Alejandro, Rori and their son Aurelio go in for a hug in front of the Bike Parade on Friday.

Alejandro grinned while pointing out to his son the enormous spread of bikes—tike-sized to penny-farthing—that gathered in front of Abbott Square in the sunset. It was spelled out on their faces: Alejandro, Rori and their newborn son Aurelio were thrilled by the Bike Parade assembling this past First Friday. “We’ve actually never been here before,” the couple admitted; but between the bustling bike valet parking out front, live music spilling out the doors and—of course—the bike parade, they couldn’t help but stop in.

Rori is a long-term Santa Cruz resident, and definitely longer term than Alejandro who just moved here from Pasadena, but neither had been to the MAH before this Friday. Part of the reason they were so enthusiastic to join in the First Friday festivities was because Rori had caught wind of the major changes taking place within the museum and its ripple into the community. The extravagant bike-couches, jugglers, accordion players and face-painted kids bopping around the museum’s perimeter were enough to seal the deal for their family. Honestly, we’re just excited for Aurelio to be old enough for Kid Happy Hour.

Check out more pictures from the event here. Read about other community experiences at the MAH.

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Rebecca poses in a rustic hat and bandana while Jon snaps a photo.

Children and parents romped in the cardboard forest, collaborators and volunteers facilitated crafts and awareness activities from dozens of tables lining the walls, students and staff engaged each other in immersive group games on the temporarily landscaped third floor; the MAH buzzed from top to bottom on Friday evening for the museum’s Earth Day Jubilee. Two visitors in particular were really channeling the enthusiasm and curiosity coursing through the evening. For good reason. “It’s date day,” Rebecca smirked and shot a knowing glance to her partner Jon as she shared.

Their Friday was devoted to everything cute, everything Santa Cruz: a 4-mile hike at Henry Cowell State Park, reading at the beach, and a visit to the MAH for this dynamic event. Repeat visitors to the museum, the couple laughed and cracked jokes while snapping photos of one another in the Lezin Gallery, en route to take part in some of the art activities in the classroom next door. As far as Date Day was concerned, MAH was an essential part of their downtown experience. And their next stop? Fancy dinner.

newspaper ad for Kate Handley’s hats, c. 1914-1916

A few months ago I bought a hat. I used to wear a lot of hats and still love the look of them. Try as I might to work it into my wardrobe rotation, I’ve never worn my new hat. Maybe if the tag inside said “Handley’s Millinery,” I’d give it a go.

Kate Handley was a local hat-maker. Born in 1857 to Irish immigrants, Kate went to Holy Cross School. She wanted to work in the newspaper business, but the nuns at her school were shocked at her choice of an “unladylike” profession. They steered her to what they thought was a more suitable trade. And so at age 16, Kate moved to San Francisco to apprentice at a milliner’s store.

When she returned to Santa Cruz, Kate set up shop at 138 Pacific Avenue. An 1886 Daily Surf article notes that Kate Handley’s establishment was the place to see “the latest thing out.”

Kate also took out many advertisements in the local paper to drum up business. Although she gave up her girlhood dream of becoming a reporter, Kate still made news even though she wasn’t the one writing it.

In a time when few women had careers outside the home, Kate was a successful businesswoman who for over 50 years helped the women of Santa Cruz look fashionable. And she walked every day from her High St. home to her Pacific Ave. shop.

My favorite Kate Handley hat in the MAH collection is one constructed of rich brown wool and felt. Fiery orange and red feathers flame out of one side while an orderly row of 4 bows decorate the other. I recently put this hat on display at the museum.

I wish had kept the Kate creation out longer. After I returned it to its home in the collection room, I was told that some people visited the museum just to see the Kate Handley hat. Yes, never underestimate the power of an accessory.

Fortunately we have a few Kate Handley hats in the MAH collection; they’re actually quite rare. The thing is many women loved Kate’s hats so much that they wore the heck out of them. Unlike my hat that still sits unworn on top of my dresser, begging to be the latest thing out.

