.....Is underrated. Everybody laughs at it, makes it seem like a dark closet we all go to so we can indulge in an imaginary fairy tale life and ignore the real world outside. Sorry, folks, but the Happy Place is REAL!
There's an amazing song by the band Skillet where the singer addresses God with a desperate need to return to an intimate relationship with Him. The song is called Forgiven and the chorus says, "I'm in our secret place, alone in your embrace, where all my wrongs have been erased, you have forgiven." Driving home from work, I heard that song and I thought about me and God's secret place.
Do we have one?
I couldn't remember.
When was the last time I went there?
Couldn't remember that either.
But I did remember Caitlin telling me that Spearfish is, in fact, only about 10 miles from the Wyoming border, so after work, I took a detour out of town to get a picture of the Welcome to Wyoming sign, just to say I did. Somewhere between Spearfish and Beulah, some more amazing lyrics came streaming through my speakers: Better is one day in your courts, better is one day in your house, better is one day in your courts than thousands elsewhere. Wow! Looking around, I knew I was in Jesus's courts. The mountains, the sunset, the trees, the utter beauty! Suddenly it all looked different. It all looked SPECTACULAR!!!!!
Where was me and Jesus special place?
RIGHT HERE. In the car. With the music. In the mountains.
Naturally, I did not want to give up this amazing feeling I've been missing for the past few weeks. Talking with God at work and in my apartment has been kind of like trying to breathe in a balloon: it gets very stale after awhile, doesn't revive you, and eventually you just quit because there's fresher air to breathe somewhere else. But driving through the mountains, I had a hard time keeping both hands on the wheel and both eyes on the road because I just wanted to DANCE!!!!!!
Took me another hour to get back to my apartment. I drove back down the Spearfish Canyon Scenic Byway to Savoy. It was even more beautiful the second time, especially with my Praise and Worship music blaring in the background.
Let me digress for a moment....in other words, let me tell you where I'm going with this.
Happy places can move, but they are real.
I've been reading some great books lately and having some really great conversations, and it's become very obvious to me that Satan's influence in the world is very real and very normal. He's pretty good at being sneaky. Now, I'm not saying that Spearfish is a corrupt, demon-infested town drowning me in some crazy inability to pray or worship, but I can feel an obvious difference between driving the hills and sitting on the couch when it comes to chatting with God. I firmly believe this applies to every place we go or visit....it is very possible that our ability to communicate with God varies with our geography.
In the book of Genesis, chapter 29, Jacob is camping out under a tree in Beersheba. He's kind of on the run, a man with a warrant on his head because his brother Esau isn't his biggest fan. And while Jacob's sleeping under this tree, God gives him a vision. Jacob's ladder....I'm sure you've heard of it. After Jacob catches a glimpse of this heavenly escalator, he takes his pillow, which happened to be a rock, pours oil on it, and calls it Bethel, which means the House of God. It's a pillar, an altar, a geographical bookmark for Jacob to remind himself "I saw God HERE!"
A few years and a few chapters later, Jacob goes back to Bethel. After a little family drama with his father-in-law, a reunion with Esau, and wrestling with God, Jacob's still feeling a little down and all of his kids are suddenly worshiping idols. The solution....He goes back to him and God's Happy Place. Jacob and his family mount up, throw out the idols, and return to the altar Jacob built under the tree. And it's on that journey that God gives Jacob the name we know him best as: ISRAEL.
Now.....you can't read that story and NOT tell me that Happy Places are real.
What does all this have to do with my mentorship?
I'm not sure yet. But I figured while I have your attention, I'll Carpe Diem....or something like that.
Each of us has a special place where we feel God's presence most. Lucky for me, mine moves with me....but it still involves a bit of searching because the beauty of union with God is the journey towards connection.
Traveling here has taught me so much about working in the museum field and what I do and do not want to pursue in my next mentorship, but I think most of all, I've learned the importance of being someplace where God is totally tangible. Yes, he's everywhere, I know. But just because a place has a great offer, or a great view, or a great salary doesn't mean it's a great Happy Place.
And I'm finding that the ability to find a Happy Place is becoming more and more of a priority as I travel this journey towards a career.
Wednesday, July 13, 2011
Tuesday, July 12, 2011
A Night on the Town?
So I have really enjoyed doing nothing the last few nights in a row, but it's time for some night air.
Went to church on Sunday, then crashed on the couch and didn't get up until dinner time...which was somewhere around 9:00 pm.
Busy the last couple of days. Knocked out another 50 blueprints on Monday despite the 1 hour staff meeting at 9:00. Sad face. My last staff meeting.
Today there were angels helping me in the basement....I mowed through 63 blueprints!!! That's a personal record. The more sorting I do, the more duplicates I find. Today there were 5 different blueprints or copies that I recognized and went looking for the original. I like to do little victory dances when I find matches like that.
The rehousing process is taking up more and more of my time as the blueprints I'm working with are getting more and more deteriorated. If all I had to do was catalog these things, I'd have the project done by now, but by the time I leave, Randi and I have realized the project will only be about half-way finished. Every now and then I'll get one in good shape, but there's always something to consider...size, heat damage, water damage, etc.
Randi introduced me to a couple new kinds of tissue paper to place between each blueprint and linen print before they go into their respective storage folders. This kind of complicates things. Before, I focused mostly on cataloging each document, then making a basic decision about which storage folder and cabinet it should go into based solely on its size. Pretty simple. Now the linens are getting one kind of tissue paper and folder and the blueprints are getting a different kind of tissue paper and folder. And now that we have a wider variety of tissue papers, I also have to consider the extend of damage to the piece, how big it is and what kind of folder it can go into. Hence, there are a lot of combinations of tissue papers, folders, and cabinets to choose from when one wants to rehouse a blueprint or linen. Small or large? Buffered or non-buffered paper? If Non-buffered, thin or thick? Most of the tissue paper is pre-cut in snowy white sheets, but if you want the non buffered and the print is bigger than 60 cm wide, I get to hunt down the huge role and cut a sheet myself. Needless to say, I feel a lot like a butcher with all this tissue paper floating around.
Towards the end of the day, I got to talking with Randi and Caitlin (another intern) about where I'm headed after Spearfish. Both of them have been in museums for awhile, even though Caitlin's focus is in media and she does more advertising than cataloging. After a bit of a chat, Caitlin asked if I wanted to go out with some of her friends tonight for dinner at Lucky's, the local pub. Should be fun. Even if it is my last week in South Dakota, I still have 4 days to meet some new friends.
Also, got in touch with an old friend of mine, Alyssa Lee, who moved out here and got married back when I was in high school. Haven't seen her in awhile, but after some hard core phone tag, it sounds like I'll get to have dinner with her on Friday night before I go to pick up Austin at the airport.
From there, it's rodeo weekend in Mitchell and then homeward bound.
Went to church on Sunday, then crashed on the couch and didn't get up until dinner time...which was somewhere around 9:00 pm.
Busy the last couple of days. Knocked out another 50 blueprints on Monday despite the 1 hour staff meeting at 9:00. Sad face. My last staff meeting.
Today there were angels helping me in the basement....I mowed through 63 blueprints!!! That's a personal record. The more sorting I do, the more duplicates I find. Today there were 5 different blueprints or copies that I recognized and went looking for the original. I like to do little victory dances when I find matches like that.
The rehousing process is taking up more and more of my time as the blueprints I'm working with are getting more and more deteriorated. If all I had to do was catalog these things, I'd have the project done by now, but by the time I leave, Randi and I have realized the project will only be about half-way finished. Every now and then I'll get one in good shape, but there's always something to consider...size, heat damage, water damage, etc.
Randi introduced me to a couple new kinds of tissue paper to place between each blueprint and linen print before they go into their respective storage folders. This kind of complicates things. Before, I focused mostly on cataloging each document, then making a basic decision about which storage folder and cabinet it should go into based solely on its size. Pretty simple. Now the linens are getting one kind of tissue paper and folder and the blueprints are getting a different kind of tissue paper and folder. And now that we have a wider variety of tissue papers, I also have to consider the extend of damage to the piece, how big it is and what kind of folder it can go into. Hence, there are a lot of combinations of tissue papers, folders, and cabinets to choose from when one wants to rehouse a blueprint or linen. Small or large? Buffered or non-buffered paper? If Non-buffered, thin or thick? Most of the tissue paper is pre-cut in snowy white sheets, but if you want the non buffered and the print is bigger than 60 cm wide, I get to hunt down the huge role and cut a sheet myself. Needless to say, I feel a lot like a butcher with all this tissue paper floating around.
