Corydon Addison Bushnell produced the photographs in this collection. Born in Eugene, Oregon in 1866, to Jemias Melvina and John Corydon Bushnell. Corydon married Miss Harriet J. Herron in Oregon. A few years later they moved to Seattle where he established the Bushnell Studio in 1902 with E. E. James. Mr. Bushnell worked as a photographer in Seattle until about 1936. He died in Seattle on June 10, 1941.
Pearl Riggs Crouch wrote the accompanying poetry. She is better known
for her book
These four pages formed an artist's book. They have been left in their original order.
12 black and white photographs showing landscapes and animals in the Pacific Northwest, probably Oregon, accompanied by poetry.
Four sheets of grey mould-made paper with letterpress printed poems in two columns along outside edges, original photographs collaged in center of page. Top edge of each sheet with two round holes laced through with ribbon creating binding.
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Source: Jeff Carr, 2002
Processed by Marion Brown, 2008; Heather Robbins, 2013
The images are undated. Dates are approximate.
"Ashland--/ Pearl of the Siskiyous--/ Of opporunity/ possessed,/ In beauty serves/ as the Southern Gate/ to the glories/ of/ The Great Northwest"
"Once in a/ winter-moon/ it falls--/Softly and/ feather-slow--/ Then with the sun/ it vanishes--/ The miracle/ of/ snow."
"I spring/ from snowy heights/ inviolate,/ thru ferny grots/ and tranquil/ willow-shade./ Where silver trout/ dart silently/ and deep,/ And shallow, sunlit/ pools,/ Where chilldren wade."
"Enthroned in rock-set/ ferny grace,/ Woodland maid/ of mystery/ The silver of/ her streaming hair/ rippling over/ wrist and knee"
"Ballet birches/ poise in trio/ pirouetting/ as we pass;/ Evergreens tread/ stately measure,/ While their flounces/ sweep the grass."
"Lake-set fountain,/ silver-bright,/ Radiating/ paths of light;? Midnight tree-winds,/ soft and deep,/ Sing your floating/ swans to sleep."
"Here is the peace/ my heart/ would know--/ My woodland lake/ in the noon's/ warm glow./ A dreaming hour, the wind's soft stir, In circling oak/ and/ conifer."
"One more nut/ at the foot/ of a fir--/ I've burried it close/ to my cache;/ And now that it's safe,/ my winter store--/ I'll flirt/ my feathery tail/ and play."
"One scene/ in memory/ Beloved/ enchantment/lends--/ a quiet/ woodland path/ Leaf-shadowed/ where/ it bends."
"Tennis, horseshoes,/ rest, croquet,/ Bear/ vacation hours/ away./ While refreshing/ breezes blow/ From flowering/ vale/ And skiing/ snow."
"No sound/ but the symphony/ Of pine winds/ low and deep,/ And the croon/ of the river-tide/ in/ its rocky sweep."
"They have journeyed far--/ these woodland/ patriarchs/ And now they reach/ at last/ with eager stride/ The dream/ that kept them plodding/ on their way--/ The shimmer of/ the water's/ singing tide."