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Objection to soaking

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The results of recent public opinion survey commissioned by the City Council and paid for by Malibu taxpayers could not be more clear. The people of our city do not want to increase their bonded indebtedness to pay for additional open space or recreational facilities for our kids. This is not because we do not want these amenities for our community. We simply understand that there are ways to obtain these things for the city without soaking the taxpayers for millions of dollars in bonds and interest payments.

Our City Council does not seem to understand that we want them, as our representatives, to open their minds to ways we can get more open space and recreational facilities without higher taxes and indebtedness. It’s time the council started to seriously negotiate with landowners to determine how these private sector companies would provide these amenities as part of their modest proposals for Malibu.

Without this kind of rational discussion and negotiation, Malibu will never be able to increase our store of public open space. Even worse, without these negotiations it’s unlikely the city would be able even to maintain the level of recreational facilities and sports fields we now have for our kids, let alone increase the level to meet projected higher demand in coming years.

The time to make these things happen is now. The City Council has the ability to make it happen and the people of this city want them to get on with the business they were elected to conduct — making Malibu a better place for all of us, including our children, to live.

Bob M. Cohen

Advancing color

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“Honesty,” says Malibu artist Fay Singer. That’s what art is about.

“As an artist, when I walk into a room, I recognize an artist’s work. Only they could have done that canvas, which means they are exposing themselves.” She insists we see honesty, not style or technique. “Picasso opened a lot of his soul,” she says.

Art is also about commitment. “People sometimes tell me I’m so talented. I look at them and say, ‘I really believe 10 percent is talent, 90 percent is hard work.'”

Art is also about a statement. “If you don’t have anything to say, you won’t have a good painting. You can study technique from today ’til doomsday, but you need something to say.

Describing selected of her works, which are are on exhibit at the McLean Gallery, she clearly articulates her artistic viewpoint, even though she claims her thoughts are better expressed on canvas than in words.

“I will always start from nature. Then, I move it around to reveal what my response is. The things I remember are the things that are the most important to me. This is the essence of what impressed me.” She will not work from photographs, relying instead on her visual retention.

She stands in front of her “Still Life with Oranges.” “When I do still-life fruits, I’m really looking for the soul. I’m not trying to copy nature. God did it first, and He did it better. I’m looking for symbols, and I’m looking for the soul of the orange.”

She points to the oranges. “They’re not all equal. I was more interested in the composition and the vertical that reaches up and supports this bowl of oranges.

“Normally, a still life is in the center. I was more interested in the eye movement. You enter the painting in the lightest area and you’re pulled up into the bowl of oranges. You know the light is coming from the right, but you start moving into it from the bottom.

“The important thing in a composition is that your eye does not leave the canvas. Each area must relate to another area.”

Singer moves to her “Chateau in Provence.” “When you are in the Provence area of France, there are always those villages up on a hill, and the houses are formed around the church, and the church always has a steeple rising. I came back three or four months later, and I remembered it and I painted it. The steeple is covered in clouds, but you know it’s there.”

She compares that canvas to her “St. Paul de Vence,” also a steeple in a French village. “The other has a lighter feeling, with more rural character. St. Paul is heavier, more a feeling of weight, maybe a Medieval influence — the weight of centuries.

Her “Balcony View at Santa Marguerita” has yet another feel, in dusty pinks and purples, representative of the Italian Mediterranean hillside scene. “I was fascinated with the architecture of the intersecting planes,” she says, “and the greenery, and the Bay of Ligery, and the serene and peaceful architecture. This was my feeling toward what I had seen.” She sketched the scene and noted the colors used to paint the houses. “The way the air hits it makes it lavender. They were wonderful colors. They make you smile. You see these wonderful shapes, and there’s a sense of well being. It’s been there forever.”

Sometimes she sees softness and pastels. “Sometimes I see jazz,” she says, pointing to a boldly colored, curvilinear “Still Life with Keyboard.” Sometimes she paints confrontational works, challenging the viewer.

Born in Cleveland, she attended Flora Stone Mather College (“the girls’ school”) at Case Western Reserve University, where she majored in psychology and minored in sociology, political science and mathematics.

She remains six units and a thesis away from her Ph.D. at UC Berkeley. “But what I really wanted was art, which I think is hilarious,” she says.

She studied art extensively throughout Europe and with faculty of the Cleveland Institute of Art and at UCLA. She has exhibited throughout Los Angeles and is a member of the Malibu Art Association.

