DePaula Chevrolet does not listen to me

Last August, I wrote a blog post about how DePaula Chevrolet still thinks that I own my 2005 Saturn Ion “Cardachrome,” even though I got rid of it nearly two years ago.  After a blog post and a few calls over to the dealership, they agreed that I shouldn’t be receiving these zombie e-mails and that they would make sure such e-mails would stop.

I took them at their word.  I mean, these guys have taken care of repairs and maintenance on every car I’ve ever owned.

Last Wednesday, I received an e-mail from DePaula Chevrolet.  Here’s a screen capture of what they sent me.


Okay, read that very carefully.  “You may have a limited time until the manufacturer warranty expires on your Saturn Ion.”  This was sent last Wednesday, September 30th, 2014.

In other words… DePaula still thinks I own Cardachrome, and they’re still sending me zombie solicitation e-mails for me to trade in and sell my car to them.  And this was barely a month after they promised me I wouldn’t receive any more of these “You own a 2005 Saturn Ion and we want you to trade it in for another car” e-mails.


So essentially, when they told me I wouldn’t receive these e-mails any more, I now have to assume that they were just patting me on my head and sending me on my merry way, and then probably laughing behind my back and planning another batch of zombie e-mails to drive me nuts.

And you’re probably reading this blog post and saying to me, “For crying out loud, Chuck, it’s just junk e-mail.  They probably made a mistake and forgot to delete you from this list.”

I’m not buying that theory.  See, this type of e-mail is designed so that if you open it, it’s supposed to look as if someone from DePaula Chevrolet took the time to write you a personal letter about your car.  You’re supposed to believe that a conscientious employee at DePaula wants to help you upgrade your old Saturn Ion to a new car, or maybe sell you an aftermarket warranty so that your car will remain roadworthy and you will have peace of mind should something break on the vehicle.

Yeah, we all know that those aftermarket warranties barely cover the replacement of the keychain.  And this car was a 2005 Saturn Ion.  How many manufacturers’ warranties last for ten years?

But here’s the thing that bothers me.  I asked DePaula to stop sending me notices about a car that I haven’t owned in two years.  They said they would acquiesce.  And as you can see, they didn’t.

Eventually, after several calls to DePaula, I did get in touch with a DePaula representative, who told me that DePaula Chevrolet DIDN’T send out that e-mail.  In fact, that e-mail may have actually been generated by General Motors itself, under DePaula Chevrolet’s banner or imprint.  Eventually the DePaula representative gave me a number to call (1-800-553-6000) to get my name removed from THAT mailing list (and she swore that my name wasn’t on any of DePaula’s internal mailing lists), but after I tried the 1-800 number a few times, it kept sending me into a phone jail.  ARRGH.

And that irritates me.

So here’s the deal, DePaula Chevrolet.  Since you couldn’t follow through with what you promised, I believe there are ways in which you can make this up for me.  Those ways would include either:

  • A full and through car detailing of my ’06 Chevrolet Cobalt, free of charge.
  • Oil, power steering fluid and transmission fluid change for my ’06 Chevrolet Cobalt, free of charge.
  • Free one-weekend use of either of your floor-display vintage Corvette Stingrays.  Maybe the powder blue one, I really like that.  ‘Cause I’m thinking of going to Atlantic City for the weekend, and what better way to go gambling than in style…

Realistically, I’m not asking for much.  Just an acknowledgement that you (or General Motors) not only made a mistake in soliciting me with a car that I CLEARLY TOLD YOU I don’t own any more, but that you hope to make things right.

Because right now, I’m not feeling like DePaula Chevrolet values me as a customer.  I’m feeling like I’m someone whom the company can’t even bother to remember which car I own or which car I don’t own any more.  I’m not Chuck Miller, valued General Motors loyalist and devotee of DePaula Chevrolet, so much so that I even asked them to put a DePaula Chevrolet license plate frame on my current car’s license plate.  It’s almost as if I’m just some nameless, faceless, meaningless consumer.