Towards the end of the day, I got to talking with Randi and Caitlin (another intern) about where I'm headed after Spearfish. Both of them have been in museums for awhile, even though Caitlin's focus is in media and she does more advertising than cataloging. After a bit of a chat, Caitlin asked if I wanted to go out with some of her friends tonight for dinner at Lucky's, the local pub. Should be fun. Even if it is my last week in South Dakota, I still have 4 days to meet some new friends.
Also, got in touch with an old friend of mine, Alyssa Lee, who moved out here and got married back when I was in high school. Haven't seen her in awhile, but after some hard core phone tag, it sounds like I'll get to have dinner with her on Friday night before I go to pick up Austin at the airport.
From there, it's rodeo weekend in Mitchell and then homeward bound.
Saturday, July 9, 2011
"Wherever people go, sooner or later there's the law, and sooner or later they find that God's already been there." -- John Wayne
Short week.
I was all alone on Thursday (Randi had a doctor’s appointment and Nick was upstairs on the computer) so I snuck some pictures in the basement. I had Friday off as well since Randi gets every other Friday off.
Me....all day long.
Some of my victims. hahahaha!!!
Thursday evening was lovely....got to catch up on some reading, choreograph some dance stuff, watched the Prince of Persia, then slept in Friday morning. Kay, Jon, Molly and Jackson were arriving a little later than planned, but I got to fudge the day cleaning the apartment and doing nothing very important. Left about 2:00 to meet them them in Keystone, where I parked my car at the Travelodge so we would only have to pay for one car load. Rushmore was very fun because I hadn’t been there in 10 years or so, Kay hadn’t been there in....longer, and Molly and Jackson had never seen it. Took some really fun pictures (including a jumping shot!) and walked the boardwalk at the base of the mountain....of course the entire time Jackson and I were debating the inaccuracies of National Treasure II. Don't even get me started!
Best Schumacher cousins EVER!
When we got back to Keystone, Molly got in the car with me and we all caravanned to Deadwood for dinner. A very nice little town but we couldn’t figure out why it was so busy and crowded. We went to a huge new building that was supposed to be a restaurant, but was apparently also a hotel and casino. It was PACKED! So we walked 3 or 4 blocks to this little hole-in-the-wall bar to get some dinner and then we saw the huge sign advertising the Big and Rich and Gretchen Wilson concert at the casino downtown. Ahh. That explains a few things.
Because of the concert, the bar was really backed up on food orders, but we didn’t mind the hour wait for our food because the bar was also a hotel and a 3-story antique shop. Molly, Jackson, and I had a great time ‘treasure book’ hunting....and found some really great old texts. I found a 500 page history of England, France, and Germany from 1715-1789. Only $9 so I HAD to have it. Jackson found an old chemistry text book for $4 and I bet he could make a bomb out of it. Hahahaha! Molly found one of the old Great Illustrated Classics copies of Little Women. Without going into too much detail, there is a huge historic relationship between my childhood and that exact book, so I bought it for her. Gosh she reminds me of me.....she didn’t put it down until she finished it about 11:30 last night!
We took a different road back to Spearfish that was VERY scenic. Molly read her new book out loud to me and took some great pictures while I drove. Once we were back at the apartment, it was WONDERFUL to have people in it! It was almost crowded with all 5 of us. We crashed on the couch with some brownies and cookies Grandma had sent with them and chilled until we all fell asleep.
Breakfast was exciting this morning. Kay and I were about the only 2 that could fit in the kitchen and we made eggs to order, bacon, and toast for everyone. Trying to find enough plates, silverware, and glasses for the 5 of us was a challenge, but made the morning interesting....along with trying to get us all through one bathroom.
I showed them around the Hatchery after breakfast. Everything was open except the office where I work, but we got to see the grounds, the ponds, and the museum. Plus it was a gorgeous day! About 11:00 they all piled into their car and headed out. A sad goodbye, but goodness I got to see my cousins three weekends in a row without even being home! I’m feeling pretty blessed to have such an awesome family.I’m really thankful for they’re willingness to come and see me and fill my little apartment with the sound of people.
The office building I work in....
Our totally awesome underwater viewing area.....p.s. they're rainbow trout
If you feed them, they will come.....
In the park, there was a wedding in the gazebo and two different family reunions in pavilions. My own Schumacher family reunion is currently underway back home at the lake this weekend, and I realized this was only the 2nd Schumacher Reunion I’ve ever missed. The first was 4 years ago when I went on my first trip abroad to England as a sophomore in high school. Feeling a tad more courageous than usual, I approached some of the ladies cutting up watermelon under the pavilion and asked whose family reunion they were hosting. They responded “Novey....are you a Novey?” Must be a big family. I answered that no I was not, but I was a Schumacher, and I told them about missing my own reunion back home. I felt kind of awkward because I teared up a little when I mentioned home. I think they understood where I was coming from because they kindly invited me to join them for their reunion. “After all,” one of them said, “Only half of us our Noveys, the rest are Deiber’s, which is just as German as Schumacher so we’re practically related!” It was a kind offer, but it was just too much and I couldn’t accept. I wished them a wonderful day and they wished me a blessed last week here in Spearfish....and I’m pretty sure it will be. :)
Not much else to do with the day, so I decided to drive through Spearfish Canyon. I didn’t really know anything about it except that there are signs for it everywhere and it’s somewhere on highway 14A. Turns out, the Canyon is a 20 mile scenic drive through the Black Hills down 14A....and the speed limit is 35 mph. Adding in a stop every 3 or 4 miles for a photo opportunity and some hiking, and my drive to the other end took about an hour and a half. At the end of the 20 miles, there was a sign for the filming location for Dances With Wolves....so naturally I kept going. Found some really cool gravel roads that took me about 3 miles up into the Hills and right past some amazing waterfalls. Locked the car and started on a hike, but about a half mile in, a sneaky little snake slithered across the path in front of me. No rattle on the end, but it did remind me that rattlesnakes are not uncommon out here, and I’d rather have someone with me, or at least within 100 yards of me, if I’m going to hike through rocky terrain with snakes. Yes, I had my knife with me, but a knife in your hand doesn’t do you much good when a rattler gets you in the ankle.
The drive back to town went by much faster than the drive out of town. Went back to the city park and parked myself on a bench with my book for awhile. About the time my skin started to turn too red for comfort, I began hearing the faint calling of my apartment’s air conditioning, so I decided to head back to my little cave and share some of my weekend adventures with you. :) Happy Weekend ya'll!
.....God's already been there.
I was all alone on Thursday (Randi had a doctor’s appointment and Nick was upstairs on the computer) so I snuck some pictures in the basement. I had Friday off as well since Randi gets every other Friday off.
Thursday evening was lovely....got to catch up on some reading, choreograph some dance stuff, watched the Prince of Persia, then slept in Friday morning. Kay, Jon, Molly and Jackson were arriving a little later than planned, but I got to fudge the day cleaning the apartment and doing nothing very important. Left about 2:00 to meet them them in Keystone, where I parked my car at the Travelodge so we would only have to pay for one car load. Rushmore was very fun because I hadn’t been there in 10 years or so, Kay hadn’t been there in....longer, and Molly and Jackson had never seen it. Took some really fun pictures (including a jumping shot!) and walked the boardwalk at the base of the mountain....of course the entire time Jackson and I were debating the inaccuracies of National Treasure II. Don't even get me started!
When we got back to Keystone, Molly got in the car with me and we all caravanned to Deadwood for dinner. A very nice little town but we couldn’t figure out why it was so busy and crowded. We went to a huge new building that was supposed to be a restaurant, but was apparently also a hotel and casino. It was PACKED! So we walked 3 or 4 blocks to this little hole-in-the-wall bar to get some dinner and then we saw the huge sign advertising the Big and Rich and Gretchen Wilson concert at the casino downtown. Ahh. That explains a few things.