To support herself, she worked as a technical librarian, setting up a research library at TRW. “I’d learn everything about the job, then I’d quit,” she says. “But always, at night and on the weekends, I painted and studied and worked and was involved in art.” So, in 1960, she asked herself, “If I had six months to live, what was I missing?” She went to Europe, “for as long as the money lasted,” and spent eight months painting and visiting museums.

Since then, and to this day, she has painted every day. It is important, she says, to devote one’s life to one’s art, to the exclusion of social activities, of anything in life that would take the artist away from art. She immerses herself in her studio from 8 a.m. to 4 p.m., at a minimum. Sometimes neighbors see her lights on at midnight. “But I do try to make dinner for Ray.”

Ray Singer is the man she married, in 1961. He formerly supervised the art department at Hughes Research Laboratories and designed the original seal of the city of Malibu; he now serves as president of the Malibu Optimists. She continued with volunteer work, setting up a department of gerontology at Mount Sinai hospital, then writing operational manuals to transfer the department to Cedars of Lebanon. She also volunteered at Malibu’s first courthouse.

The Singers built their home at Las Tunas beach, designing the studio as the biggest room in the house. “It took me three years to do a seascape because I would go out on the deck and see the whole Pacific Ocean,” she says. “I see it completely differently. I did not want to do a traditional seascape.”

Singer is pleased to be on exhibit at the McLean Gallery. “I have not enjoyed working with any gallery more than I have enjoyed working with Denise,” she says. “There has to be mutual honesty and mutual respect. I think Malibu is very lucky to have this gallery here.

“Art is food for the soul — art and music and theater. I think people have to be reminded of this.”

In addition to Singer’s larger oil-on-canvas works, the exhibit includes three affordable oils-on-paper and several small India-ink drawings.

The paintings of Fay Singer remain on exhibit through Jan. 3 at McLean Gallery at the Malibu Country Mart. Tel. 456-2226.

For peace and quiet

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After reading the letter in your paper today from the Malibu Association of Contractors, I understand that a vote is/was scheduled for Dec. 14 concerning a ban on Saturday construction. I’d like to begin by saying that I hope that the council approves/approved and implements such a ban. I also wish to applaud one Ms. Kay Patterson for her thoughtful letter to your paper. She has articulated the feelings of many residents in Malibu. As such, she does not deserve the rude letter that was drafted in response to her own letter by the contractors. She made some very well-thought-out arguments for the case of banning construction in Malibu on Saturdays.

I have lived in Malibu for over 10 years and not a week has gone by when there has not been some sort of construction project in the vicinity of the neighborhood where I live with my wife and family. While it is a positive sign of the economy and a necessary part of life that things be constructed, it is also not an absolute necessity to do it in excess of the normal work week of five-days-a-week. Especially in a community such as Malibu that lends itself to the quiet side of nature and the inherent peace of its surroundings.

Construction is the most disruptive activity that exists that is contrary to Malibu’s “Way of Life.” Allowing the construction to continue on Saturdays does not contribute to anything positive for the majority of Malibu’s residents. It only favors a small fraction of those who work in the construction business and those who are involved in building projects. The noise of one construction project in a neighborhood can negatively impact and affect more than an entire block of residents. The sound of construction noise carries for quite a way from where it actually takes place.

While some might argue that construction work on Saturdays allows certain individuals to moonlight from their Monday-Friday jobs, this is not a strong enough argument to counter the hardship that the noise from construction crews and equipment causes to those who live around it. If it is necessary for an individual to supplement their income, they should seek work in a community that is not so opposed to, or so affected by, weekend construction. There must have been a strong argument to prohibit Sunday construction — the same principles surely apply to Saturday.

I trust that if not now, then soon, the City Council will agree to ban Saturday construction here in Malibu. In its favor, it will contribute to the peace and tranquility of an entire community without the noise of work crews, nor the dirt and fumes of their equipment. I react in disbelief when I am with my family on the same road as barreling construction vehicles, who seem to have no regard for the safety of others. As it is, 60 hours a week, as it currently stands, seems to be a sufficient number of hours to allow a construction crew to work on any given project during a week.

Ronald Danner

Commissioners debate free speech

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In another installment in the series of verbal clashes over free speech, the Planning Commission Monday again debated whether members may communicate independently with the press.

In a previous meeting, Commissioner Charleen Kabrin chided Commissioners Ed Lipnick and Ken Kearsley for airing their views on the proposed hillside housing ordinance in letters to local newspapers. Doing so, Kabrin said, could “politicize” an issue and interfere with the commissioners’ work.

