I gotta do a happy dance, ladies and gentlemen, for two reasons.
One, my day in Toronto with the kids went beautifully. There were a couple negatives that came out of it: I got toxed and I got hurt; and my son didn’t realize the extent of my disabilities and it hit him hard. The bonus of that is, now he knows. If he wants to understand what happened on Wednesday better, he needs to come talk to me. If he does, it won’t be so big in his head. Mortality is big on his mind right now and I hesitate to think what he is thinking. As for me getting toxed and hurt, well, we knew that would happen going in and prepared for it so it wasn’t as bad as it could have been.
The really big things were good, great things. We laughed, talked, dove into history – dinosaurs, Canada’s native people, tattoos. Oh, the tattoo one was so impressive.
Check it out: Tattoos: Ritual. Identity. Obsession.
I didn’t get very many pictures in there because there was no way to do any of it justice but this one I took because I cannot imagine the patience and talent it took to do these things.
Paños, Prison Handkerchiefs, were expressions of Chicano identity, one of the earliest. Chicano is the cultural identity of Mexicans living in the U.S. In the 50s and 60s, prisoners would tear up their sheets and draw prison experiences on them. Prison officers started giving them white handkerchiefs.
This particular one is from the 2000s, in California.
Can you imagine the patience and talent it took to draw something like that? Now imagine what it took to draw on the handkerchief? It blows my mind.
Something else that totally blew my mind was the Chihuly exhibit.
Check it out here: Chihuly
It was absolutely amazing, I can’t even begin to tell you. If you have a chance to see an exhibit of his, take it. We got the total ROM experience when we went and I have to tell you, it was worth the money.
I did take some pictures, and a couple videos. I’ll share one of the pictures, my favourite. I loved the Persian ceiling installation and the seascape he did. But this, the picture I took, is the very first thing you see when you walk into the exhibit.
Isn’t it fabulous?? Enormous glass balls that evoke thoughts of Christmas, planets, solar systems, the elements. It’s an amazing exhibition by an incredibly talented man and his team.
And a pretty awesome picture, taken by me. That’s my son, he’s about 6’1″ (around 182.5cm), just for scale.
And the other reason I’m so happy?
I am now a college freshman!
I am going to challenge my poor MCS/FMS soaked brain to complete Fanshaw College’s Business program. I am doing it online and I am having certain measures taken to allow for my disabilities so that I can actually succeed and achieve the diploma this program will give me.
Why am I doing this?
Well, because I have a business in mind, one that has already attracted people even though I’ve not yet gone past the building an idea stage. I think that in owning a business, one should be able to run it. And for me, that’s a daunting task. Learning at Fanshawe will help me do what I want to do in the best way possible.
I am disabled but I’m not incapable and it’s high time I got that through my head, eh? 😉
I will still be writing, of course. I’ve started editing A Year in the Life of S. Claus. I’m going to send it in to Sterling & Stone to see if they’ll publish it. I need at least a first edit done.
Have a great evening, folks!