under cover

Funny what a small disaster will uncover. Last Sunday the sink in my laundry room got clogged as I was doing a super-sized load with extra rinse (of course). When it flooded it worked its way south into the storage closet that houses paintings and artwork. Fortunately most were unframed and I caught the flood early, but I had a couple of old cardboard portfolios of work on paper that I was keeping mostly due to sentimentality and laziness. I lost some. I also 'found' some and have scanned a few pieces, mostly for my own enjoyment.

My crisis also uncovered a snake-in-the-grass when I updated my FB status. Her gleeful response was decidedly vindictive but I bit my tongue (which was full of comebacks), quickly deleted it and unfriended her. Makes me wonder why she wanted to be my 'friend' in the first place. You really do find out who's on your side when the chips are down!

Anyway, I decided to scan a few of the pieces that made me smile. Some are from old sketchbooks, some are from a fashion illustration course I took in the late '80s, and there are a couple of photos I took then developed and printed in the art department's darkroom at UVic in the early '80s. And lo and behold! There was the one photo (taken with an instamatic 110 camera) I had of part of the mural I painted in my high school's science wing when I was in Grade 12. It survived at least 15 years, until it was 'deleted' in a major building reno.

A couple more of these personal mementoes are here.