At Monday’s meeting, Lipnick responded to the criticism by arguing that it is “perfectly appropriate” for commission members to express their views on ordinances and zoning laws in the press.

Lipnick said he sees the Planning Commission as serving both quasi-judicial and legislative functions, and that the dual roles permitted more freedom of expression when the commission is addressing changes to local laws. Expressing an opinion in advance of a hearing on a variance request, he said, would be “incorrect.”

But drafting a proposed ordinance is “definitely a political function,” he said. “And in a political function, it is perfectly appropriate to discuss, to lobby to try and convert people to your point of view.”

He said he did not regard Kabrin’s earlier comments as a personal attack, “but to accuse someone of politicizing a political matter is very strange.”

Chair Jo Ruggles, who had not weighed in during the previous clashes over freedom of expression, disputed Lipnick’s assertion that politics could not be avoided on the Planning Commission. She said commission members are expected to set their political and personal agendas aside.

“When I was chair in the past, I made it very clear to the commissioners that this body would not be a political forum for personal politics,” she said.

Ruggles said she wanted the commissioner to “stick strictly to the issues” and not engage in personal attacks. “While I’m chair, we’re going to try and follow that,” she said.

Vice Chair Andrew Stern then inadvertently offered up an example of one of the challenges of free speech: how political expression by one person may be read by another as a personal insult.

He complained that a letter to the editor from Kearsley on the hillside housing ordinance had offended him. In that letter, Kearsley complained about a vote the commission had taken, and he closed with the Biblical quotation, “Forgive them Father for they know not what they do.”

Stern said he understood the letter to be communicating that the majority of the commission did not understand the matter on which they had voted.

“I resented that,” he said. “And I think it was wrong and personally offensive.”

Kearsley attempted to respond to Stern’s comments, but Ruggles would not permit him to speak.

In other matters, the commission, in a unanimous vote, granted a homeowner on Malibu Beach Road the right to extend his deck further out than the zoning code allows. On a 3-to-2 vote, with Lipnick and Kearsley voting no, the commission refused to approve the site plan review for two homes on Gayton Place, one 24 feet high and the other standing 26 feet. Ruggles and Kabrin said the houses were too large and were not consistent with the neighborhood in Zuma Canyon.

Take care of animals

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“The owners will be cited for allowing animals to create a dangerous public hazard,” are the words I have always hoped to hear. Malibu is a community that takes it too lightly as to the whereabouts of their animals.Your young children are not running around unsupervised, but when it comes to animals, ask yourself how many pets have you seen dead on the road. Every sympathetic excuse can be heard as to why their pet is lost or dead.

I hope that Lori and Larry Gray will pay, because quite frankly I think that this is what it might take for some action of responsibility for animals. The Grays letter to the editor thanking all involved is probably a good political move on their part, hoping things won’t be too harsh on them. I hope we can take responsibility of owners to their pets and implement fines for animals running free, causing potential loss of life from swerving cars and not to say the trauma to the animal to be lost, stolen or killed!

So before anyone feels angry about my feelings, isn’t this really for the well being of all involved?

Mrs. Gold

Task force at work on PCH safety

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Following years of traffic injuries and violent deaths on Pacific Coast Highway, Assemblywoman Sheila Kuehl, whose district includes Malibu, has pulled together several organizations to solve the problem.

Special task force committees organized this fall to identify and solve traffic control and safety issues along Pacific Coast Highway are reportedly making headway with active representation among the various organizations and law enforcement agencies charged with supervising the highway.

Kuehl, who called for the task force nearly a year ago said, “I was pleased at how enthusiastic the whole panoply of participants was to join and stay in the process. There were so many disparate concerns. Everyone was so willing to find the points of agreement and just begin to solve the problems that I have great hope for cooperation in the future.”

Primarily, the committees are attempting to create a memorandum of understanding among the local, county, and state law enforcement officials, Caltrans and a variety of groups concerned with safety and traffic issues. There have been a series of meetings with the next one planned for early next year to deal with jurisdiction assignments covering everything from signage to traffic signals. Among the considerations are whether to put medians along portions of the highway to prevent head-on collisions, changeable signage to warn people of PCH road closings in advance and determining a priority of assignments for prompt repair of traffic signals.

Kuehl said the difference motorists will be able to detect from the task force effort will be noticeable more in the form of preventive measures. “The difference will be seen in how decisions are made by the various authorities in terms of whether we need more signals, more signage, safety rails and turn lanes.” According to Kuehl, “As drivers on the highway we really don’t notice these things, but I think they go a long way toward easing traffic congestion and making the road safe.”

