Had to move some albums from one broken plastic bin to a new one and this fell out. I've been looking for it years. It's one of my favorite photos of Rt Rev Msgr John F Kenny. Dad of my heart and the man who taught me whatever I have managed to retain about being a good and beneficial human.
30+ feet tall. Goes on for a city block. When you live in redwood country, this is in the heart of your town. #BandB #εύρηκα
32 pages of forms - CHECK 43 pages of supporting documentation – CHECK 26 photographs with support documentation of date, location, event, persons and relationship to persons – CHECK Submission to Dominion of Canada - CHECK #BCBound #BandB #εύρηκα
Under the header of 'art without narrative', yesterday, I was working on a framed photo grouping and Bess was helping by basically holding the hammer for me. This is a piece done by my dad that I had framed when he died, 30+ years ago. It’s been in every home. I mumbled something like “Jesus needs to be centered here” as I was positioning the frames. Bess stood there for a minute and said “Oh for fuck’s sake! 22 years I’ve been living with that and thought it was just a bunch of charcoal smudges, maybe a bad tree! Shit! #BlaiseLovesBess #BandB #εύρηκα