And if you guys aren’t willing to treat me like a valued customer…

Then I’m sure that when I need dealer repairs on the Blackbird, or if I decide I want a new General Motors vehicle some day, that there’s another General Motors dealership in the Capital District – perhaps DeNooyer or Northstar or Otto – that will.

I don’t mean to be difficult.  But I also don’t want any more 2005 Saturn Ion zombie e-mails.

So let me know when I can drop off the Blackbird for the oil and fluid changes, the detailings, and lend me the keys to one of the Stingrays.  ‘K?


“I don’t own Cardachrome any more, DePaula Chevrolet!!”

First off, let me start this blog post by stating that I’ve appreciated all the support DePaula Chevrolet has provided to my vehicles.  They took detailed care of my 1991 Pontiac 6000, and kept it going for longer than that car should have been allowed to live.  When the car died in March 2010, they helped me achieve financing for a 2005 Saturn Ion that kept me road-worthy for the next three years.

But when the Saturn – which I nicknamed “Cardachrome” – eventually developed electrical problems and became more of a hindrance than a help, I traded Cardachrome in for my current ride, my 2006 Chevrolet Cobalt SS.

Now maybe it’s because I didn’t purchase the “Blackbird” at DePaula Chevrolet, I don’t know.  As far as I’m aware, Cardachrome has probably ended up in that great car scrap heap in the sky.

For some reason, though, DePaula Chevrolet still thinks I have Cardachrome in my possession, and they want me to trade it in for another used car from their lot.


From the e-mail they sent me…

… you paid cash for the 2005 Saturn Ion you purchased from us on March 31, 2010. We estimate you should have about 119617 miles on this vehicle and that it is in above average condition. Based on these criteria, we have matched you up with some of our in-stock used vehicles and want to present you with some options which you will find below.

In addition to getting a newer model vehicle with probably fewer miles, you’ll enjoy possibly improved gas mileage, lower short term maintenance costs and advanced safety features …

Nice.  So in the two years I haven’t been driving Cardachrome, it went backwards for about 5,000 miles, which would be the only reason why their estimated odometer doesn’t show the same figures as when I sold the car in November 2012.

So I looked at the cars they wanted me to consider.  Hopefully they remember that I prefer driving American brands – General Motors first and foremost, but Ford or Chrysler in a pinch.

The two cars they offered for my Saturn trade-in were… a 2012 Nissan Altima, and a 2008 Honda Civic.  Both of whom had monthly payments that were higher than what I’m currently paying for the Blackbird.  And both of whom are foreign brands.

Mind you, this isn’t the first time that DePaula Chevrolet has been confused as to which car I’m currently driving.  I mean, DePaula WAS the car dealership that installed my new recall-mandated ignition switch.  DePaula WAS the car dealership that told me I couldn’t upgrade my OnStar in the Blackbird because the OnStar was factory-installed on this vehicle.

And I understand that things don’t get updated as often as they should.  Heck, DePaula for some reason still has my old Pine Hills mailing address in their database.  Considering I haven’t lived in Pine Hills in nearly FOUR YEARS… and that DePaula still sends me service updates to my correct mailing address (albeit their mailers still call Green Island “Troy” for some absurd reason)…

I left some messages for DePaula’s customer service department, asking why I was still receiving these e-mails.  Look, I don’t have a problem if DePaula wants to keep me up to date with maintenance on my current car.  And if DePaula wants to make me an offer for an upgrade on my Cobalt… I’m willing to listen.  And by “listen,” I’m only interested in General Motors cars that have the following models – Camaro, Corvette, Impala (models 9c1 or 9c3 only), Pontiac GTO (either the late 1960’s “The Judge” model, or the Holden Monaro clone from the mid-2000’s), Pontiac Trans Am (black with a T-bar roof), Buick Gran Sport, Oldsmobile Rocket “88” or 4-4-2 … or even a 1984 Pontiac 6000 STE with the bar-graph tachometer instrument panel…

I later received a call back from one of DePaula’s sales representatives, who promised me that he would update my information and mark the car as “no longer owned.”  So if all goes well, I shouldn’t receive any more of these “we want to buy your Saturn” e-mails any more.

