On Saturday November 1 we’re having our 15th birthday party! Please excuse us while we celebrate. All Portland cafes will be closing at 2pm, except for the Division cafe which closes at 1pm.
Portland Belmont cafe barista and artist Tim Root has been a Stumptown institution for as long as most of us can remember. In honor of our 15th anniversary, he created this mug, which is paired with a bag of Hair Bender in a gift box emblazoned with one of his drawings.
Tim Root was one of the first baristas Duane hired 14 years ago, and is the artist behind the hilarious and notorious Stumptown ads, often featuring snaggle-toothed old guys with twisted skinny limbs contorted at the mercy of their own bodies, riding skateboards and pounding coffee.
For more on this dude that we’re so lucky to work with, check out this profile about him on our blog.
It’s hard to find a wheel thrown production pottery studio that does this so well, and these folks pay a great deal of attention to consistency and design. ”Even though everything we make is hand thrown, we have a very tight standard when it comes to size and shape,” says co-founder Meghan Wright. “We wanted to make pieces that are simple, timeless, and felt amazing in your hand, and while you drink. We obsessed over the lip of our cups, as well as the handle design until they felt just right.”
The designs of the cups and vessels are very considered before ever even taking clay to wheel – each piece begins with a pencil sketch, next a computer rendering, and finally the pieces are created in clay on the wheel. After a piece is thrown on the wheel, it is dried for a day, then flipped over and trimmed. This is when the stamp is applied to the bottom. Next, the handle is added. Once completely dry, the mugs are fired in a bisque kiln program. The bisque ware is then carefully sanded and checked for flaws, then the glaze is applied.
Meghan says, “The best part of the design process is testing them out, or ‘Research Drinking’ as we like to call it. Have to make sure our favorite beverages taste good in there, right?”
We can relate the family vibe of the studio and can certainly get behind the folks of Mazama who really rally behind creating a community of people drinking things together.
Our custom, limited-edition, hand-thrown Mazama X Stumptown stoneware mug hits the online shop today. Here’s a peek inside their studio in Northeast Portland. SHOP MAZAMA MUG >>
On view October 8th – November 5th
Reception 4-6 Sunday, October 19th
“The focus of this series of etchings was the process in which they were made. Months were spent intensely scratching, scrapping, burnishing, and etching into the surface of large copper sheets. Print proofs were made arbitrarily during this process and then the copper was reworked revealing what lay under the surface.
This series was achieved by adding layers of spray paint, hard ground and sugar to the surface of the copper. Then the exposed areas were bit by acid, scrapped and burnished again and again.
These pieces are a few of the proofs that appeared along the path. A path that continues on, constantly changing.” – Bruce Paulson
3356 SE Belmont Street
On view October 9th – November 26th
Reception 4-6pm Sunday, October 26th
Artist Talk 4-6pm Sunday, November 23
Local process-based artist and community builder Wynde Dyer worked with a team of neighborhood children, aged 5-11, to design a series of colorful quilts channelling the practices and products of Gee’s Bend quilters. Working with poly tarp in lieu of fabric, the quilts create a dissonance between one’s expectation of a quilt–as something soft and warm–and the reality of these utility quilts, which are cold and hard but offer a water resistant barrier against the wet soil of the Pacific Northwest. Perfect for a picnic after the rain. When displayed with backlight they also conjure a stained-glass effect that will brighten any gloomy room of winter. The colorful whimsy of the utility quilts, however, belies the purpose behind the artist’s process, which involved a self-guided process of exposure therapy to overcome deeply-rooted childhood trauma-related aversions to tarp and young humans alike.
Featuring designs by: Issa Cuanalo, 6 / Fayde Edgar, 9 / Zoey Edgar, 6 / Delaney Johnson, 11 / Elliott Johnson, 9 / Logan Horton, 6 / Frankie Lancaster, 6 / Theo Lancaster, 7 / Angel Marks, 10 / Jonathan Marks, 11 / George Marmen-Zehnder, 11 / Justin McGarity, 7 / Mercedes Plancarte, 6 / Parker Powell-Herbold, 8 / Penny Powell-Herbold, 5 / Sebastian Regier, 5 / Antonio Reyes, 11 / Michelle Ruhmshottel, 8 / Zoë Unknown, 6
4525 SE Division Street
I’m used to being awakened by cranky roosters and dogs barking at the crack of dawn when visiting the small coffee communities across rural Latin America. There was nothing unusual about those sounds on this particular crisp morning, but the peculiar noise that rustled me awake this time was different. Once I came to I could make out a muffled, echoing human voice projecting on a loud, crackling P.A. system – the morning news and announcements for the town. The news was mostly communicated in the local indigenous Mixteca dialect, but there was enough Spanish mixed in on one featured point that I could make out some of that message. The voice was announcing a reminder to the village: “Our coffee buyer is in town today, and he wants to meet with all of the local coffee farmers at 11 AM in the town square community center.” I distinctly remember thinking nervously, oh man, this could get interesting. This sure was shaping up to be an exciting day in the remote mountains of Oaxaca, Mexico.
After driving six hours or so over hot, dusty roads from Oaxaca city, we had arrived in the darkening evening just after sunset. It’s always fun to arrive to a place you’ve never seen in the evening. The excitement builds as the light of day reveals a new landscape. I rolled out of bed while the rest of the quiet, clean, organized town was still slowly waking up to their morning routines, and walked out to see an incredible sunrise and stunning view from the town which is high enough to look out over the rugged, morning mist-shrouded Sierra Madre Mountains, all the way to the Pacific Ocean in the distance.
I started the day with a hearty breakfast of fresh steak, eggs, tortillas, and salsa with tomatoes from Cecilio’s garden. Then spent the morning visiting several inspiring farms with thriving, pure, heirloom Bourbon and Typica plants. I walked to the farmer meeting which started right after the local youth brass band rehearsal finished. I wanted to bring a clear message to the assembled farmers: let’s start something special here together with Stumptown and La Sierra Mixteca, a newly formed small group of 100 or so focused hard-working small holder farmers eager to access a new market that rewards quality with top price premiums.
Still buzzing from the community discussion, we walked out of town to spend the afternoon under the hot sun checking out plant nurseries, worm composting stations, and more farms. We finally sat in the shade outside the breezy storage warehouse and polished off a few crates of Corona while sharing stories with several farmers. Sometimes it just all clicks, right place, right time.
I couldn’t be happier or more excited to present the fruits (well seeds, actually) of this pilot project in its first year. This soft, mild, pleasantly citric coffee with lingering chocolate sweetness, is best served at dawn.
Get more information on Mexico La Sierra Mixteca here.