One of Kate Handley’s hats from the MAH’s collection

Rory Calhoun, c. 1954

One of my all-time favorite books is Harper Lee’s To Kill A Mockingbird. When Atticus Finch tells his daughter Scout to never judge someone before walking in their shoes—well, those are fantastic words to live by. Does any footwear apply? What about cowboy boots?

Rory Calhoun’s boots

When my terrific crew of volunteers cataloged the shoes in the MAH’s collection, they came across these boots worn by movie and T.V. actor, Rory Calhoun.

Crafted out of black leather and embellished with red fiery detail, these boots have that worn in feeling–creased and concave near the middle of the foot after much walking and living.

Born in Los Angeles in 1922, Francis Timothy McCown was raised in Santa Cruz. Before he became Rory Calhoun, little Francis had a tough beginning: his dad, a professional gambler, died when he was only nine months old. Francis started getting into trouble with the law by 13. Before he was an adult, Francis was arrested for petty theft, jewelry store robbery, and driving a stolen vehicle across state lines.

After many stays at juvenile detention facilities and a stint at San Quentin prison, you begin to understand the plot of this story: young Francis was headed nowhere. I would not want to walk in these shoes.

Upon turning 21 and wanting to turn his life around, Francis was discovered in the Hollywood Hills while riding a horse (cue the Western music), and changed his name to Rory Calhoun. For the next 50 years, Calhoun used his talent, good looks, and street smarts to establish himself as an actor, mostly appearing in Western films and TV shows.

His famous co-stars include Shirley Temple and Marilyn Monroe. Calhoun enjoyed a successful career, and parlayed a bad boy personality into a bad cowboy persona that lives on in cult films like Motel Hell Angel and Hell Comes to Frogtown (I’ve never seen either movie, but I think I should, if for the titles alone).

Due to the efforts of local columnist and historian Bruce Bratton, Rory made a trip to Santa Cruz in 1993, and stuck his hands and cowboy boots in the wet cement outside of the Nickelodeon Theater in downtown Santa Cruz. The boots were donated to the MAH along with a note that said “These are the boots I wore in Dawn at Socorro.”

Finally little Francis did good, showing his home town that he had made his mark, and it was worth leaving his imprint.

Bruce remembers Rory as a funny and warm man, who joked that the local sheriff was probably still looking for him. Rory Calhoun died in Burbank in 1999. Bruce Bratton attended his funeral. After all, you have to pay respects to the actor that appeared in three films with Marilyn Monroe (that’s a record).

Rory Calhoun’s saga shows us that at times anyone might be led astray through circumstances or choices. But let’s try to remember to not judge until we walk around in someone else’s shoes. Or boots.

Rory Calhoun’s boot prints and signature outside the Nickelodeon Theater

Another beautiful Pop Up Museum flyer made by Anthony Torrano

Last night we threw a charming Pop Up Museum on “Her Story” to celebrate the women who’ve made an impact on society and in our community. The event took place during Women’s History Month and International Women’s Day. Displaying objects from letters to handmade quilts, the museum became a cozy story corner in MAH’s atrium.

The pop up ran in conjunction with LUNAFEST, a traveling short film festival by, for, and about women, which offered an inspiring screening of nine short films.

The other highlight from the night was a historically themed bake sale, in which girls from a local high school baked sweets inspired by famous women in Santa Cruz history. These thematic snacks, which were art pieces in themselves, shared Santa Cruz history in a new, delicious way.

Kate Handley Chocolate Cupcakes were one of the many colorful treats inspired by famous women in Santa Cruz

As we were preparing for this pop up, we experimented with some design elements. Pop Up Museum intern, Katelyn Prevost, came up with the idea of making labels that resembled books. The book shaped labels not only add more dimension, but also remind participants that each object has a story to tell.

book-shaped labels remind participants every object has a story

We also painted cardboard boxes white and used them for pedestals. These pedestals were light n’ easy, and overall aesthetically endearing. As we continue to pop, we’ll continue to play with different design elements that can enhance the museum’s atmosphere.