Because of the concert, the bar was really backed up on food orders, but we didn’t mind the hour wait for our food because the bar was also a hotel and a 3-story antique shop. Molly, Jackson, and I had a great time ‘treasure book’ hunting....and found some really great old texts. I found a 500 page history of England, France, and Germany from 1715-1789. Only $9 so I HAD to have it. Jackson found an old chemistry text book for $4 and I bet he could make a bomb out of it. Hahahaha! Molly found one of the old Great Illustrated Classics copies of Little Women. Without going into too much detail, there is a huge historic relationship between my childhood and that exact book, so I bought it for her. Gosh she reminds me of me.....she didn’t put it down until she finished it about 11:30 last night!
We took a different road back to Spearfish that was VERY scenic. Molly read her new book out loud to me and took some great pictures while I drove. Once we were back at the apartment, it was WONDERFUL to have people in it! It was almost crowded with all 5 of us. We crashed on the couch with some brownies and cookies Grandma had sent with them and chilled until we all fell asleep.
Breakfast was exciting this morning. Kay and I were about the only 2 that could fit in the kitchen and we made eggs to order, bacon, and toast for everyone. Trying to find enough plates, silverware, and glasses for the 5 of us was a challenge, but made the morning interesting....along with trying to get us all through one bathroom.
I showed them around the Hatchery after breakfast. Everything was open except the office where I work, but we got to see the grounds, the ponds, and the museum. Plus it was a gorgeous day! About 11:00 they all piled into their car and headed out. A sad goodbye, but goodness I got to see my cousins three weekends in a row without even being home! I’m feeling pretty blessed to have such an awesome family.I’m really thankful for they’re willingness to come and see me and fill my little apartment with the sound of people.
In the park, there was a wedding in the gazebo and two different family reunions in pavilions. My own Schumacher family reunion is currently underway back home at the lake this weekend, and I realized this was only the 2nd Schumacher Reunion I’ve ever missed. The first was 4 years ago when I went on my first trip abroad to England as a sophomore in high school. Feeling a tad more courageous than usual, I approached some of the ladies cutting up watermelon under the pavilion and asked whose family reunion they were hosting. They responded “Novey....are you a Novey?” Must be a big family. I answered that no I was not, but I was a Schumacher, and I told them about missing my own reunion back home. I felt kind of awkward because I teared up a little when I mentioned home. I think they understood where I was coming from because they kindly invited me to join them for their reunion. “After all,” one of them said, “Only half of us our Noveys, the rest are Deiber’s, which is just as German as Schumacher so we’re practically related!” It was a kind offer, but it was just too much and I couldn’t accept. I wished them a wonderful day and they wished me a blessed last week here in Spearfish....and I’m pretty sure it will be. :)
Not much else to do with the day, so I decided to drive through Spearfish Canyon. I didn’t really know anything about it except that there are signs for it everywhere and it’s somewhere on highway 14A. Turns out, the Canyon is a 20 mile scenic drive through the Black Hills down 14A....and the speed limit is 35 mph. Adding in a stop every 3 or 4 miles for a photo opportunity and some hiking, and my drive to the other end took about an hour and a half. At the end of the 20 miles, there was a sign for the filming location for Dances With Wolves....so naturally I kept going. Found some really cool gravel roads that took me about 3 miles up into the Hills and right past some amazing waterfalls. Locked the car and started on a hike, but about a half mile in, a sneaky little snake slithered across the path in front of me. No rattle on the end, but it did remind me that rattlesnakes are not uncommon out here, and I’d rather have someone with me, or at least within 100 yards of me, if I’m going to hike through rocky terrain with snakes. Yes, I had my knife with me, but a knife in your hand doesn’t do you much good when a rattler gets you in the ankle.
The drive back to town went by much faster than the drive out of town. Went back to the city park and parked myself on a bench with my book for awhile. About the time my skin started to turn too red for comfort, I began hearing the faint calling of my apartment’s air conditioning, so I decided to head back to my little cave and share some of my weekend adventures with you. :) Happy Weekend ya'll!
.....God's already been there.
Wednesday, July 6, 2011
Eureka!....well, sort of
Today was a crazy day. I woke up with the mind set that I was going to cream that drawer of blueprints and get as much done as my brain and body would let me. I rearranged my attack strategy a bit, tweaked my motivation and got to work. I thought I cataloged a lot of blueprints yesterday...til I counted today's.
FIFTY.
That's insane.
That's crazy.
That's too many.
Somewhere around blueprint #40 I realized exactly what I was doing. Yes I was cranking out blueprints like a mad woman, but was I having any fun? Ummm...not really, I was tired, grouchy, and I had a headache. Not a great way to go about the day. Yes, you get a lot done when you don't think long enough to breath, but eventually you run out of air and realize what you got done was NOT worth O2 lost.
Interestingly, this ties in a bit with the biggest difference I see between government-operated museums and non-profits. This is a VERY general statement, but there's a bit of a trend to these institutions: the former is run by people who are doing their job while the later is successful because of volunteers who work because they care.
I think I'd rather work in the later.
Don't get me wrong, any kind of educational institution that can get our government to support it deserves a certain amount of credit. But at Mitchell, I worked with people who came in at 9 a.m. because they wanted to, not because they were getting paid to. Sure, government funded museum employees do enjoy their jobs, or they wouldn't be doing it, but it really is a completely different atmosphere at a non-profit institution.
So there's one question answered...if I do decide to stay in the museum field, I'd prefer a non-profit institution I think. And even if I don't stay in the museum field, I have a huge respect for non-profit organizations and while that opens up some more doors for inspection, at least it's a direction, right?
I forgot to mention yesterday that on my flight back from Peoria on Monday, I sat next to a Baptist preacher (of some sort). We had a really great conversation and he introduced me to a few Christian-based political groups he had been doing some research with. Pretty interesting. May have to check some of them out...
As it stands at the moment...it takes a really special person to screw up Mac n Cheese. Guess I'm special. Plan B for Dinner: Mint Chocolate Ice Cream!!! :D
FIFTY.
That's insane.
That's crazy.
That's too many.
Somewhere around blueprint #40 I realized exactly what I was doing. Yes I was cranking out blueprints like a mad woman, but was I having any fun? Ummm...not really, I was tired, grouchy, and I had a headache. Not a great way to go about the day. Yes, you get a lot done when you don't think long enough to breath, but eventually you run out of air and realize what you got done was NOT worth O2 lost.
Interestingly, this ties in a bit with the biggest difference I see between government-operated museums and non-profits. This is a VERY general statement, but there's a bit of a trend to these institutions: the former is run by people who are doing their job while the later is successful because of volunteers who work because they care.
I think I'd rather work in the later.
Don't get me wrong, any kind of educational institution that can get our government to support it deserves a certain amount of credit. But at Mitchell, I worked with people who came in at 9 a.m. because they wanted to, not because they were getting paid to. Sure, government funded museum employees do enjoy their jobs, or they wouldn't be doing it, but it really is a completely different atmosphere at a non-profit institution.
So there's one question answered...if I do decide to stay in the museum field, I'd prefer a non-profit institution I think. And even if I don't stay in the museum field, I have a huge respect for non-profit organizations and while that opens up some more doors for inspection, at least it's a direction, right?
I forgot to mention yesterday that on my flight back from Peoria on Monday, I sat next to a Baptist preacher (of some sort). We had a really great conversation and he introduced me to a few Christian-based political groups he had been doing some research with. Pretty interesting. May have to check some of them out...
As it stands at the moment...it takes a really special person to screw up Mac n Cheese. Guess I'm special. Plan B for Dinner: Mint Chocolate Ice Cream!!! :D
Tuesday, July 5, 2011
PICTURES!!! :)
So I don't have any official wedding pictures, nor do I have any pictures from the lake since the camera was still packed at the farm, but I thought I'd share some of the craziness that was my weekend. Out of respect for Hannah and RJ, I'm gonna hold of posting pictures of them until they have official wedding photos out...my action shots just don't do them justice!!