But just in case something goes wrong… in case these “zombie e-mails” rise from the dead and come looking for me again… let me help out a smidge.

Hey, DePaula Chevrolet.  I like you guys, I really do.  But you gotta understand.


Look.  See?  Blog post in November 2012.  No more Cardachrome.  I don’t have it, I can’t sell it to you.

Does this look like a blue-green ’05 Saturn Ion to you?

I currently drive a 2006 Chevrolet Cobalt SS.  Naturally aspirated.  With the performance package, heated leather interior, power moonroof, SiriusXM satellite radio, all the trimmings.  Manufactured in Ohio by union men and women earning a union wage.  And yes, I’m a year and a half ahead of my payment schedule for this car to be fully purchased and owned.

Whoever currently owns Cardachrome… if it hasn’t already joined my Pontiac 6000 in the junk heap… feel free to contact them and see if they’re interested in purchasing a car from your fleet.

Again… if you want to get me to trade in the Blackbird… I’ve listed my choices in this blog post.  You get me a good deal on a Trans-Am or a ‘Vette…

Then we can talk. ‘K?

Did I get rid of Cardachrome for the wrong reasons?

I recently received news that my 2006 Chevrolet Cobalt SS, commonly nicknamed “The Blackbird,” is part of a nationwide recall.  Apparently the ignition switch, when bumped, can cause the car to actually shut down in mid-drive – or, in rare cases, it could cause the car to shift into accessory mode, which would mean if that car crashed, the airbags wouldn’t deploy.  Here’s the link from Jalopnik.

Oh well… I’ve never noticed any problems with the Blackbird’s ignitions, but if General Motors says there’s an issue, I’d better believe it.  So I guess it’s time for a new ignition setup.  All I have to do is wait for the ignition replacements to arrive at my local Chevrolet dealership, then I set up an appointment, drive in, they take a couple of hours, and on the road I go.

Just my luck.  I purchased my Cobalt because I needed to get away from the electrical problems I had with my previous car, and – hey, wait a minute.  Let me take a look at the cars that are part of the recall requests.

… the recalls included the 2005-2007 Chevrolet Cobalt, Pontiac G5 and Pontiac Pursuit (Canada); the 2003-2007 Saturn Ion; the 2006-2007 Chevrolet HHR; the 2006-2007 Pontiac Solstice; and the 2007 Saturn Sky.

Oh crap.  Cardachrome was part of the recalls.

Cardachrome, my 2005 Saturn Ion, might have had one of those faulty ignition switches – which would explain why the car sometimes lost power on the highway; it would just shut off and I could just barely get the car off the road in time before it stopped cold.  Then I’d pull the key out, count to five, put the key back in, cross my fingers, and hoped the car would start again.

I could have held on to Cardachrome.  Or better yet, I could have paid Cardachrome completely off and then, as I had originally planned, I could have driven the car cross-country and gifted the vehicle to my car-needing daughter Cassaundra.  But at the time, I didn’t know why Cardachrome was losing electrical power, and I didn’t feel safe giving a time bomb of a car to my daughter.

Of course, now I’m thinking that I could have held on to Cardachrome for another year.  But I didn’t know about the recall.  As far as I knew, Cardachrome was having electrical issues for any number of reasons.  Was it a Katrina car?  I don’t know.  Was the car in some damage that was never reported to a monitoring service like CarFax?  I don’t know.

And the other possibility is that one day Cardachrome could just shut off… in mid-travel… and never wake back up.  What if I’m out of town?  What if I’m in another country?  What if I was supposed to catch a plane or arrive for an appointment or something, anything?

