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Helmi Juvonen just wanted her love returned. It wasn't. She was in love with Mark Tobey, her fellow artist. Everyone knew he was gay. Nevertheless, she circulated an announcement of their (nonexistent) wedding (above). She would be hospitalized for psychiatric reasons several times throughout her life.
But in her desire to marry Tobey, it was like she wanted to marry art itself. (And sleep with it on a feather bed.)
She wrote to him, on a 1956 flower painting, "Mon Sweet Mark, I am busy painting pictures for our big exhibition so we can make lots of money and get hitched. Pablo Picasso can be our best man. Just remember—feather beds are best. Love toujours, Helmi."
Juvonen had her first museum exhibition at the Frye in 1976. Shortly before she died in 1985, another classic Northwest outsider/eccentric figure, Wesley Wehr, arranged for several of her drawings and prints to become part of the Frye's collection.
This fall, her works are seen in a tender little show in a tiny little room at the back of the museum, along with some of her letters, in her upper-case, underlined handwriting. Carolee Schneemann would love the fact that Juvonen often writes about her cats.
You can easily miss this little exhibition, but that would make Helmi sad, so don't. It's called Dispatches to You (R.S.V.P.).
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