MacE­wan Museum Card

Mas­sive over­haul of stu­dio begun a week ago and still incom­plete as I type. It’s about emp­ty­ing boxes of ephemera and cat­a­loging — fil­ing each piece of paper… all the while enter­tain­ing my grand­bal­loons who make every­thing fun and worth­while. Ollie goes to PBSkids​.org and plays online while I sort and stack. Emmett dances the Boy Dance, Four Year Old Ver­sion, to music only he can hear. Roxie the Muttpuppy can only be out­side in the early a.m. and evening hours since day­time is unbear­ably dog day after­noon sta­tus. Maybe Al Pacino will sneak out from under the giant hydrangeas one of these days… or was it Dustin Hoff­man? And, if I don’t look it up, google it, will you?

In my pos­ses­sion, mag­a­zines from 1910s to 1970s — the nasty-​ass moldy ones are care­fully culled and nasty parts dis­carded … the good ones, intact nice mag­a­zines, are labeled and shelved. And then there are all the books… the pho­tos… the post­cards. The hard­est actions here involve NOT stop­ping to make art and con­tin­u­ing with the sorting.

More online soon, but for now

Hi Dee Ho. It’ll take more than a dol­lar to catch up these days.

A Day Late and a Fiver Short?

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