In more recent news, I felt like I got absolutely nothing accomplished today, but at 5:00 I had achieved record numbers. After a three day weekend, the Fish and Wildlife Service staff returned to the Hatchery office and a broken air conditioner. Needless to say, it was a very sluggish day all the way around. I was even more thrilled than usual to hide in the nice, comfortable, cool basement all day. :)
Jo is a computer-savvy volunteer and she tried deciphering my hieroglyphics on the catalog records I've been keeping the last few days. Lucky for both of us, she was able to follow them pretty well so I can stay in the basement and try to crank out 30-40 blueprints a day while she enters all my data into the computer. I'm relieved about this because it means I can get more blueprints cataloged and somebody else can enter them into the computer even after I go back to Illinois.
Today I discovered the importance of having one person in charge of a cataloging project. I was examining a blueprint of the Hatchery Superintendent's Residence and Office in Cortland, NY and recognized it. I knew I'd seen it before. Nick, who does inventory in the basement and guards me from all sorts of horrible basement boogie men with his pencil and clipboard, laughed because I've cataloged over a hundred blueprints that all look the same so how could I be so sure I'd seen that one before. After about 10 minutes of searching, I proved myself right. Last week I had cataloged a the exact same blueprint, but rather than the typical blueprint process with white lines on Prussian blue dyed drafting paper, the one I had handled last week was hand drawn black and red ink on emulsioned linen, which is linen that has been coated in a liquid that makes the ink stick longer. In other words, I had found an original architectural drawing and the blue print that had been made from it. Randi and Jo were impressed, and that's why Jo started entering my info into the computer for me...if she's doing the entering, I can stick to being the only person doing the cataloging. Thank God for a photographic memory! :)
Did laundry after work...Gonna take care of some dishes and finish unpacking, then nestle into the couch with some num nums and a really great Louis L'Amour book recommended by my awesome bro. Enjoy the pictures!!!!!!
Too bad taking photos while driving is dangerous...I'd take more of these. Golly, I wish I was on a motorcycle!
Hannah had a lady who does hair for Renaissance fairs do hair for the bridesmaids and family of the bride. With our light blue dresses and day lily bouquets, we felt like fairies! :)
90 degrees in the shade....the bridesmaid and bride spent a lot of the time in the only thing even close to AC on the campgrounds....the mess hall's walk-in fridge!
After the wedding, me and my dear Eureka College girlies took a 'hike'. Laura, Betsy, Emily, and I found a deer path to a creek so we kicked off our shoes and walked around the campground in ankle-deep water. Probably the best part of the reception! :)
Phoebe (maid-of-honor and sister of the bride) Myself, and Emily (best friend of the bride) had homemade matching tie-die T-shirts to wear after dinner. Yup, two new amazing great friends! :)
These are from the Black Hills National Cemetery. You can't miss it as you drive east on I-90. It's the Black Hills own version of Arlington. It was the 4th of July, and I simply couldn't help stopping to pay tribute to the flags and headstones.
In more recent news, I felt like I got absolutely nothing accomplished today, but at 5:00 I had achieved record numbers. After a three day weekend, the Fish and Wildlife Service staff returned to the Hatchery office and a broken air conditioner. Needless to say, it was a very sluggish day all the way around. I was even more thrilled than usual to hide in the nice, comfortable, cool basement all day. :)
Jo is a computer-savvy volunteer and she tried deciphering my hieroglyphics on the catalog records I've been keeping the last few days. Lucky for both of us, she was able to follow them pretty well so I can stay in the basement and try to crank out 30-40 blueprints a day while she enters all my data into the computer. I'm relieved about this because it means I can get more blueprints cataloged and somebody else can enter them into the computer even after I go back to Illinois.
Today I discovered the importance of having one person in charge of a cataloging project. I was examining a blueprint of the Hatchery Superintendent's Residence and Office in Cortland, NY and recognized it. I knew I'd seen it before. Nick, who does inventory in the basement and guards me from all sorts of horrible basement boogie men with his pencil and clipboard, laughed because I've cataloged over a hundred blueprints that all look the same so how could I be so sure I'd seen that one before. After about 10 minutes of searching, I proved myself right. Last week I had cataloged a the exact same blueprint, but rather than the typical blueprint process with white lines on Prussian blue dyed drafting paper, the one I had handled last week was hand drawn black and red ink on emulsioned linen, which is linen that has been coated in a liquid that makes the ink stick longer. In other words, I had found an original architectural drawing and the blue print that had been made from it. Randi and Jo were impressed, and that's why Jo started entering my info into the computer for me...if she's doing the entering, I can stick to being the only person doing the cataloging. Thank God for a photographic memory! :)
Did laundry after work...Gonna take care of some dishes and finish unpacking, then nestle into the couch with some num nums and a really great Louis L'Amour book recommended by my awesome bro. Enjoy the pictures!!!!!!
Monday, July 4, 2011
A quick trip home...
I took Friday off to fly home to celebrate the marriage of two of my most dear friends, Hannah Huebner and R.J. McHenry, at Camp Wokanda. I got up at 2:00 a.m. on Friday to catch my early flight in Rapid City, changed planes in Minneapolis, and arrived in good old Peoria, IL by lunchtime. The wedding was on Saturday at 2:00, and the hot weather showed no mercy whatsoever. Still, she was absolutely GORGEOUS and everybody in attendance said awwwwww, cried, or some embarrassing combination thereof. A very long, hot, humid, night, but I was so excited to see my friends from Eureka. Right after the ceremony, Betsy Snobeck, Emily Marvin, Laura Punke and I took off our shoes and took a walk in the creek behind the campsites. Lots of very cool pictures and laughs! :)
Found myself awake at 6:30 Sunday morning and decided to make an early drive home to surprise my family. I returned to Buckley about 9:00 and had plenty of time to shower and go to church with my family. Soooo glad to go back to Grace Bible. I didn't realize how much I would miss my home church until I went without it for 5 weeks. I have an amazing church family there and it was wonderful to see them all.
After church, we headed out to Grandma and Grandpa's lake for some camping, swimming, fishing, and shooting. Rode with Austin on his new motorcycle (Suzuki 550, black and the third bike our family has bought in the last 2 years!) Had one unfortunate incident where the back of my leg kissed the blazing hot exhaust pipe. Still pretty red, but no blisters yet. On a much funnier note, Uncle Rob shot a water snake with a pellet gun while it was swimming past the dock. Yup, one shot. Got it in the head. Pretty sure that will go down in the family history book of amazing camping trips. Just a great day to be in the water!
Also got to see my amazing friend Becca, who I haven't seen in over a year. She's expecting a baby in October, so it was very nice to laugh, cry, dance, and just talk with her for a couple hours. It was really a God thing that she happened to be in Illinois the same weekend I came home for Hannah's wedding.
Ended Sunday evening with square dancing in Onarga, our own family fireworks at the lake, some fishin in the dark, and a couple hands of cards. Up relatively early this morning to catch my flight back to Rapid City, and successfully arrived back at the apartment about and hour ago.
I'm exhausted and I'm starving, but I'm sooo happy. I really needed that little excursion home and even though it was crazy busy and I crammed a lot into just 72 hours, it was TOTALLY worth it.
Planning to celebrate the 4th of July with The Patriot. No fireworks at Mt. Rushmore, so I'm going to hold off on that side trip until my cousins come visit me this weekend on their way back to Montana. Have a great Fourth of July!!!! <3
Found myself awake at 6:30 Sunday morning and decided to make an early drive home to surprise my family. I returned to Buckley about 9:00 and had plenty of time to shower and go to church with my family. Soooo glad to go back to Grace Bible. I didn't realize how much I would miss my home church until I went without it for 5 weeks. I have an amazing church family there and it was wonderful to see them all.
After church, we headed out to Grandma and Grandpa's lake for some camping, swimming, fishing, and shooting. Rode with Austin on his new motorcycle (Suzuki 550, black and the third bike our family has bought in the last 2 years!) Had one unfortunate incident where the back of my leg kissed the blazing hot exhaust pipe. Still pretty red, but no blisters yet. On a much funnier note, Uncle Rob shot a water snake with a pellet gun while it was swimming past the dock. Yup, one shot. Got it in the head. Pretty sure that will go down in the family history book of amazing camping trips. Just a great day to be in the water!
