The Camano Arts Association (CAA) is a non-profit organization working to help our local community connect with art and to support local artists and educational programs. If you would like to help with our mission, consider joining as an artist or patron or by donating. Visit:  WWW.CAMANOARTS.ORG.

CASA’s mission is to bring together animals in need and caring people, forever enriching their lives. 
To fulfill their mission, Casa educates the public on the importance of spaying and neutering including referrals to low-cost clinics in the area and encourage owners of reclaimed animals to microchip their pets by explaining why it is important.CASA is a 501(c)(3) animal welfare organization and animal shelter. Consider supporting CASA  Read more

198 Can Ku Road Camano Island, Washington - (360) 387-1902

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The Art Gallery of SnoValley is an artist run gallery in historic downtown Snoqualmie exhibiting fine art from local artists in a wide range of mediums and prices. Featuring designer jewelry, art glass, woodwork, ceramics and sculpture. The gallery is owned and operated by the Mt Si Artist Guild and offers visual art classes, painting workshops and provides open studio space for both the established and emerging artist. Also happy to be serving as the Visitor Information Center for the City of Snoqualmie.  Please drop in! Click to learn more about the Art Gallery.

The Mt. Si Artist Guild is a non-profit organization whose mission is to foster and promote the visual fine arts through encouragement, education and events.  Click to learn more about the Guild and the artists. 

Gallery location: 8130 Railroad Ave,  Snoqualmie  WA  98065   (425)213-9321 - Open Tuesday - Sunday 11:00 AM TO 5:00 PM

The gallery is located at 8700 271st Street NW in downtown Stanwood.

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Each painting of the Soft Floral series is 24" x 24". Anne is an award-winning artist who has exhibited her paintings professionally for more than 15 years.  Learn more about her outstanding artwork at www.annewatersart.com

The gallery has a new show up this month called "Creatures Great & Small". The front of the gallery is filled with lots of animals.

The Kirkland Art Walk this month is Friday, September 14th  2018 from 5-8 pm. Parklane Gallery - 130 Park Lane, Kirkland, WA 425-827-1462

The slab showed up unannounced, a 4 foot by 4 foot concrete square sitting at the edge of the little park I caretake, a mystery to me. Maybe the county had decided to bring in artwork, who knows, maybe a commemorative sculpture of me, Ranger Daddle. I know, not too likely given the fact the county may not know the park even exists or if they do, who is doing the maintenance. But a mystery, like winning the Lottery, is mostly about firing our greedy imaginations.

A week went by … then two. A month. No bronze Skeeter appeared one morning. No plaque. Nothing. Just that square of concrete poured apparently by hand in the dark of night either by aliens or South End tricksters. I mowed around it and pondered its meaning the way astronauts in 2001: A Space Odyssey pondered the Black Obelisk, knowing only that some intelligence had brought it, who knows whether for good or ill. All I knew was I wouldn’t be moving it, not a half ton of concrete.

After a few weeks I stopped paying attention to my mystery square, stopped guessing what its Maker intended, stopped seeing it at all … until a few days ago when the phone booth showed up, one of those rectangular booths from a time just before the cellphone made public telephones obsolete. Clark Kent would have to change in a McDonalds bathroom hereafter and every citizen, no matter how impoverished, would need to purchase a personal phone and a plan.

And yet … here was the Last Phone Booth on the South End, possibly in America, maybe even the world!! In my park. Under my care. Which, considering I do not own a cellphone, is Totally Apropos, as if the Gods of Wire Transmission or the Ghost of Alexander Graham Bell had anointed me Keeper of the Dial Tone.

Of course it arrived without a working phone, just a payphone with no incoming line off the street. Most gifts, if you think about it, come with strings attached. Mine did, but not the useful ones. Nevertheless, I’m the Ranger, an American Dr. Who with his very own nonfunctioning Tardis. I would find a Way, count on it, because that’s my job. The concrete square was, it turns out, my new purpose, better, I suspect, than winning the Lottery where the end of my days would be filled with South Enders begging for loans.

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