Thursday, July 5, 2012
Gripping Poppop's finger
Toasting Eleanor (and Joey behind the camera)
Cute outfit and it fits
Baby book designers at work
And play (what's wrong with this picture)
Eleanor finds her thumb for the first time
The Poppop and the Dad
I get to take this home
Thursday, May 5, 2011
Musings: April 2011: Part I: Clearing out my mental and physical spaces or 'Time and space and IKEA'
Going through life changes always seems to first set me off on another kind of journey.
Recently the the catalyst (this time around) for that journey was being laid off from my position as Online Sales Manager at a newspaper (this journey has certainly pointed me in the a new direction as for my next career decision too, but more on that maybe later).
I don't know how you deal with life changing events such as these but the way that I deal with them is to do some physical space restructuring.
The beginning of that process is of course to review the things in the physical space, like what to keep and what to discard (of course this effects the place I am in inside my head as well).
In beginning this journey I started with the office area and threw out all the old job stuff and freed up the record player. I find when I'm about to start down the three lane (physical, mental, metadata) highway of clearing out, for me, having music playing is a must, and what better music than old vinyl records played on a basic of basic record players.
|Once I freed it from that stack of files in the right corner there in the photo.|
Yes, I am coming to how this all relates to our journey to IKEA, because when one clears out one also decides what to save and what will go and how that which is saved fits into that new space (both the physical and the mental) and how it is arranged so you will be ready for that new adventure.
But first I needed to move out some of the components from the old life to make room for what could be coming. Fresh space goes with fresh opportunities. So I tackled the storage under the east and west eaves, the baskets (and anything else that was on the floor or in bins that had not been touched for years).
|Things worth saving started piling up in my studio.|
Among my wicker baskets filled with books I found, Rip Van Winkle (1921 edition by Washington Irving and illustrated by N. C. Wyeth, a 1933 edition of The Pilgrim's Progress by John Bunyan, that was my mothers' but somehow I have never read yet, and my old The Artist's Handbook of Materials & Techniques (that I have used from time to time) from college.
|Some of my antique books...|
|...and an old friend.|
The album contains sections separated by engraved illustrations with titles like The Miniature, Happy Moments and scenes like one of Saratoga Lake.
Pinned to a page page were stems of grass with this inscription, "Grass picked from the grave of Abraham Lincoln".
The album is embellished with hand made drawing and borders. These words by Eliza and the people she let share this album have come on a journey of their own into this basket to this house in Canaan, Connecticut.
135. Eliza J. Hill,' daughter of Alza* and Mary (Ferris) Hill, married November 7, 188 1, George H. Speedlmg. of Nelsonville, Putnam County, N. Y. Issue, Mary E., born December 30, 1883 ; Oliver H., born January r8, 1889. Reside at Nelsonville, N. Y.
From: Internet Archive
I do not know who Eliza J. Hill of Danbury, Connecticut was, but she is remembered.
And what of this thing, "this clearing out process" that has been repeated numerous times. Yet this book has been saved now for over 150 years. I do know how it ended up in a bin with my collection of other antique books. Maybe someday I will research Eliza more or donate it to the Scot-Fanton (now the Danbury Museum and Historical Society) in Danbury.
The last entry in the book reads:
As you see it took me a while to get through the books. Facebook and the other Social Networking sites will never replace books like these, because they have no permanence, only fleeting glimpses of the people in our lives on pages that are soon gone or buried with the next new posting.
The stacks of cement patio blocks that I had been using to weight down frames when I glued them to panels was easy (I'm not doing my artwork on panels anymore, but using unbleached linen, mostly, gathered materials and natural pigments now and then gluing them to canvas board) to decide what to do with.. They are now sitting out by the woodpile ready for another life as well. The stacks of National Geographic Magazines that I also used for weight and the first few years of Wired Magazines are proving more difficult to deal with.
But the hundreds of National Geographic Magazines did finally go to a person that found us on FreeCycle.org. (we traded emails so maybe we'll hear something about how they were eventually were used later). Getting someone who is interested in my old Wired Magazines from the early '90's is a different story though. While Wired was the first Internet publication not centered totally around technology platforms but people, creativity, ideas and applications, all that is very old news now. This magazine marked my very early introduction to the Internet. So I really need to decide what to keep and what to let go. Of course I kept the first monthly issue from 1993. I also saved some issues from the next few years that I still found interesting and some that I would pass on to friends and family. The magazine really lost interest to me when it was sold and it's wonderfully crazy, creative, beautiful design sense that I loved was lost in the process. But what to do with the remaining copies? It came to me in a dream (no not really) to use them as path making material to create an Infinite Loop pathway back in the woods. I think that is a much more fitting use for them than to spend time trying to sell them on eBay. And it fits with my current opinion of the things going on in the online newspaper industry at present - an Infinite Loop with no transformative breakthrough in sight.
Into these areas to the left and right of the couch, formally filled with wicker baskets, cement patio blocks, magazines, and other stuff I plan to fill with clothes storage units.
|The newly opened up spaces to the right and left of the Love Seat.|
I have been carrying the dimensions around in my wallet but had no luck in finding something that would work for her clothes and that fit into the casual style of that we find comfortable. But now it was time! There was the space...
So as the physical clutter was cleared in the house and the mental clutter was clearing from my mind. There appeared that "room" both physical and mental for something new.
Continued in PART II: Time and space with IKEA [READ]