Showing posts from June, 2018


Let's lighten the mood a bit, shall we?

I'm an educator in a museum. I lead tours, write and teach programs, and organize family events. My office is accessed in one of our galleries. My door is usually open for visitors with questions, so I hear whatever's going on out there. I also walk the halls and galleries frequently, especially when we’re busy.

I present for your amusement "Things Overheard in the Museum". I wish to note that my tally for the number of times I’ve had to say “Don’t pet the polar bear” is in the hundreds and my counter for the Justin Beaver jokes aimed at our taxidermy beaver has broken.

04/18/2018: "No, I'm not going to shock myself for your amusement."

01/22/2018: "I just had to call down the to Planetarium to tell them to use their inside voices."
We are closed to the public today. O_o

01/10/2018: There's a couch with a cross-section of cushion cut away so you can see how the springs and padding are la…

The Mad That You Feel (Remember Fred)

What do you do with the mad that you feel When you feel so mad you could bite?
When the whole wide world seems oh, so wrong...
Will you stand up for what you think right?
What do you do? Do you make phone calls?
Do you argue with people online?
Do you round up friends to march for a cause?
Or put your thoughts in a sign?
Please remember our dear neighbor Fred,
Remember compassion and love,
The mad that you feel is a powerful tool Best used with our reason above. 
We can stop the injustice
We can stop the hatred
We can stop, stop, stop the harm.
And united remember humanity
When someone raises an alarm.
Know that there's something deep inside
That helps us become what we can.
There's no person in the whole world like you,
And the people we help are all human.

{Tarot Equus} The High Priestess

Since my long-ago graduation from the Avante-Garde Uber Artsy School, I've developed an aversion to posting my post-graduation work for comment, aside from a few trusted loved ones.  I stopped drawing and painting for a while once I picked up full-time museum work, feel like I'm way behind my peers and yadda, yadda, yadda, self-deprecating bullshit excuses.

I have this irritating thing I do to myself as an artist.  If you're also a creator- maybe a writer, maybe a crafter or designer, you might be familiar.  I finish a piece, then stare at it until I hate it.  I don't really show it around, I never post a photo of it.  I just sit and hate on it, then move on to the next project.  Sometimes that process takes hours, but sometimes it takes months and therein lies the problem.  I can't keep doing that and expect to ever publish a long-term project like a tarot deck.  So here I am sharing one of my cards with you Lovelies.  Constructive critique is welcome, it's bee…