Check out more pictures from the event on flicker.

But because the stories from past pop ups have been so varied and powerful, we want to show them inside the MAH as well. So, what does this mean?

It means we’ll have monthly Pop Up Museums here at the MAH, in which selected content will be showcased in display cases for a month. Each month we’ll choose a new theme. You’ll be invited to submit an object and story related to the theme. If selected, your object and story will be displayed for a month and contribute to the museum’s rotating exhibitions.

The first month-long Pop Up Museum will open with our upcoming exhibition PHOTO ID. The theme is “My Family” and the deadline to submit is fast approaching: March 15^th 

To be considered for this Pop Up, submit a photo of the object and a 50 word maximum story to Nora Grant via email at norag@santacruzmah.org. The story will serve as the label for your object. Because we’re most interested in why this artifact is meaningful to you, please keep the story in first person. We will display the object- not the photo of the object. The object must be able to fit inside a case that is 2 feet on each side.

Temporary Pop Up Museums will still pop up around Santa Cruz County with different themes and locations, keeping their ephemeral, spontaneous charm. You can stay up to date with upcoming Pop Ups on MAH’s event’s calendar and by following our Pop Up Museum blog.

We are still working out the future details for this new and exciting component to the Pop Up Museum, but are so excited to learn and share your stories!

Who was Marie Holmes? A brothel owner? A prostitute? A haunting apparition on a YouTube video? ,

When her headstone returned to the MAH, a new team of volunteer researchers approached Marie’s history with fresh eyes.  The last investigation into Marie’s past was done in 1997. It was time for a second look.  Why had such a young person choose to end her life, and most importantly, were certain assumptions made about Marie based on fact or cultural bias?   We began a whole new investigation into the life of a figure that has haunted us for over half a century. One thing was clear, working in a house of ‘ill repute’ did not automatically make one a prostitute but, in cultural norms of the time, it did make one ‘questionable’.

Here are the facts of the case as stated in her Sentinel obituary, (May 6, 1898):

Marie Holmes ‘ name was an alias. She never told anyone about her past, but her companions knew she had left a child behind.  She had tuberculosis. Marie came to Salinas first, where she tried to use a pistol to end her life. Afterwards, she moved on to Watsonville and six months later,  Santa Cruz, where she became  “an inmate of  a house of ill repute on Pacific Av.[sic]”  She spoke to a friend, Gladys Mills, on the day she died, about wanting to end her life,  but was talked out of it. Instead, she made dinner reservations, and arranged a ride to the train station the next day.  A half an hour later, she drank carbolic acid and collapsed on the corner of Mission and River Streets.  She died within 15 minutes. She was 21 years old.

Conventional norms of the time stated prostitutes were shunned by the community. Yet, her funeral was an event of beauty: “Floral pieces were on the casket,…sympathy from her companions down whose cheeks the tears coursed….A choir sang….Beautiful and tender were the sentiments …”  (Santa Cruz Daily Surf May 6, 1898)  All paid by the woman Marie had lived with.

Further analysis of obits, previous historians’ notes and opinions, we found out Marie burned “all the letters she recently received.”  A five cent piece was found in her purse.   Frank Towne, the son of a former county supervisor, was the man she had engaged to take her to the train. Marie gave him a pink carnation. A half hour later, she was dead.

Marie’s true last name was either Phelps or Phillips, according to historian Phil Reader’s notes . A transcription of this letter (written in 1927), found by Reader at the University of Wyoming archives, (UW later wrote back that the letter was not in their archives), detailed Marie’s now grown daughter, Lisa, searching and finding her mother’s headstone with full knowledge of her mother’s past.  Sometime after this, the headstone was removed from its plot. It was later found by a young homeless man, discarded in a deep canyon. This man, like Marie was, is fighting cultural assumptions about his place in this community. If anything, more questions about Marie have arisen, reminding us to challenge convention and use our personal assumptions as investigative leads, rather than substitutions to the truth. Thank you, Marie and, welcome back.