I mean, I do love my current car.  I think the Blackbird is a great road vehicle.  It’s solidly built and it gets great gas mileage.  I definitely heart the vehicle.

But I still have some old feelings for Cardachrome.  You develop feelings for a car that’s been part of your life for three years.  I’ve chronicled adventures with my blue-green Ion in this blog, it even has its own category on the blogroll.

In the end… after all the thought… it’s probably best that I move forward.  I’ve gone as far as I could with Cardachrome.  I’ve gone sixteen months with my new Blackbird.  Heck, according to the bank where my car loan is financed, I’ve made so many “pay more than the minimum” payments, that my final maturity loan payment date actually moved up from November 2018 to August 2017.

I guess that even if I did get rid of Cardachrome, even if I said goodbye to that blue-green Saturn Ion… I’ve gone in a new direction in my life.

The choice is made.  For worse or for better, in any type of weather.

Blackbird, meet Canada. Canada, meet Blackbird.

I’ve had my 2006 Chevrolet Cobalt SS, nicknamed “The Blackbird,” for at least six months now.  And now comes its first true test.

Road trip to Canada.  Specifically, Saint John, New Brunswick, home of this week’s National Basketball League of Canada All-Star Classic.

Why am I here?  Trust me.  It’s an All-Star Game.  Actually, counting Continental Basketball Association games and the one Premier Basketball League All-Star Classic, this weekend will be my sixth All-Star Classic weekend.  As for the “Albany Patroons” factor – you know, keeping tabs on the former wearers of the gold and kelly green – the Central Division All-Stars will be coached by Micheal Ray Richardson, former player and coach of the Patroons.  And one of the all-stars on the Central Division team?  Marvin Phillips, who played for both the CBA and USBL Patroons during the 2006-07 seasons.

Plus, it’s an opportunity to take some pictures.  I’ve brought several of my cameras – the Nikon D700, the Nikon F100, the Kowa Super 66, the Sprocket Rocket and the Kodak Vest Pocket Autographic “Modern-Day Warrior” camera – for the trip.  I’m sure I can find a beach or some funky architecture in this town somewhere.  Chuck needs some Chuck time to take some photos, don’tcha know.

But you’re saying, “Chuck, you’ve been to Canada before.  You’ve watched minor league basketball before.  You’ve photographed before.  What’s the big deal this time?”

Well… this time I’m doing it while using the Blackbird as my travel device.

Hey look, it's a Canadian landmark, eh?

And in comparison between the Blackbird, my 1991 Pontiac 6000 (“The 6”) and my 2005 Saturn Ion (“Cardachrome”), I can say that there have been some noticeable differences.  Major noticeable differences.

For example…

Gas mileage: On its best day, I squeezed 20 mpg out of the 6.  Maybe 25 on average from Cardachrome.  Highway travel with the Blackbird – thirty-five miles per gallon. And it only took one and a half tanks of fuel to go from Albany to Saint John – in fact, I could have stretched the fuel to get to Bangor, but I decided to top off at a Citgo station in Waterville.  Holla!

Comfort: The 6 had no adjustable driver’s side seats.  Cardachrome had an adjustable seat, but there were times when I think it adjusted for itself.  But neither could top the super-comfy leather interiors provided by the Blackbird.  Mmm…

Radio: The Pontiac did have an aftermarket Alpine deck, which allowed me to integrate my iPod into the sound system.  The Saturn’s sound system was stock.  The Blackbird?  Clear XM satellite radio for the entire trip.  I listened to a full two-hour Superman serial on XM Radio Classics, caught the entire four-hour banter of Mike & Mike in the Morning on ESPN Radio, and even tuned in for Jay Mohr on Fox Sports Radio.  Very few drop-offs, mostly in the Berkshires, but nothing that wasn’t too distracting.