Also got to see my amazing friend Becca, who I haven't seen in over a year. She's expecting a baby in October, so it was very nice to laugh, cry, dance, and just talk with her for a couple hours. It was really a God thing that she happened to be in Illinois the same weekend I came home for Hannah's wedding.
Ended Sunday evening with square dancing in Onarga, our own family fireworks at the lake, some fishin in the dark, and a couple hands of cards. Up relatively early this morning to catch my flight back to Rapid City, and successfully arrived back at the apartment about and hour ago.
I'm exhausted and I'm starving, but I'm sooo happy. I really needed that little excursion home and even though it was crazy busy and I crammed a lot into just 72 hours, it was TOTALLY worth it.
Planning to celebrate the 4th of July with The Patriot. No fireworks at Mt. Rushmore, so I'm going to hold off on that side trip until my cousins come visit me this weekend on their way back to Montana. Have a great Fourth of July!!!! <3
Thursday, June 30, 2011
Me vs. Storms, Smoke, and Sweet Tooth
Wow! It's already Thursday! Yikes!
Lots of storms blowing through SD these days, but they're nothing like Illinois storms....just tons of wind and a little rain. Seriously guys, a storm is not a storm without a decent lightening and thunder show to go with it. :) Last night the gusts were up to 60 mph and I'm on the end of my apartment building, so my night was pretty much all noise and no sleep.
I mention smoke because all the blueprints I'm working with at the Hatchery are the special project that they are because they were exposed to an extreme amount of smoke and heat during a Hatchery fire. Each one is very soot and smoke-stained so it needs special attention for cataloguing and rehousing. Hence, my job. :)
And sweet tooth, well I finished up my first week here, so I'm ending the day with Oreo's, peanut butter, and a Monster! Man, I feel good! Tonight I plan on packing for my flight home tomorrow and cleaning out my fridge of highly-perishable foods so they don't green up my kitchen while I'm gone.
Sorry, you're not gonna get a short post tonight. Hahahaha. Thought you could get away with a short read...come on guys, this is MY blog you're reading. *wink!*
I've been thinking a lot about the implications of this mentorship and a lot of the people I've met here (and talked to back home) are asking...What do I plan to do with the information I learn here? What's the next step after South Dakota museums?
And the big answer is: I don't know yet.
Hey, you asked, so I'm being honest.
The big tie-up is in a strange mix of hobbies....no, passions. That's a better word. I've heard several wise people say "Whatever you do, do it all for the glory of God." Ok...so....I ask myself....how does locking myself in a basement glorify God? Still trying to figure that out...but I want to share a bit of my thoughts here..
Mamma lent me this amazing book by Max Lucado called "You Can Be Anything God Wants You To Be". Great read! And short. I highly recommend it whether you like reading or not, or even whether you like God or not. Anywho, after reading that book, I’m getting used to the idea that God made me the way I am on purpose. That even though I don’t know why I feel the way I do or why I enjoy the things I enjoy, He does. And He made me feel them and enjoy them for a reason. I step back from this mentorship experience and I'm reminded of the $50 question when I started: “Ok God, I’m currently torn between entering the ministry and working in a museum. Now what?"
Being here in South Dakota has opened my eyes to some kind of strange inner fascination I have with historic items and documents and the inner workings of the Department of the Interior.
Question No. 1: Where did that COME from?
Question No. 2: What in the WORLD am I supposed to do with it?
Seriously, how many people in the world are torn between these two kinds of careers? I’ve got this aching, longing, almost crawling, desperate need to read the Word of God and understand it. It’s somewhere so deep inside me that even though it’s a loud, blaring, symphonic orchestra in my soul, my head can only hear a faint, whispering melody. And then when I open my heart to God’s Word and the message it has to share and the ridiculous love He has for me, I want more! Kind of like that song, Your Love is My Drug. Only literally. I can’t shake it. I need to be in the Word.
And then there’s this crazy obsession with white cotton gloves, dark basements full of very old things that nobody wants anymore, and mountains of paperwork that some guy behind a desk in D.C. wants me to fill out.
Again, where did these fascinations come from and what do I do with them?
I think I’ve found the answer to the first question...and it’s God.
Do I get it? Not even close. I stopped trying to understand His deep, dark complexities somewhere in the middle of Christian Thought with Dr. Wright. But I think even more important than understanding that they came from God, is accepting that He had a reason for giving them to me.
I haven’t the faintest idea what’s going to happen or where my life is going to lead me that my love for God’s Word and museum work happen to collide, but I know that eventually they will, because God wouldn’t put these feelings inside me if they weren’t going to help me glorify Him...somehow. God gave me these passions, which means eventually they’re going to come in handy.
And that, folks, is my justification for being here. Sitting in the basement of the Hatchery, I’m starting to consider where I want to go next. The Smithsonian or the British museum sounds AMAZING! I think I want to give that a try.
But I also wanted to go to seminary in Australia my senior year. So which do I go for?
At this point, both. And maybe somewhere between here and Australia, God will show me how I’m supposed to combine His Word and museum work. And if He doesn’t...well...then...I just keep doing what I love...because if I didn’t do what I love...I wouldn’t be accepting the passions God gave me...and I wouldn’t be glorifying His awesome power and control in my life.
Lots of storms blowing through SD these days, but they're nothing like Illinois storms....just tons of wind and a little rain. Seriously guys, a storm is not a storm without a decent lightening and thunder show to go with it. :) Last night the gusts were up to 60 mph and I'm on the end of my apartment building, so my night was pretty much all noise and no sleep.
I mention smoke because all the blueprints I'm working with at the Hatchery are the special project that they are because they were exposed to an extreme amount of smoke and heat during a Hatchery fire. Each one is very soot and smoke-stained so it needs special attention for cataloguing and rehousing. Hence, my job. :)
And sweet tooth, well I finished up my first week here, so I'm ending the day with Oreo's, peanut butter, and a Monster! Man, I feel good! Tonight I plan on packing for my flight home tomorrow and cleaning out my fridge of highly-perishable foods so they don't green up my kitchen while I'm gone.
Sorry, you're not gonna get a short post tonight. Hahahaha. Thought you could get away with a short read...come on guys, this is MY blog you're reading. *wink!*
I've been thinking a lot about the implications of this mentorship and a lot of the people I've met here (and talked to back home) are asking...What do I plan to do with the information I learn here? What's the next step after South Dakota museums?
And the big answer is: I don't know yet.
Hey, you asked, so I'm being honest.
The big tie-up is in a strange mix of hobbies....no, passions. That's a better word. I've heard several wise people say "Whatever you do, do it all for the glory of God." Ok...so....I ask myself....how does locking myself in a basement glorify God? Still trying to figure that out...but I want to share a bit of my thoughts here..
Mamma lent me this amazing book by Max Lucado called "You Can Be Anything God Wants You To Be". Great read! And short. I highly recommend it whether you like reading or not, or even whether you like God or not. Anywho, after reading that book, I’m getting used to the idea that God made me the way I am on purpose. That even though I don’t know why I feel the way I do or why I enjoy the things I enjoy, He does. And He made me feel them and enjoy them for a reason. I step back from this mentorship experience and I'm reminded of the $50 question when I started: “Ok God, I’m currently torn between entering the ministry and working in a museum. Now what?"
Being here in South Dakota has opened my eyes to some kind of strange inner fascination I have with historic items and documents and the inner workings of the Department of the Interior.
Question No. 1: Where did that COME from?
Question No. 2: What in the WORLD am I supposed to do with it?
Seriously, how many people in the world are torn between these two kinds of careers? I’ve got this aching, longing, almost crawling, desperate need to read the Word of God and understand it. It’s somewhere so deep inside me that even though it’s a loud, blaring, symphonic orchestra in my soul, my head can only hear a faint, whispering melody. And then when I open my heart to God’s Word and the message it has to share and the ridiculous love He has for me, I want more! Kind of like that song, Your Love is My Drug. Only literally. I can’t shake it. I need to be in the Word.