What’s next? A full search for Lisa Phelps/Phillips, finding a hard copy of her letter, and perhaps even a living descendant are the next steps in closing this case.  Join our Archive Team at Evergreen@santacruzmah.org.

Dramatic yet cozy, The Red’s Victorian Gothic aesthetic created the perfect atmosphere for a Pop Up Museum on “F my Ex”

The Pop Up Museum on “F my Ex” held at local bar, The Red, invited people to bring something from a failed relationship– art, cd’s, old clothes, etc– and share their breakup stories over cocktails and a roaring fireplace.

The result was a powerful gathering of friends and strangers sharing highly intimate stories and objects. See more pictures on MAH’s facebook album.

Inspired by the Museum of Broken Relationships, we wanted to throw a Pop Up that got at the raw, emotional pain of heartbreak. For those unaware, the Museum of Broken Relationships exhibits personal belongings and stories from people all over the world. As they put it,

The Museum offers a chance to overcome an emotional collapse through creation: by contributing to the Museum’s collection…Our societies oblige us with our marriages, funerals, and even graduation farewells, but deny us any formal recognition of the demise of a relationship, despite its strong emotional effect.

The exhibited objects transformed into vehicles for human connection, gaining new associations and meanings.

The emotional effects of failed relationships are strong to say the least. Arresting, sometime debilitating, we often don’t know what to do with ourselves, let alone the objects left behind. We offered people a chance to confront and reclaim the physical leftovers of past loves by sharing them with others.

In addition to the participants’ objects, the MAH exhibited a few items from our permanent collection, including a turn-of-the century diary detailing an adulterous marriage.

Having “F my Ex” the day before Valentines Day gave it a thematic boost. “F my Ex” is often a subtext of bar conversations (especially those held around Valentines), thus the theme gave people a legitimate reason so share love stories. Supported by visually powerful objects, the conversations didn’t just consist of drunk lamenting— though The Red’s Pop Up Happy Hour Special didn’t hurt.

This beautiful flyer hand-drawn by Pop Up Museum Intern, Anthony Torrano, caused many smiles but surprised a few MAH members.

Not everyone brought something to exhibit, or knew of the event at that, but it didn’t take long for most bar patrons to be sharing “F my Ex” stories.

“F my Ex” is a bold theme, perhaps equally attractive, as it is off-putting. When distributing flyers, many recipients laughed, saying “f*** yeah,” “this is awesome” or something of the likes. But in promoting the event on MAH’s newsletter, we upset one of our longtime MAH members and history lovers, who was concerned the theme misrepresented the holiday.

This disparate audience response raised questions over how we should target Pop Up Museums – which are more so for nontraditional audiences – to our Museum’s traditional audience.

Museum director Nina Simon asked, “should we pull our traditional audience along with us to this new world of programming, or are we developing this new program to build a bridge to people with different concerns and hangups?”

We don’t have the answers yet. But we believe the tension that arises with more daring themes will help us learn more about our potential audience, as well as what kinds of programming people expect from a museum. Are people less likely to participate in an establishment which promotes events they find occasionally offensive?

