For us any visit to Volunteer Park includes a stop at the Seattle Asian Art Museum. This 2016 visit is at a time in my daughter’s ballet career when everywhere there was a pose.
Always loved the Asian Art Museum! Visiting the Camels brought a smile on an otherwise overcast day. Me in Spring 2010
Visiting Volunteer Park and the art museum was a frequent and favorite time for our family. This photo was taken of my dad, my sister (age 6) and me (age 3) by my mom in 1952. I still enjoy visiting and volunteering 66 years later!
One of my many trips to the Asian Art Museum and Volunteer Park! This occasion I was visiting with my Mom for Mother’s Day in 2014.
1971, Matthew, Cameron & Lisa Ragen, SAAM
Guess one could say we had his back, all two humps of this bearded bactrian beauty. The year was 1954, we fifteen students on a field trip from Bellingham—Western Washington College (now University). Our art instructor was Ruth Kelsey, a brilliant purveyor of what is beautiful as well as what is diverse and worthy of praise. Kudos!
OK, this was taken by my grandfather, Al Bowles, Sr., mere feet from the camel. It depicts my dad, Al Bowles, Jr., and my mom, Jeannie Bowles, way back in 1947. Mom was pregnant with my older brother, Al III (R.I.P.) They are shown sitting by one of the little pools in front of the museum. I’m sorry they’re not on the camel; but this would be one of the oldest photos in your gallery, so I hope you can include it. I was born in Seattle, but raised in Yakima. I didn’t get to see the museum in person, until 1975. Since then, I’ve been to Volunteer Park hundreds of times, and to the museum, many times.