And then there’s this crazy obsession with white cotton gloves, dark basements full of very old things that nobody wants anymore, and mountains of paperwork that some guy behind a desk in D.C. wants me to fill out.
Again, where did these fascinations come from and what do I do with them?
I think I’ve found the answer to the first question...and it’s God.
Do I get it? Not even close. I stopped trying to understand His deep, dark complexities somewhere in the middle of Christian Thought with Dr. Wright. But I think even more important than understanding that they came from God, is accepting that He had a reason for giving them to me.
I haven’t the faintest idea what’s going to happen or where my life is going to lead me that my love for God’s Word and museum work happen to collide, but I know that eventually they will, because God wouldn’t put these feelings inside me if they weren’t going to help me glorify Him...somehow. God gave me these passions, which means eventually they’re going to come in handy.
And that, folks, is my justification for being here. Sitting in the basement of the Hatchery, I’m starting to consider where I want to go next. The Smithsonian or the British museum sounds AMAZING! I think I want to give that a try.
But I also wanted to go to seminary in Australia my senior year. So which do I go for?
At this point, both. And maybe somewhere between here and Australia, God will show me how I’m supposed to combine His Word and museum work. And if He doesn’t...well...then...I just keep doing what I love...because if I didn’t do what I love...I wouldn’t be accepting the passions God gave me...and I wouldn’t be glorifying His awesome power and control in my life.
Tuesday, June 28, 2011
Day Two...Getting started
So I just realized this is my second day two. Hmmm. :)
Got down to business right away this morning. My big project is, in fact, going to be cataloguing and rehousing the blueprints that Randi lovingly calls The 42's. At my last guestimation, I believe there's 82 different hatcheries with anywhere from 1-30 blueprints each for me to catalogue and rehouse. I'm gonna be at this a couple of weeks...but I have to admit, it's a BLAST! Each one is different, and I'm surrounded by reference books to 'expand my knowledge-base' (quote by Randi, every 10 minutes) in the processes of blueprint-making. So many different kinds! I honestly thought all blueprints were blue. Apparently not. There is also white, and off-white, and linen, and plastic with lines colors ranging from black and light brown to blue and purple. It's kind of a maze trying to cross-reference and figure out exactly what kind of blueprint each one is, but hey, that's what makes it an ADVENTURE! :)
Finished about 16 blueprints before the day ended at 5:00. The Hatchery put on a Volunteer Appreciation Dinner at 6:00, so that gave me a lovely hour to walk around the city park, toss a penny into Spearfish Creek, and explore a couple of the trails behind the Hatchery Museum. Too bad the camera card was too full for pictures.
I had a nice talk with one of the volunteers about the differences between government-funded and on-profit museums. Each has it's pros and cons, and I'm really glad I have the opportunity to work at both this summer!
Other than that, I got a free meal (score!) and had a chance to Skype with my Grandma in southern IL and cousin in TN. Feels good to be back online. I know this sounds like I'm totally dependent on the internet, but I'm not going to lie, it helps when my apartment gets quiet at night :)
Got down to business right away this morning. My big project is, in fact, going to be cataloguing and rehousing the blueprints that Randi lovingly calls The 42's. At my last guestimation, I believe there's 82 different hatcheries with anywhere from 1-30 blueprints each for me to catalogue and rehouse. I'm gonna be at this a couple of weeks...but I have to admit, it's a BLAST! Each one is different, and I'm surrounded by reference books to 'expand my knowledge-base' (quote by Randi, every 10 minutes) in the processes of blueprint-making. So many different kinds! I honestly thought all blueprints were blue. Apparently not. There is also white, and off-white, and linen, and plastic with lines colors ranging from black and light brown to blue and purple. It's kind of a maze trying to cross-reference and figure out exactly what kind of blueprint each one is, but hey, that's what makes it an ADVENTURE! :)
Finished about 16 blueprints before the day ended at 5:00. The Hatchery put on a Volunteer Appreciation Dinner at 6:00, so that gave me a lovely hour to walk around the city park, toss a penny into Spearfish Creek, and explore a couple of the trails behind the Hatchery Museum. Too bad the camera card was too full for pictures.
I had a nice talk with one of the volunteers about the differences between government-funded and on-profit museums. Each has it's pros and cons, and I'm really glad I have the opportunity to work at both this summer!
Other than that, I got a free meal (score!) and had a chance to Skype with my Grandma in southern IL and cousin in TN. Feels good to be back online. I know this sounds like I'm totally dependent on the internet, but I'm not going to lie, it helps when my apartment gets quiet at night :)
Monday, June 27, 2011
Operation Spearfish Hatchery!!!
So my amazing Aunt Kay and cousins Molly and Jackson met up with me in Mitchell on Saturday! :) We visited the Archeodome and watched the diggers for awhile, then I showed them around DD. After dinner at Whiskey Creek we did some dancing at an open-house/wedding reception downtown and then saw a drive-in movie. Great times! It was really good to see them. I'll see them again when I fly home next weekend and then the following weekend they'll be driving back through Spearfish on their way home to Montana. Now I'll have something great to look forward to on the weekends. Also, for my last weekend in Spearfish, Mom found some great deals on plane tickets, so Austin is flying out to Rapid City on my last day of work and we'll make the drive back to Illinois together. Hoping to stretch it out over a couple of days so we can hit up Mitchell's rodeo weekend. :)
On Sunday I packed up my stuff, said goodbye to Clay and Cindy...they'll always be my home in South Dakota. Then me and the cuzins hit up the Corn Palace for all of 10 minutes before heading to Cabela's. Molly and Jax both got pistols last summer and Molly bought a holster for hers so when they go shooting she's got a holster.
A long drive to Spearfish, and really gloomy. I've never seen thunderheads like that...not even in Illinois. I pulled off the interstate to get a bite to eat just in time for nickel-sized hail to cover my car like snow! In 10 minutes, it turned to rain, and by the time I was done eating, the sun was out. But sadly it didn't last long. Arrived at my apartment, moved in, and made a grocery run all in the rain.
But today was SUNNY! AND WARM! My first day at the Spearfish Historic Fish Hatchery. The museum is near the city park, so they get lots of visitors. The Hatchery is very different from DD…Renee is in charge of community events and the volunteer schedule, John does the archival research, Randi (my mentor) is in charge of collections, cataloguing, and Rehousing, Carlos and Delores run the administrative and business side of the museum, and Caitlyn does the media and advertising. There’s also a historic house on the same property as the museum, but Rachel works with the Booth Society and they’re completely separate from the museum itself. And when they’d all introduced themselves, I thought, “Wow. Lori does ALL of that.” I don’t respect the Hatchery staff any less, but I sure respect Lori even more than I did before.
I spent most of the day reading up on museum safety and collections policies. It all looked pretty familiar, but different because the Hatchery is run by the Fish and Wildlife Service, which is neither nonprofit (like DD) nor does it really fall under the same category as the National Park Service. It’s a government-run museum and it uses a lot of the same guidelines and software as museums under the National Park Service, but the FWS really is a separate department when you get to Washington. Carlos is head of the whole operation and he reports directly to the office in Washington.
After lunch I went to the basement of the office building with Randi, and it looks like I’m going to be spending most of my time down there over the next 3 weeks. The basement is not nearly as fun as the DD basement because most of their artifacts are properly housed in file cabinets. Since the Hatchery is funded by the government, it can afford all that expensive storage equipment. Compared to DD, it’s pretty small as far as artifacts go, only 7,000, but in the archives department, the Hatchery is much bigger, with over 167,000 prints, photos, and blueprints that increase by about 500 linear feet each year. Not quite as fun as the DD basement, since it's all properly stored in hanging folders and cabinets.
I'm hoping to find some way to enjoy the lovely scenery here. Not going to see much of it if I'm spending all my days in the basement, but on a positive note, I get to handle some pretty old blueprints! :)
Now that I have a permanent internet source in my apartment, I'm hoping to keep in touch with people more as well, which will make staying here a little less lonely. Enjoy the pics! :)
My AMAZING host family...Clay and Cindy Gregg
Jax, Molly, and Me at the Archeodome...golly they're getting tall...did I mention that Molly was DRIVING when I met them in Mitchell??
