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PROGRAMMING NOTE from the Author and Archivist


So obviously I just stopped blogging on this platform. I'll get back to it eventually. Or not. I'm taking a break from all social media. It seemed necessary for my mental health.

The last few years have been busy and … challenging:

- 2015 Happened.
- 2016 Let's call it The Lost Year. (Obviously words failed me.)
- 2017 about broke me. Literally. Mentally.
- 2018 was ridiculous, proving 2017 was just a warm up. (Good thing I was already broken so it couldn't hurt as much.#2018TrashCanFire I thought things were going okay, but maybe not?)

- 2019 was such a blur. I know there were highlights, but then stuff happened and carried into the next year...

- And then in March#2020 really took a turn. Who can even categorize 2020? Do we dare?


I kinda want a do-over of some of the last few years. But life doesn’t work that way.


So for now, I'm hunkering down. Regrouping. Trying to stay safe and sort some stuff out.


Stay safe everyone. Stay well.

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Showing posts with label statue. Show all posts
Showing posts with label statue. Show all posts

Sunday, August 18, 2013

Friday, August 16, 2013

Saint John Statues: John Hooper's Public Art

Above/Below: People Waiting, John Hooper
Saint John, New Brunswick
For more on People Waiting, please see this 2009 CBC News article.

My boyfriend's commuting cohorts over at Market Square, part of People Apart Moving Together.
 He also did Time Piece outside the Market. More on this work here.
 Wednesday, August 7, 2013, Saint John, New Brunswick

Thursday, August 15, 2013

Photo of the Day: Strong Silent Type

Wednesday, August 7, 2013, Market Square, Saint John, New Brunswick
part of People Apart Moving Together, 1983, by John Hooper

Doesn't this seem to say:

Hey Girl. I brought these flowers for you.

like these Ryan Gosling memes

(Photos found on Google images - sorry for no photo attributions.)

And Dad told me to:  "Pack tight and enjoy the north country, stay away from the single men on the ship!"

I did. He wasn't on the ship.