The task force intends to be in place for several years, according to Kuehl, noting its plan to focus long-term on geological issues facing PCH. “Over the next 50 years, Mother Nature will not leave us alone,” Kuehl said. “She’ll batter us from the seaside and crumble from the mountainside, and we’ll have our hands full keeping the highway open.” Kuehl said she is pleased the task force will be in place to treat these matters from a position of maintenance rather than a state of emergency.

December 24, 1998

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Taking two aspirin

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It’s the holiday season. Everything is decorated and lit up. A steady stream of cookies, candy and cakes is crossing The Malibu Times threshold. The holiday cards are hung out for all to see, and e-mail messages are arriving with missives of holiday cheer. The Yule log is burning, the eggnog gurgling in the big stone pot. Well, maybe that’s overstating it a bit, but you get the general idea. Holiday season was in full swing, and life was good. Then it happened. Tragedy struck.

The Malibu Times caught a social disease.

It started innocently enough. Someone said, “Something’s not right,” and they were correct. Every time we tried to use it there was pain and dysfunction. Immediately the recriminations began, and then the alibis.

“It wasn’t me.” “I didn’t bring it in.” “It couldn’t be me. I always take precautions.” Everyone denied starting it, but we all knew somebody had done it. Somebody had brought a computer virus into The Malibu Times. The little, universally cheerful Macman face, in the middle of the Mac screen, had turned sad and sour looking, and the computer refused to boot.

For the better part of the first day, we all ran around in circles shouting, “Oh my God! Oh my God!” because we didn’t know what it was we had nor how we would ever get out the paper. It wasn’t until our computer repair guru told us the bad news, which was really the good news because at least now we knew what we had and began to see what we had to do. The problem is we had been passing our floppies back and forth to each other, totally unprotected. Now we were paying the price for our profligate ways.

Morale plummeted. People grew suspicious of each other. Everyone felt they were clean but no one knew who else wasn’t nor who they could trust and who might reinfect them. Then slowly, ever so slowly, we tested everyone, one at a time. We dumped every old floppy. We brought in a tough virus protector, and we made everybody use it. Slowly, we nursed ourselves back to health.

Since this is a holiday story, I’m happy to say as we go to press with this Christmas edition that our health seems to be returning, barring any relapse.

If you’re one of our advertisers, and you notice we may not be using your most recent ad, we ask you to forgive us because we were afraid to recontaminate ourselves. It’s going to take us a few more issues to get it all cleaned up.

The strangest part about it is that a computer virus is really like a public health epidemic. You begin to realize the casual things you do in the normal work day could be a problem. All those things that are almost automatic suddenly become potentially dangerous.

It’s also a crystal ball into the future. I really haven’t given much thought to planning for the Y2K problem they’re predicting will come with the millennium. Let me tell you that I am now because without computers the world stops and chaos reigns.

So I wish you all a very happy and healthy and virus-free world and a happy holiday season from Karen and myself and all of us here at The Malibu Times.

‘T’was — Malibu Style

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T’was the night before Christmas and throughout Malibu town,

No noses were frozen, no snow fluttered down,

No children in flannels were tucked into bed,

For kids here wear dwarfish pajamas instead.

To make wreaths of ice plant, t’was not very hard,

For non-native vegetation grows in every back yard.

In the houses, Dads and Moms adorned the trees

With lights and popcorn and candy from See’s.

The sleeping kiddies were dreaming in glee,

Hoping to find skateboards under the tree.

They all knew that Santa was well on his way,

In a Sports Utility Vehicle, instead of a sleigh.

Soon Santa arrived and got right to work,

He hadn’t a second to linger or shirk.

He whizzed up the highway, zoomed down old Malibu road,

In an Eddie Bauer Special, delivering his load.

The sultry moon gave Malibu a glow,

And lighted the way for Santa below.

As he jumped from the Explorer he gave a wee chuckle,

He was dressed in cutoff’s with a Western belt buckle,

Malibu hasn’t many chimneys, but that caused him no gloom,

For Santa came in through the north entry room.

He stopped at each house, stayed only a minute,

Emptying his sack of goodies that were in it.

Before he departed, he treated himself

To a glass of carrot juice sitting on the shelf.

He turned with a jerk and flew back to the car,

Remembering he still had to go very far.

He ground the gears and took off in a dash

And up Highway 1 he went like a flash.

I heard him exclaim as he drove out of sight

Merry Christmas to each and to every Malibu-ite.

Tom Fakeheny