So, something to look forward later in the week, Wednesday night, a date.
And the best of intentions - as too often is the case, are derailed by Jr. popping into town on Tuesday night and wanting to tie one on. Which we do, hitting half a dozen bars and ordering doubles at every one becoming in gradual and quick increments every shade of possible annoying. This doesn't particularly matter as few of these bars are worth hanging out in, and I'm not a "bar" guy, but by the last one we're barred from having drinks (reasonably enough). Eventually I pack him into a taxi and send him off.
I did not need that.
Wednesday day is devoted to recovery; and so finding myself a nice park bench across from Oso to enjoy the sun and lie down for a long nap to recover. A long nap. A few hours, the sun is perfect, hot, I even manage a sunburn. Slowly I'm recombobulating.
Wednesday night, 8:00 PM, date shows, she's a beautiful elegant European, we drink sparkling water and chat and I'm impressed, and she's laughing a charming laugh and pulls out her phone and she happened to be out for a walk today and took this picture and isn't it funny and .... there I am, on the bench, out like a light.
And I realize that I've taken this celibacy thing a little bit far, doubled down on it, made my bed as it were and I should have left myself an opening, allowed for the possibility that I might change my mind....
Drink your sparkling water, chat (as well as I am able, which is not so...), and that's that and it has become painfully apparent that it's time I do some serious reforming of my lifestyle...
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And - restaurant opening deferred until tomorrow, so this evening it's the member's show at the museum.
I bought/renewed my membership for this. It should be good.
I was right, it didn't disappoint. A very mixed bag of art - watercolor, acrylic, oil, encaustic, mixed, some "flowers" done in the acrylic pouring style that inspired me - these were what the technique was designed for, and they're realized perfectly. All of the art shows talent, perfection of technique, but there are only a few pieces that grab me. A few, simply the execution - not the subject (landscapes, local architecture, mountain scenes). There's a fine picture of Gimli peak, very moody, but unfortunately printed onto canvas - I hate this. Photography is an art form that shouldn't be printed on canvas - it's an attempt to make it - well, something it's not. It doesn't improve it.
Some sculptural pieces, I need to learn to weld. Actually, I don't really, I need to find a place to work. This lack of studio/think space is killing me.
And on and on, the gallery - small, crowded, they're selling wine and have canapes out, and there's a few people from the community I recognize and a lot more that I don't.
I find M***'s piece, M*** from the thrift shop, and it's good, mixed media on canvas, abstracted to the point you wouldn't recognize it as a person - merely textures and colors, but that was his point. He arrived to much greater effect at what he was trying to do as I would attempting to do a figurative self-portrait spending hours looking into the mirror.
...I'm impressed, it's good, will probably sell, it's decorative, pretty, people like this. And I'm a little closer to understanding him, "his art" - always hinting - never giving anything away, but that's his charm...
Visit, but the gallery is crowded, only the smaller half of the gallery is open and it's a milling ground for people to chat and catch up, "Society" as it were, and had I dressed a little better, or taken the time to get a piece into the show (how? I need a place to work...) I might have - should have - taken the leisure to socialize, grab a glass of wine and "hob-nob", but it was a bit crowded...
But - again - 5 Stars, local talent overflows and there's abundant inspiration and something to work towards next year...I'm curious how much of this sells, prices vary from a few hundred to close to ten grand, very curious indeed...
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Sitting at the Kootenay Bakery, watching the passers by on Baker.
Daniel Boon, late 50's, in a 'coonskin cap, lumberjack-plaid shirt, a long beard...
A stocky but tall Alan Moore with Wizard's robe and staff...
Both of the above appear careless in their appearance, but, look closer, not at all, not at all...
A beatnik, reflective glasses, tilted flat Gatsby cap, plaid sports jacket, clean shaven...
The artist or writer, a-la Dudley Moore, Long curly hair, oversized beige-green cable knit sweater, khaki-beige trousers, Doc Martens, a blue scarf around his neck and tucked into his sweater, khaki canvas messenger bag over his shoulder, this one, he cultivates a certain air of aloofness,
The DJ, horn-rimmed glasses, a neck tattoo, buzzcut left a little longer on top, a goatee under his chin, fashionable...
Skinny guy with long dreads down to his waist, bundled under a Rasta-cap, long wispy moustache and goatee, sauntering jauntily....
There are some new buskers out living the dream, new faces, a newly welcomed "guitar" guy got a shout out in the local "hugs & slugs" for livening somebodies day, have seen him around, long black trench coat,...
and this is how you know that summer's coming, all the absurd new characters that pop-up in their spiritual pilgrimage to Nelson...
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Watched this on Netflix, left me feeling very much - well, soiled.
For those who don't know, Monique Olivier, "The Ogress of Ardenne", was the wife of Michel Fourniret, Frances most prolific child molester and serial killer.
The gist of it is that Monique Olivier was a very willing and helpful accomplice, who took perverse pleasure in assisting her husband in capturing the victims.
What is amazing about this is how incredulous people are - always - when a woman proves she can be every bit as evil as a man. They "naturally" jump to the conclusion that she's a "Victim", despite all evidence and confessions to the contrary, and all this pretended surprise serves no one.
Anyways, a mediocre documentary about a very disturbing topic. Not worth the time. But - consider this - you very likely know or have met people just like this, they only wanted the encouragement or opportunity...I certainly have.
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