Hello Black Hills. <3
On Sunday I packed up my stuff, said goodbye to Clay and Cindy...they'll always be my home in South Dakota. Then me and the cuzins hit up the Corn Palace for all of 10 minutes before heading to Cabela's. Molly and Jax both got pistols last summer and Molly bought a holster for hers so when they go shooting she's got a holster.
A long drive to Spearfish, and really gloomy. I've never seen thunderheads like that...not even in Illinois. I pulled off the interstate to get a bite to eat just in time for nickel-sized hail to cover my car like snow! In 10 minutes, it turned to rain, and by the time I was done eating, the sun was out. But sadly it didn't last long. Arrived at my apartment, moved in, and made a grocery run all in the rain.
But today was SUNNY! AND WARM! My first day at the Spearfish Historic Fish Hatchery. The museum is near the city park, so they get lots of visitors. The Hatchery is very different from DD…Renee is in charge of community events and the volunteer schedule, John does the archival research, Randi (my mentor) is in charge of collections, cataloguing, and Rehousing, Carlos and Delores run the administrative and business side of the museum, and Caitlyn does the media and advertising. There’s also a historic house on the same property as the museum, but Rachel works with the Booth Society and they’re completely separate from the museum itself. And when they’d all introduced themselves, I thought, “Wow. Lori does ALL of that.” I don’t respect the Hatchery staff any less, but I sure respect Lori even more than I did before.
I spent most of the day reading up on museum safety and collections policies. It all looked pretty familiar, but different because the Hatchery is run by the Fish and Wildlife Service, which is neither nonprofit (like DD) nor does it really fall under the same category as the National Park Service. It’s a government-run museum and it uses a lot of the same guidelines and software as museums under the National Park Service, but the FWS really is a separate department when you get to Washington. Carlos is head of the whole operation and he reports directly to the office in Washington.
After lunch I went to the basement of the office building with Randi, and it looks like I’m going to be spending most of my time down there over the next 3 weeks. The basement is not nearly as fun as the DD basement because most of their artifacts are properly housed in file cabinets. Since the Hatchery is funded by the government, it can afford all that expensive storage equipment. Compared to DD, it’s pretty small as far as artifacts go, only 7,000, but in the archives department, the Hatchery is much bigger, with over 167,000 prints, photos, and blueprints that increase by about 500 linear feet each year. Not quite as fun as the DD basement, since it's all properly stored in hanging folders and cabinets.
I'm hoping to find some way to enjoy the lovely scenery here. Not going to see much of it if I'm spending all my days in the basement, but on a positive note, I get to handle some pretty old blueprints! :)
Now that I have a permanent internet source in my apartment, I'm hoping to keep in touch with people more as well, which will make staying here a little less lonely. Enjoy the pics! :)
My AMAZING host family...Clay and Cindy Gregg
Jax, Molly, and Me at the Archeodome...golly they're getting tall...did I mention that Molly was DRIVING when I met them in Mitchell??
Hello Black Hills. <3
Friday, June 24, 2011
Bittersweet
Finished up my last two days at DD on a pretty positive note. The sun finally came out after a 2 week vacation, and it's been a great couple of days!
Yesterday I worked with Pat and Jane for the last time in the basement. Finished work on the map as far as we could, but we can’t fully remount it because it needs a new mat that we need to order. Pat also pulled a few Charles Hargens pieces out for me to see. She knows I like cowboys. J
When I went back upstairs, they had bought 2 boxes of cupcakes for my last day with some of them! We had a cupcake break and they were SO kind!
After 2 cupcakes, an errand, and lunch, I went back to the basement and finished the last 5 hatboxes. After that, I went back up to find Lori gone home with a bad headache. I took the liberty of putting the dress form I carved yesterday on one of the poles we let settle in concrete last night. It worked GREAT!
Cindy and Clay took me out to Whiskey Creek for dinner. I split a full rack of ribs with Clay and had the HUGEST baked potato loaded with bacon, cheese, sour cream, and pulled pork. Needless to say, I was still full when I woke up this morning for breakfast.
Today was a pretty quiet day, not a whole lot of people, even for a Friday. Lori and I got another dress mounted on our styrofoam/wood/concrete dress forms. I really like our design for the forms: they're easy to fit, easy to make, and best of all, easy to carry around the exhibit and rearrange!
I took a long lunch break and went over to the Archeodome at the Indian Village. The archaeology students from the University of Exeter in England arrived yesterday so I got a chance to watch them do some digging. I had to leave after 20 minutes though, because I was about to grab a trowel and start digging. :)
Not a whole lot of plans for the evening. Getting psyched to see my cousins Molly and Jackson and Aunt Kay tomorrow. I think I'm going to give them a personalized tour of DD, then go to my friend Jane's wedding reception (it's literally an open house party at the Moose Lodge downtown...swing dance taboot!) then we're gonna go to the drive in! Haven't seen them since New Year's and CAN'T WAIT!
So here's my shout-out to Lori Holmberg! Thanks so much for everything you've taught me over the last four weeks! It's been a crazy ride and I have LOVED every single minute of it! I'll never forget our time together...
On an even more exciting note....BRACE YOURSELF, SPEARFISH!!! I'LL SEE YOU ON SUNDAAY!!! :D
Making our dress forms :)
My last wedding dress...
Exeter students in the Archeodome
Yesterday I worked with Pat and Jane for the last time in the basement. Finished work on the map as far as we could, but we can’t fully remount it because it needs a new mat that we need to order. Pat also pulled a few Charles Hargens pieces out for me to see. She knows I like cowboys. J
When I went back upstairs, they had bought 2 boxes of cupcakes for my last day with some of them! We had a cupcake break and they were SO kind!
After 2 cupcakes, an errand, and lunch, I went back to the basement and finished the last 5 hatboxes. After that, I went back up to find Lori gone home with a bad headache. I took the liberty of putting the dress form I carved yesterday on one of the poles we let settle in concrete last night. It worked GREAT!
Cindy and Clay took me out to Whiskey Creek for dinner. I split a full rack of ribs with Clay and had the HUGEST baked potato loaded with bacon, cheese, sour cream, and pulled pork. Needless to say, I was still full when I woke up this morning for breakfast.
Today was a pretty quiet day, not a whole lot of people, even for a Friday. Lori and I got another dress mounted on our styrofoam/wood/concrete dress forms. I really like our design for the forms: they're easy to fit, easy to make, and best of all, easy to carry around the exhibit and rearrange!
I took a long lunch break and went over to the Archeodome at the Indian Village. The archaeology students from the University of Exeter in England arrived yesterday so I got a chance to watch them do some digging. I had to leave after 20 minutes though, because I was about to grab a trowel and start digging. :)
Not a whole lot of plans for the evening. Getting psyched to see my cousins Molly and Jackson and Aunt Kay tomorrow. I think I'm going to give them a personalized tour of DD, then go to my friend Jane's wedding reception (it's literally an open house party at the Moose Lodge downtown...swing dance taboot!) then we're gonna go to the drive in! Haven't seen them since New Year's and CAN'T WAIT!
So here's my shout-out to Lori Holmberg! Thanks so much for everything you've taught me over the last four weeks! It's been a crazy ride and I have LOVED every single minute of it! I'll never forget our time together...
On an even more exciting note....BRACE YOURSELF, SPEARFISH!!! I'LL SEE YOU ON SUNDAAY!!! :D
Making our dress forms :)
My last wedding dress...
Wednesday, June 22, 2011
RIP, BB, HB, NT, and CP
Wow, it's been awhile since I got in a post! By the time I'm finished here, you'll see why. It's been a very busy week...lots of major events that I'll go through chronologically for ya'll. :)
RIP:
On Friday I went to Sioux Falls with Clay and Cindy because Clay had a check up at the Veteran's Affairs Hospital. Of course, we got in some shopping and a sushi run, but the day was most memorable for the sad news Cindy received when we got home. One of her full-time co-workers had passed away that afternoon of a heart attack. Of course that put a huge wrench into the weekend, since he had been very key in planning the Beach Boys concert. I was glad I could be there for her, she didn’t hardly sleep that night and neither did I. I had only met Kent on Wednesday, but that’s all the time I needed to know he was a really great guy. That was definitely a part of this mentorship I hadn’t planned on dealing with.