Driving ease: No question.  Blackbird all the way.  The Saturn’s electrical problem made me lose confidence in the car, and the Pontiac’s power steering meant that it took a lot of power for the driver to turn the wheel from left to right.

Cupholders: Four beverage cup holders in the Blackbird.  I think there were two in Cardachrome, and “beverage holder” in the 6000 meant someone held your drinks while you drove.

I know that in the past, I’ve extolled the virtues of the Pontiac… and then after that, I thought the Saturn was the cream of the crop.  But with unvarnished and unpurchased testimony, let me state for the record…

I’m seriously digging the Blackbird.  And that’s more than I could have ever asked for in a car.

Almost makes me want to say, as I start the key in the ignition…

Chuck is happy.

How to clean a Cardachrome

It’s amazing how much junk you can accumulate in a car over time.  And it’s amazing all the places where you can store your junk.

Today is the last morning I will spend with my 2005 Saturn Ion Cardachrome.  It’s traveled over 124,000 miles, with at least 60,000 of those miles under my control.  Before it makes those final ten miles of our time together – from here to the used car lot – I need to clean out the car and take every personal item out of it, lest I lose it forever.  There’s trash, there’s paperwork, there’s important documents, there’s this and that and that and this.

And I have to find all those items under every crack and crevasse, in every pocket and drawer and decklid and pouch.

There’s a lot I need to remove from Cardachrome.  And I need to go from dashboard to trunk, and not miss anything.

First things first – gotta get the E-ZPass off the windshield.  Find my TomTom GPS and my car chargers that I stored in the armrest pocket.  All the pennies and quarters that fell out of my pocket and landed under the car seat.  One dollar and eighty-seven cents.  And most of it in pennies.  Great.  I’ve got enough loose change to purchase a couple of Oh Henry! candy bars.

Time to check the glove box.  I’ve really never considered putting my winter gloves in there – mostly the car manuals and an old disposable camera.  Keep on looking, Chuck.  Hey, here’s an old scratch-off lottery ticket, and I never checked if it was a winner.  Scratch.  Scratch.  No winner.  Well, there goes another two dollars to Andrew Cuomo’s discretionary fund.

Okay, back seat.  Some plastic bottle caps.  There’s that lens hood I’ve been looking for.  This and that.  Hmm… How the heck did those bottles get underneath the seat?  Did they fall out of one of the bags of soda bottles that I normally donate to the Humane Society?  I’ll take them over next time, when I have a fully stocked bagful of bottles.

Now for the trunk.  Half a bottle of laundry detergent, for use when I take my laundry to the 24-hour Island Wash laundromat in the Town and Village.  Oh, and here’s the fabric softener sheets.  And my auxiliary camera bag with a few rolls of film and a tripod mount.  Wow.

I sweep out a few more things.  Gotta get my plastic ice scraper off the back window ledge.  It was a simple $5 cone-shaped piece of plastic, but it’s probably the best ice and frost scraper I’ve ever used.  Sometimes if I’m in the mood, I’ll even use this ice scraper to clean my neighbors’ windshields.  Do a good deed.

One more cursory pass.  I take the Hamilton College window cling sticker off the driver’s side back window. The next time I visit Hamilton, I’ll purchase another window cling decal.  It’ll be a different style than the one I purchased at my 25th reunion a couple of years ago, I’m sure of that.

And I start thinking about this again.  It’s not too late.  I can tell the dealership that I’ve got buyer’s remorse.  I can return the check to the credit union.  Maybe if I drive some place for breakfast, everything will be fine.

I insert the key in the ignition.  Cardachrome revs up.  The emergency brake light goes on, indicating that I must release my emergency brake before I drive forward.

Trouble is… the emergency brake wasn’t engaged.  Cardachrome’s electrical issues are kicking up again.

I turn the car off.  I know that if I start this car again, that emergency light will return to normal.  But I’m sick of this.  I’m done.  Any thought I had of keeping Cardachrome disappeared this morning.

