[click "Play" for Kara Johnson interview]by Eileen BurnsOn Thursday, June 11, from 4 – 6 p.m., The Peaks Resort and Golden Door Spa, in Telluride, will host a Pool Party for the One to One San Miguel Mentoring program. Director of Sales and Marketing, Mike...
It's been a stormy several days in Telluride, but that hasn't stopped a contingent of wounded vets from enjoying a busy schedule of activities with TASP. Participants from all over the country did some rock climbing, biking, jeeping, horseback riding, rafting and generally digging...
by Jennifer Nyman-Julia
Telluride can be a scrappy town, but just as quickly, it is a place that wears its heart on its sleeve.
It's Day One of Sheridan Arts Foundation's Wild West Fest, a program that brings 50 inner city children from Boys and Girls Clubs all over the country to town every spring for a week of exciting learning programs under the guidance of talented local mentors. My name is Jennifer Nyman-Julia. This is my 11th year as the Mentorship Program Director, and I really love my job.
Telluride Bluegrass, June 18-21
Telluride favorite, singer-songwriter Todd Snider, is returning to town for an encore after his sold-out show at the historic Sheridan Opera House, where the troubadour charmed the crowd with his barefoot brand of social satire and the way he managed to blow raspberries at our foibles without giving offense.This round, Todd is appearing on the Fred Shellman Stage at the Telluride Bluegrass Festival.Turns out folk hero Woody Guthrie came from an extremely prosperous upper middle-class family: dad speculated in real estate and mom owned about 30 rental properties. Robert Allen Zimmerman was born in the Midwest in Hibbing, Minneapolis, and also had solid middle class underpinnings. His father Abe, ran a sort of successful electric-appliance shop. All the stories about the young Robert being orphaned, running away from home annually starting at age 10, performing in a carnival were attempts by Bob Dylan to become Dylan.
In addition to the Friday farmers' market in Telluride, there is a Saturday market in Norwood from now until October 10. Local producers and artisans are featured from 9am until 1pm at the San Miguel County Fairgrounds in Norwood. For more information on the...
The annual Telluride Farmers' Market is part of the change we can stomach.
by Eileen Burns Ladies, we all know that when it comes to portable bathrooms, yuck, we really don't want to use them, but most of us have had to at one point or another. And lets face it, although we strive for equality, we are not...
The weather in Telluride has not exactly favored this weekend's festivals. Telluride Jazz Celebration has had rain, lightning, wind. Those elements have caused program changes for the Telluride Balloon Festival as well. But people seemed to be enjoying the Jazz over the weekend, and some...
[click "Play" button to hear David Allen speak about "The Challenge"]
In 2003, Telluride local David Allen graduated The University of the South (Sewanee) in economics and environmental studies then promptly moved to Telluride to fish. The guide for Telluride Outside is still fishing, only now his primary target is no longer trout. It's disposable bags. [click"Play" button to hear Susan's interview with Ted Hoff]
In 2000, Telluride audiences saw the (now departed) Lizard Head Theatre Company's production of "Sylvia", A.R. Gurney's hit comedy. The play is about a talking dog, part Lab, part poodle and entirely femme fatale. The comedy's all too familiar barbs about marriage, unspoken needs for connection, a sense of why we are here and feelings about out pets hit never failed to hit their mark: We have met the nut cases and they are us.
"Sylvia" was perfect for a town like Telluride which long ago went to the dogs. I personally know many grown-ups, including some of my friends, who get down on the floor with their canine darlings and shower them with terms of endearment such as "sugar," "my beautiful angel,""pumpkin," and "sweetheart." They – okay, mea culpa, we – spoil our furry friends with treats and marrow bones from Clark's. (A few – and don't ask me who – even stuff them with peanut butter once the marrow is gone, and stick them in the freezer to make doggie popsicles, guilt bones for when we leave them alone in the house.)
