Fall is coming. That's what Labor Day always tells me. School starts, and fall is coming. I love fall, but I'm always sad to see summer wither away. Then again, fall is usually when I go on vacation. Kids are back in school so things are a lot quieter on the road. There aren't as many people in the National Parks so you can get a campsite and enjoy hearing the sounds of nature as opposed to the people who show up with the stereos and portable tvs.
A few years ago I vacationed in Wyoming and South Dakota. Hated the food, loved the views. Was stunned how drastically it had all changed since the last time I'd been through back in the mid-60s. Jackson Hole still took my breath away, not the overrun town, but the mountains and Jenny Lake. Both still breathtaking.
I found this postcard at an estate sale a few years ago. I've never been able to find out anything about the photographer. I've searched online and nada, zip, zero. I would love to see other cards by this person and hope someday I'll find some. This is such a lovely photograph. Water lapping up on the shore, birds landing and taking off from the lake surface, slight nip in the air. Yes, Jackson Hole in the fall is lovely.
UPDATE: Thanks to MrCachet I now have a first name for this photographer which has allowed me to find the following information:
Harrison “Hank” Crandall was born November 23, 1887, in Newton, Kansas, and raised on the Midwest plains. Crandall was inspired as a young boy to photograph the Teton Range after seeing a William Henry Jackson photo of the rugged mountains in a grade school geography book. After studying art at the School of Art and Design in Los Angeles, California, and serving in World War I, Crandall moved west at the age of 25 and settled briefly in Idaho. He first visited Jackson Hole in 1921 and returned the following year with his bride, Hildegard “Hilda,” to make a permanent home. With photographic equipment and camping supplies in hand, the Crandalls spent their first summer scouting locations for photographs, while camping with two friends in what is now Grand Teton National Park. As artist and photographer of the Teton landscape, Crandall became both a Jenny Lake homesteader and a fervent early supporter of the establishment of the park. And with the growth of tourism, Crandall also became one of the earliest concessionaires, selling national park souvenirs and art.
In 1924, he and Hilda homesteaded 120 acres northeast of Jenny Lake and opened the String Lake Dance Pavilion. Although immensely popular with valley residents and “dudes” from local dude ranches, the summer-run, open-air dance hall operated for only 2.5 years because Hank wanted to focus on opening an art studio. He designed his rustic log structure to withstand heavy snows, incorporating sky lights for added natural light and an intricate cross-hatch pattern on the ceiling. Wood from the dismantled dance pavilion was used by local artisans to build the log cabin in 1925 and 1926, and the Crandall Studio opened in 1927. Hand-painted photo postcards of ranch life and the Teton landscape became very popular. Later offerings included paintings, photographs, cameras and film, animal skins, and Navajo rugs. In 1929, when the Snake River Land Company bought the Crandall property, Hank received one of the first concession permits in Grand Teton National Park and relocated his studio nearer to Jenny Lake. It was relocated again in about 1960 and finally moved to its present site in 1991, where the historic building received treatment to rehabilitate and restore its logs, flooring and fireplace.
Crandall’s oil paintings often depicted scenic Teton landscapes but he is also known for paintings of 32 species of wildflowers, which provided an invaluable ecological record of the Jackson valley to the US Biological Service during the 1920s to1940s. Through his art, Crandall became an influential promoter of Grand Teton National Park and the National Park Service, inspiring and informing countless people and future generations. He died in 1970 at the age of 83. His daughter Quita Pownall, an artist herself with formal art training, was occasionally tutored by her father; she hand painted many of the Crandall photographs, including his wildflower panels.
Crandall’s painting will be added to the Teton Collection, which serves as a testament to the crucial role that art has played in preserving Grand Teton National Park and other public lands, and reflects the historic significance of artwork throughout the greater Jackson Hole area. Initiated by the Grand Teton Association (formerly Grand Teton Natural History Association) in the late 1950s, this eclectic art collection features work by John Clymer, Olaus Murie, Conrad Schwiering, Jim Wilcox, Joanne Hennes, and Harrison Crandall. These artists, and many others, found creative inspiration from the Teton landscape, and each skillfully captured the spectacular scenery and wild inhabitants of this region. Much of the Teton Collection is now showcased in the art gallery at the Craig Thomas Discovery and Visitor Center in Moose, Wyoming. The Grand Teton Association is currently in the process of creating an informational brochure to hand out at the gallery that will provide an overview of all the artists and their paintings.
The Jenny Lake Visitor Center — historic Crandall Studio — is located eight miles north of Moose Junction on the Teton Park Road and open daily from late May through late September. (SOURCE: Grand Teton Park New Releases)
And then I found this site, Cayuse Western Americana, which shows more of his work. I also see there is a used book at Amazon by Crandall entitled The Tetons in Pictures with an asking price of $133.53, but there are no images or information about the books contents.
Again, thanks MrCachet for helping me fill-in some pieces. Now I'm kicking myself for not stopping in at the Jenny Lake Visitor Center.
I'd live there.
ReplyDeleteYou're correct about the town. Overpriced everything including antiques, collectibles and art. Did I forget FOOD?
ReplyDeleteI've had dreams about living at Jenny Lake since I first saw it in 1965. It's just stunningly beautiful and tranquil.
ReplyDeleteBut oh my the food. Everything seemed to be deep fried. Not where I ate in the National Park, but everywhere else in Wyoming. I was constantly looking for Subway sandwiches.
I'm working with a lovely old French postcard of a peaceful lake scene, right now. I'll send you the link when it's finished!
ReplyDeleteYes, please. I'd love to see it. Always interested in how people are using ephemera.
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ReplyDeleteThe photographer's name is Harrison Crandall according to my postcard connection. He had studios in Jackson Hole and Jenny Lake as well.
You ought to be able to Google up more than that, but now you have a name.
THANK YOU! My card only had the last name. Now you've filled the void.
ReplyDeleteThis place to me looks on a par with Glen Coe in Scotland. A perfect landscape. The air is changing from summer here in Spain too. A different light in the sky. A paler shade of blue. I really, really like your site.
ReplyDeleteI don't think I got to Glen Coe, but now that you mention it I do see a bit of the highlands in this shot. Definitely.
ReplyDeleteI hope the weather is staying nice in Spain. I've got a friend hiking some well known trail right now and she won't be back for another month.
Glad you enjoy whatever it is I'm doing here. I'm still waiting for my net access to get inline so I can post more. Still hobbled.
Hank Crandall is my great Uncle. My mom and her brother spent numerous summers in the Tetons back in the 1920s. I have a glaciated rock from their homestead near Jenny Lake, and a photo of my own children around a curved tree still existing in the 1980s. Hildegard showed us all around and her house at Moose.
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ReplyDeleteThat's fabulous! Did your family get prints of any of his work? I hope so. I so love this shot of Jenny Lake. It's just beautiful. I hope his negatives were saved.
Thanks for posting this!