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I’d like to say I knew Jose well. I knew him, in a fashion, and had heard his life story in basic form, from a few tellings he’d given at our various meetings.

I talked with him at length in the Jackson Square food court, after viewing his second showing at the Central Library, in the front lobby. Here’s ( Read more... )

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Okay, I’m not making much progress on The Fool, because I’m procrastinating, whilst thinking of ways to organize and promote an impromptu showing of mine and my wife’s paintings at The Pring House (on the North East corner of Cannon and Mary Streets; Hamilton, Ontario) for Doors Open this weekend ( ( Read more... )

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I’m buried in volunteer stuff. I got no work done on the Fool painting yesterday. Had so much administrative stuff to do, and I didn’t even get it all done. Still have to do something about a couple of grants for a live music series in a local park. Been procrastinating, because the organizer and I aren’t ( Read more... )

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The following post is very personal. It’s got a lot of personal details you may not want to know about me. In fact, the chances are, you will be disappointed with me if you read this expecting me to be positive or hopeful or emotionally validating. That said, I’d really like you to know me better, so ( Read more... )

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Sorry.

Damnit, there’s my Grade twelve English Teacher telling me not to open with an apology again.

I’ve been busy. Nothing fun or sexy. Volunteer stuff, which I’ve been stepping back from in increments. Not sure how many more layers I’ll shed this year. Still feel a strong sense of obligation in some ( Read more... )

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I don’t like silos. You know what I mean; those information silos where everyone inside the bubble practically speaks a different language from everyone outside the bubble, and no one inside seems to know what is going on in the world anymore. I think that kind of internet-derived ignorance is a ( Read more... )

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I haven’t been posting much, lately. Stuff is happening. Even pretty cool stuff. But personally, I haven’t felt particularly sparkly, so I haven’t known what to write. As I’m fond of saying in meatspace, ‘That’s not an excuse. It’s merely an explanation.”

I think it comes from the fact that I haven’t been ( Read more... )

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Well, not quite. I still have to clean Mom’s house today. I’ll be leaving to do that shortly. But I won’t be posting anything of significance today.

CHEST MUCK PLAGUE 2014
I’m still sick. I keep forgetting to call my doctor. I have some pretty good cough syrup now, which I was out of for about a week.

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Thomas Dolby this morning, in case you’re wondering.

Been pretty quiet these past few weeks. Still hurting over the loss of Lucky. Extraordinary, really. You don’t expect the death of a cat to hit you like this is hitting me. I was pretty broken up over Charlie, too, but he’d only been with us for about a ( Read more... )

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…and Dawn sold several of her new art piece magnets. I sold nothing, but it was a fun evening, over all. Didn’t get to see any galleries or studios, as we set up early and stayed until 11, and didn’t get home until midnight. I also didn’t see everyone I hoped to, but I saw some important friends and ( Read more... )