Perhaps we can consider the Pop Up Museum as MAH’s wacky cousin— slightly remote, unpredictable, and less constrained to traditional expectations, the Pop Up Museum explores social and individual behavior through isolated thematic contexts. Each Pop Up is a unique social project, one that not only experiments with social interaction through physical media, but people’s expectations of the “museum experience.”

a close-up of Lillian Heath’s portrait of Mayor William F. Cooper

Painted by local artist Lillian Heath, Mayor Cooper is shrouded in green and tan drapery, his lined face (attributes of wisdom and knowledge) house brown eyes that gaze reassuringly at the viewer. This is a man you can trust. His long white beard completes his wise look, and reminds me of an Old Testament figure. The effect is on purpose, allowing the viewer to imagine the mayor as an almost divine being from a different time than when it was painted. I’m pretty sure Mr. Cooper didn’t walk around town in garb like that, even if it was 19^th century Santa Cruz. Doesn’t he look like an extra from the movie, The Ten Commandments?

Mayor Cooper appears to be an honorable man, and by all accounts he was. Born in Gettysburg, Pennsylvania, William F. Cooper came to Santa Cruz in 1849, and opened the Cooper Brothers Mercantile Store with his brother on Main Street (now Front Street, where the MAH is now). William was known to be kind to the Native Americans at the Santa Cruz Mission, and according to local historian Margaret Koch, he “slipped many a sack of flour or bag of beans or warm blanket to some…” Hmmm, not exactly parting the Red Sea, but random acts of kindness are admirable.

The portrait of Mayor Cooper was painted in the neo-classical style, which was all the rage in mid to late 19^th century art. Neo-classicism portraiture and history painting get a bad rap now, due mainly to the overly romanticized images used to heighten the importance of their subjects. Was George Washington an amazing general and president? By all account he was. Did he cross the Delaware looking as steadfast and dapper as depicted in numerous paintings? I’m guessing not.

I love history paintings like the portrait of Mayor Cooper. When we first accepted the painting into the collection, the MAH’s collections management committee had some lively discussions about it. Is this questionable art with a good story or just weird? Is this art or is it history? I think it’s both and that’s what makes it so wonderful for our collection. And the role of Moses is played by Mayor Cooper.

Mayor Cooper hanging in the MAH’s collection room

So we collaborated with NextSpace, a coworking community who provides a professional atmosphere and networking opportunities upon membership, to throw a Pop Up Museum during their weekly happy hour. The Pop Up Museum was open to NextSpace members only, allowing the museum to be a fun twist on a private social event. In fact, Grasshopper.com recognizes the Pop Up Museum as a community builder in their blog post.

The Pop Up Museum pops off at NextSpace

The theme for this Pop Up Museum was “Taking a Risk.”

People were invited to bring an object that symbolized a professional, personal, or physical risk they’ve taken in their life, and share their stories as they sipped red wine and enjoyed cookies donated from Pacific Cookie Company.

Within a few minutes of setting up, members began filling the frames with risk-taking tokens and writing stories on blank labels. Check out our digital exhibit on Pinterest.

As objects trickle in, people gather around the display table.

Not everyone who showed up to the happy hour knew to bring something to share, but that didn’t stop them from participating. Inspired by the theme and other exhibitors, people pulled objects from around the room and placed them in frames, coming up with stories on the fly. An impromptu pop up pursued.

This spontaneous thinking demonstrates how the Pop Up Museum encourages people to rethink the stuff and space around them. What happens when you take a dollar out of a wallet and put it in a frame? The dollar becomes objectified and aestheticized. It becomes a symbolic object suggestive of a story. The Pop Up Museum can transform the ordinary into the extraordinary in a casual and even spontaneous fashion. A common workspace becomes a playful gallery.

A dollar becomes a symbol for taking a financial risk

It is also true that people inspire people. Because other members were participating, those who didn’t bring objects wanted to join in on the fun.

After doing this personalized pop up, we realized the Pop Up Museum is a great format for groups who want to add a dash of structure or creativity to any social event. One man mentioned he was inspired to have a Pop Up Museum at his next dinner party.

Simple, yet malleable, you can tailor the museum to fit your event— including private parties. Why not throw a Pop Up Museum at your next birthday party? Or staff meeting? Or family reunion? There’s not one way to POP, and the Pop Up Museum is your opportunity to explore different means of bringing people together.