives and go to work every day. Their tradition of stoicism is that life goes on.”

Bart Dorsa has a different outlook on life and his work in Moscow now. He is more impassioned than when he was producing and directing films in Los Angeles. His film The Invisible made an appearance at the coveted Robert Redford Sundance Film Festival and the once-dormant Here Lies Lonely is soon to be released. The production end of his film work was what gave him the artistic impetus to work in still-photography in Moscow. After his rapid success in that field he gradually moved away from the medium as a digital camera photographer and artistically ‘regressed’ to the photographic technology of the past that was first introduced in 1839.

Bart is now working mostly with the antique mid-19th century collodian or ‘wet-plate’ camera. “I can work in the middle of nowhere and I don’t need to depend on anything from the outside to complete my project. It makes me fiercely self-reliant and independent.”

moscow2I always knew that about Bart.

The antique camera offers difficult challenges and a special expertise of infinite patience. The camera is large, heavy and bulky and is housed in a wooden box on a pedestal with a black cloth to block the light while the photographer shoots the photo. Bellows move the lens forward to the subject, the glass plate is placed in a slot and the image is exposed on the glass and within seconds it needs to be developed from a negative to a positive. That is how the very first facsimile images were captured on glass or on tin plates one hundred and seventy years ago. This process required developing-chemicals such as the syrupy solution of pyroxylin in ether or alcohol and other complicated flammable mixtures that were very different and much more dangerous than today.

The collodion process, introduced in 1851, takes a slow and accurate technique. It requires a special patience and a step-by-step process, far beyond the f-stop photography that preceded today’s digital cameras that have made the art of photography somewhat boringly instantaneous.

“The antique camera gives me more artistic control and I can do all my own developing by creating my own formulae with emulsions of collodion, cyanide, ether and other chemicals. I create my own chemistry to make the photographs on glass. None of the developing processes need any dependence on outside sources. It is an independent and resourceful procedure. No single regular commercial product is needed to create the photographic art. It is a process that I work on from the making of the image by exposure on glass to the final end product,” Bart Dorsa explained.

“People face failure everyday and we are always in a creative crisis—meeting the challenge and succeeding is an irreplaceable reward. My work takes me away from the chaos of life. It is very rewarding, even though my hands and feet are black from the silver used in the process.”

Photography has recorded our lives for seventeen decades, not long in the grand scheme of visual art, by any means. The dawn of photography emerged almost simultaneously in 1839 when several scientists were able to create a method of fixing an image by allowing light to be transmitted through a camera lens that left a mark on paper or sensitized glass plates. The camera oscura—Italian for dark room—evolved to fruition by the incremental expertise of Nicephone Niepce, Louis-Jacques-Mende Daguerre and William Henry Fox Talbot who together set the technology in non-stop motion.

A few years later Frederick Scott Archer invented the first practical wet-plate photographic process to be reproducible when he coated a glass plate with a collodion solution and
exposed the plate while still wet. Voila! By 1880 George Eastman perfected the dry-plate process, and the Eastman-Kodak Company has since clicked its way into photographic
history cornering the world’s market share of photographic papers and film.


Photography developed, since 1839, from the primitive technology of the tripod-mounted wooden camera with a bellows and black hood, to the box Brownie, the f-stop wonder Rolliflex camera and to the recent palm-sized models that give us the instantaneous results.

My curiosity, about the almost-extinct cameras, led me to ask Bart what had inspired him to pursue the cumbersome technique-driven and archaic 19th century methods of making primitive photographs with such a time-consuming and patience-taxing set of challenges.

“Bart, why did you revert to the old-time cameras? Is it not more difficult to work with such archaic technology? What inspired you to make your photographs with old cameras?” His
answer was actually quite surprising to me.

“I saw the haunting images of Lincoln and a man named Powell at the National Archives in Washington D.C. and became mesmerized,” he answered.

The avant-garde, yet ethereal classic style of photography that Bart Dorsa has created with definitive modern nuances, and with the use of an archaic mid-19th century camera has
received the coveted attention of the curators of modern photography at the Moscow Museum of Modern Art—the MMOMA. The MMOMA has a substantial permanent collection of 20th century artists such as Pablo Picasso, Fernand Leger, Joan Miro, Marc Chagall and Kandinsky that are exhibited at their main museum in addition to their other three venues in the historic quarter of Moscow.

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Bart Dorsa, an American artist, has been given the honor of having his innovative photography exhibited in a one-man show at the esteemed MMOMA, and his 120 piece iconic photograph collection will be installed near the year’s end by the museum with special lighting effects at one of the historic museum buildings.

Bart Dorsa has defined the essence of photography from the 19th to the 21st century by taking a fresh innovative artistic approach, much like prior exhibitions, Soul Stealer and Silver Tongued Devil. His pioneering work has taken him on a quintessential photographic journey of one-of-a-kind haunting images with eyes of clarity that search from the distant past to the bright light of the present – their ghostly souls captured maybe for forever in a brief ethereal moment of time.

It is true that early images of people and those photographed during the American Civil War have an eerie haunting quality to them. The faces are devoid of expression and there was never a smile when the sitters looked into the foreboding camera. No doubt it was their first time facing a wood box which was purported to capture their very images. The exposure—lens aperture for light—took a long time and the subject had to sit unsmiling and very still for a few minutes so the image would not blur by the long exposure time. The period of immobility is what led to blank stares along with the trepidation that the photographs were to be carried far away by family and perhaps were never to be seen again.
It would remain the only remembrance of their image.

During the Civil War, soldiers were specifically photographed in the battlefields as a tangible reminder that they were proudly fighting a war and their images would serve as souvenirs. Very few people could afford a photograph as the cost was equal to a week’s pay. Traveling photographers made daguerreotypes of soldiers who may very well be dead before the images were developed in the horse-drawn ‘dark room wagon.’

It was not the first war to be recorded with photographic images; Roger Fenton was the earliest traveling photographer sent on assignment to the battlefield in the1853-1856 Crimean War. He bought a horse-drawn wagon from a London wine merchant and rigged it as a mobile dark room van and shipped it on the Hecla, a troop ship that sailed to the Crimea in the Black Sea. Fenton was the first photojournalist to ever be embedded with troops on the battlefield for three months in 1855.

Fenton produced 360 photographs in the Crimea during his three-month stay, an enormous achievement for an on-location war zone, camera set up and instant developing. His assignment was to omit images of misery and tragedy and capture only patriotic images of generals and COs in battle dress to appear victorious for the front pages of London’s newspapers. It was to be the first recorded photography used as visual propaganda for the British war effort in the conflict against Imperial Russia with the French, Turks and Sardinians as allies. The Crimea was the location of the iconic Charge of the Light Brigade where over six hundred British and Irish men charged into the wrong valley and into the cannon fire of twenty thousand waiting Russians.

Roger Fenton's photographic wagon

Roger Fenton's photographic wagon

Roger Fenton moved on to Moscow after the war to photograph the city’s spectacular architecture, but will always be remembered for his haunting images of battle-dressed British generals, French Zoaves, and conical field tents spread across windswept Crimean battlefields.

The realities of war, through Fenton’s photographs, lead to a widespread negative reaction by the British public and many of the historic photographs were liquidated at auction. In 1944 the U.S. Library of Congress purchased 263 of Roger Fenton’s photographs from his grand niece and the historical collection can be viewed in their online archives: LibraryofCongress.org.
Photographs copyright Bart Dorsa