And just to confirm that I won’t back out… I take the car key and the keyless entry fob off of my keychain.  It’s full separation now.  I’m done.  This isn’t “see you soon.”  It’s goodbye.

One last cursory pass.  Did I get everything I needed?


I restart the car.  The instrument panel looks normal.  That’s fine.  I realize this is the last attempt by Cardachrome to convince me to change my mind.

It’s too late.  My mind’s made up.

Let’s Go, Cardachrome – next stop… last stop… the used car dealership.

The next chapter in my life…

This is hard for me to say out loud, and it’s twice as hard for me to talk about on the blog, especially when anyone out there who reads this blog – and who has read it for the past three and a half years – might think that everything is going well, and has been going well for the past year or two.

Well, things aren’t going well.  And I have to make a decision – tell everybody about what’s going on, or keep quiet about the whole thing.

Forget keeping quiet.  I didn’t get a blog so I could keep quiet about anything in my life.

Let me explain.  And maybe by explaining, I think I have a way to make things right.

A while back, we met for the first time.  And I was on the rebound from a previous “I thought it would last forever” relationship, and I thought this new prospect would work out.  And it did at first.  It worked out better than I cold have ever imagined, ever in my wildest dreams.

We went on many trips together.  Drove to the New York State Fair.  Drove to the Big E.  Drove one route up through the North Country and drove home through another route.  I drove to places I hadn’t visited in ages.  I confided my secrets, expecting nothing more than a sounding board.  I didn’t need advice or pep talks.  I just needed dedication and commitment.

But over time, I realized that there were more important things.  And that our relationship, while it looked great on the outside, was less than pleasant in private.  Sometimes it just didn’t feel right.  And sometimes it just felt completely wrong.

So many people have told me that I shouldn’t talk about this.  That I should just keep my mouth closed and move on.

And I tried to.  I really, really, really tried to just go with the flow.

But I couldn’t.  Things were happening that made apprehensive about our connection.  And maybe in my heart of hearts, what I thought was a perfect match was not perfect after all.  That we just weren’t meant to be together, and that we should go our separate ways.  I can’t get  emotionally attached and not receive a significant amount of reciprocal emotional attachment, and I guess I finally realized that there will never ever be that reciprocal emotional attachment.

So that’s when I made the decision.  It hurt at first, it hurt like using a Brillo pad as an exfoliant.

Realistically, I’ve had to move on.  And the relationship I previously had, I have to realize that there has to be a new chapter in my life.  And I hope that years from now, I hope that this separation can become a positive moment for all concerned.

Because I’m looking elsewhere.  My heart says stop, don’t do this.  Things will work out.

But my brain says that I should stop thinking with my heart.  Because thinking with my heart only gets it broken every time.

That’s right, dear readers.  This is a break-up post.  And I’m breaking up…

Continue reading “The next chapter in my life…”

How Historic Albany Foundation made my day

Last Saturday, I had a ton of errands to run and appointments to meet.  I also had lunch plans with one of my blog readers, Potrzebie – nice guy, would definitely do lunch with him again – and I wanted to take care of a window switcheroo with Historic Albany Foundation’s Parts Warehouse.

Originally I had previously purchased two twelve-panel windows at HAF, and although they weren’t windows from the Queen Anne style, they were still decent enough that I thought they could work for a Dream Window project.

Nope.  Didn’t work.  Hey, sometimes that shoe just doesn’t fit the foot.

So I contacted HAF’s parts warehouse, and they agreed that I could return the windows and pick out another window of equal value.

Okay, there’s gotta be a Queen Anne window here in this warehouse someplace… down this row, down that row –

Hey, there’s a nice tall Queen Anne window, about 57″ in length, tucked against the wall and pinned down by about eighteen other windows.  A few minutes later, and after some judicious window-shifting, the Queen Anne window was mine.  Yes.

After a few more minutes of window-shopping – both figuratively AND literally – I saw a second Queen Anne window, a nice tall 59″ prize.  We worked out a deal – I paid full price for the second window, and received the first window in trade.  Chuck is happy.

Now all I have to do is get these windows home, bring them into my apartment, then go to lunch with Potrzebie, and then take care of all my other responsibilities and chores.

First window placed in Cardachrome’s back seat.  Just fits.  Barely.

Second window goes in –

I can’t close the back door.  The second window is two inches longer than the width of my car’s back seat.

Nuts.  Memo to self – Chuck, windows that are longer than 57″ might require a larger car.

At that point in time, I had three options.  I could have either:

(A) taken the window back and had HAF refund me the money, thus ensuring that they would consider me to be a royal pain in the porthole.

(B) called anybody I knew who might have an available minivan and beg them to help me out of this awkward situation.

(C) driven Cardachrome to Los Angeles, left it for two weeks in the hands of West Coast Customs, where they could widen the car by about six inches – in addition to adding a DVD player in the steering wheel, spinning rims on my tires, and a new paint job.

And in the end, I chose Option (D).

Option (D) meant pushing the front passenger seat as close to the dashboard as possible.  Then I flipped the front passenger seat forward, almost to the point where the headrest is kissing the dashboard.  And with a little wiggle here and a little wiggle there, enough wiggles to compliment an LMFAO song, I finally wedged both windows into my car.  Closed the door.  Nothing broken or snapped.  Chuck is happy.

I drove home, finagled the two windows OUT of the car, brought them into the house, then drove off to meet Potrzebie for lunch.

After lunch, I took care of a few more errands, and then went home for a short break before my night chores.  Time to check my e-mail – approve blog comment, approve blog comment, wow all these people are having Ranger Danger flashbacks from Saturday’s blog post – oh wait, here’s an e-mail from Historic Albany Foundation.

I wonder if it’s someone from the parts warehouse, maybe they found another six or seven Queen Anne windows and want me to claim dibs on them.

Dream Window 2: The North Pearl Street Limited
Dream Window #2: The North Pearl Street Limited. Photo and collage by Chuck Miller.

October 6, 2012

Dear Mr. Miller,

Congratulations!  Your pieces “The Beat of Officer Harris”, “Dream Window #2: The North Pearl Street Limited”, and “Midnight at the Palace Theater” have been selected for our 11th annual art exhibit and silent auction, BUILT: Albany’s Architecture Through Artists’ Eyes.

The auction will function the same as in previous years, and we have decided to throw it at the Cathedral of All Saints again!  The event will go from 7:00PM-10:00PM, Saturday November 3, 2012.  Please see invitation & RSVP that is mailed to you.  Your attendance is strongly encouraged. Thank you for creating artwork inspired by Albany’s architecture.  It is our hope that through your artwork others may begin to appreciate these buildings and work together to protect and preserve them.  Thanks, and hope to see you at BUILT!


Genny Faist

Membership & Program Coordinator

Now THAT’s some good news that I can enjoy!  Not only is my popular Midnight at the Palace Theater going to make the show, but people can also bid on The Beat of Officer Harris and on my second Dream Window project, all to help benefit Historic Albany Foundation’s efforts to save the buildings and structures in this area.

Do you know that some of these buildings, without proper care and upkeep, can fall into such disrepair that, if the City of Albany feels the building is unsafe, it can be torn down within an hour?  We can’t keep losing our cultural history like that.  No we can’t.  So galas like this are important – art collectors can bid on their favorite works, and artists get much-needed exposure and recommendations for their art pieces.

So let’s see.  Two more Queen Anne windows for Dream Window projects… and three of my artworks are going to appear in the very popular Albany autumn gala known as BUILT.  Looks like Historic Albany Foundation has made my day.

Say it with me, people… Chuck is happy!