BB:
BEACH BOYS!!! Cindy and I arrived at the Indian Village at 7:30 a.m. on Saturday to begin set-up. Without Kent, our workload was much greater, and the girls who usually run the front desk had just found out about his passing that morning. So…being the girl that didn’t know him so well, I covered the front desk and managed the costumers and gift shop while they got through the morning preparing for the concert away from the public eye. It was a difficult morning for everyone, but the evening was SOOO worth it!
The gates opened at 6:00 and the VIP reception began at 6:30. Me and two local high school girls ran the merchandise table, so we were very busy right up to concert time at 8:30. We were so busy, I almost missed my chance to meet Mike Love, but I made it just in time! Got some amazing pictures as well! We had a crowd of over 2,000 people and did GREAT at the merchandise table.
HB:
Hat boxes. Sunday was a hard day because we spent our day off cleaning up from the concert. The property got vandalized after the stage crew left, so we had a great gift of destruction waiting when we arrived. Cindy also began the difficult and painful process of looking for someone to replace Kent. Planning and running the concert was difficult enough, but dealing with the death of a great employee and close friend only adds to the difficulty. She needs a vacation. Monday was not much easier, even though it felt good to be back at DD after being away for 3 days. I was very thankful when Lori let me hide in the basement all day make plastic hat boxes. We have TONS of hats in the DD basement, most of which are not properly stored. We had 2 volunteers last year that spent all winter making acid-free plastic boxes to keep them in. Unfortunately, making the boxes is much harder for 70 and 80 year old ladies, and personally, I didn’t feel comfortable giving them a dimly-lit room, a huge ruler, and a utility knife. So, I gladly achieved 5 hours of alone time and made 15 hat boxes. That was my Monday, and I was thankful for a chance to be alone in the basement to clear my head from the weekend, and brace myself for my last week at DD.
NT:
National Treasure….yup, there’s a map that’s right at 200 years old in the DD basement. No, it’s not on the back of a document, but yes, I do think it’s pretty amazing and I definitely felt like Ben Gates and the Declaration of Independence as I carefully removed it from its frame and began examining it on Tuesday.
We had a living history event Tuesday night. A few actors arrived around 11. After a tour of the museum, I took them out to lunch and then we all went to Einstein’s, the local costume shop. Quite a menagerie of costumes! I could spend HOURS in there! I was lucky enough to be able to dress up and play a historic character with them, which was very exciting. Lori let me portray one of the women whose wedding dress was in my wedding dress exhibit, which was very cool! We didn’t have a lot of visitors, but we sure had a good time, and I personally enjoyed getting to split my Tuesday between time in the basement with a 1722 map of the U.S. and upstairs with a 1904 wedding dress.
PC:
Pouring concrete! We still have lots of wedding dresses we need to get on frames before we can open up the entire exhibit, so since it was Wednesday (our office day) Lori and I ran some errands then set to work making dress forms out of Styrofoam. Back to what I was doing on my first day….that was kinda interesting. We decided to mount them we’re going to try sticking them on wooden poles we have cemented in ice cream buckets. Pretty neat strategy, and most people don’t realize how creative and hand-crafty you need to be to do this job. We cut the wooden poles with a hand saw, then mixed the concrete in a gallon bucket before pouring it into the ice cream buckets. Again, I’m constantly amazed at the huge variety of skills you can use while being a museum director.
I know this has been a long post, but hey, it’s what I get for having a semi-lame laptop and being so busy. It hasn’t stopped raining since the Beach Boy’s concert. We had perfect weather that night, but every day since then has been downright depressing. Hoping for some sunshine later this week. Still,, I’m very happy with how the concert went and what I’ve been able to do at DD…always something new, right up to the bitter end, let me tell you. Enjoy the pictures!
Me with Beach Boys founder and lead singer MIKE LOVE!!! :)
John Stamos posed for a picture backstage....still gorgeous Uncle Jesse to me! :)
Cutting out hat boxes in the basement...
My first living history character! :)
RIP:
On Friday I went to Sioux Falls with Clay and Cindy because Clay had a check up at the Veteran's Affairs Hospital. Of course, we got in some shopping and a sushi run, but the day was most memorable for the sad news Cindy received when we got home. One of her full-time co-workers had passed away that afternoon of a heart attack. Of course that put a huge wrench into the weekend, since he had been very key in planning the Beach Boys concert. I was glad I could be there for her, she didn’t hardly sleep that night and neither did I. I had only met Kent on Wednesday, but that’s all the time I needed to know he was a really great guy. That was definitely a part of this mentorship I hadn’t planned on dealing with.
BB:
BEACH BOYS!!! Cindy and I arrived at the Indian Village at 7:30 a.m. on Saturday to begin set-up. Without Kent, our workload was much greater, and the girls who usually run the front desk had just found out about his passing that morning. So…being the girl that didn’t know him so well, I covered the front desk and managed the costumers and gift shop while they got through the morning preparing for the concert away from the public eye. It was a difficult morning for everyone, but the evening was SOOO worth it!
The gates opened at 6:00 and the VIP reception began at 6:30. Me and two local high school girls ran the merchandise table, so we were very busy right up to concert time at 8:30. We were so busy, I almost missed my chance to meet Mike Love, but I made it just in time! Got some amazing pictures as well! We had a crowd of over 2,000 people and did GREAT at the merchandise table.
HB:
Hat boxes. Sunday was a hard day because we spent our day off cleaning up from the concert. The property got vandalized after the stage crew left, so we had a great gift of destruction waiting when we arrived. Cindy also began the difficult and painful process of looking for someone to replace Kent. Planning and running the concert was difficult enough, but dealing with the death of a great employee and close friend only adds to the difficulty. She needs a vacation. Monday was not much easier, even though it felt good to be back at DD after being away for 3 days. I was very thankful when Lori let me hide in the basement all day make plastic hat boxes. We have TONS of hats in the DD basement, most of which are not properly stored. We had 2 volunteers last year that spent all winter making acid-free plastic boxes to keep them in. Unfortunately, making the boxes is much harder for 70 and 80 year old ladies, and personally, I didn’t feel comfortable giving them a dimly-lit room, a huge ruler, and a utility knife. So, I gladly achieved 5 hours of alone time and made 15 hat boxes. That was my Monday, and I was thankful for a chance to be alone in the basement to clear my head from the weekend, and brace myself for my last week at DD.
NT:
National Treasure….yup, there’s a map that’s right at 200 years old in the DD basement. No, it’s not on the back of a document, but yes, I do think it’s pretty amazing and I definitely felt like Ben Gates and the Declaration of Independence as I carefully removed it from its frame and began examining it on Tuesday.
We had a living history event Tuesday night. A few actors arrived around 11. After a tour of the museum, I took them out to lunch and then we all went to Einstein’s, the local costume shop. Quite a menagerie of costumes! I could spend HOURS in there! I was lucky enough to be able to dress up and play a historic character with them, which was very exciting. Lori let me portray one of the women whose wedding dress was in my wedding dress exhibit, which was very cool! We didn’t have a lot of visitors, but we sure had a good time, and I personally enjoyed getting to split my Tuesday between time in the basement with a 1722 map of the U.S. and upstairs with a 1904 wedding dress.
PC:
Pouring concrete! We still have lots of wedding dresses we need to get on frames before we can open up the entire exhibit, so since it was Wednesday (our office day) Lori and I ran some errands then set to work making dress forms out of Styrofoam. Back to what I was doing on my first day….that was kinda interesting. We decided to mount them we’re going to try sticking them on wooden poles we have cemented in ice cream buckets. Pretty neat strategy, and most people don’t realize how creative and hand-crafty you need to be to do this job. We cut the wooden poles with a hand saw, then mixed the concrete in a gallon bucket before pouring it into the ice cream buckets. Again, I’m constantly amazed at the huge variety of skills you can use while being a museum director.
I know this has been a long post, but hey, it’s what I get for having a semi-lame laptop and being so busy. It hasn’t stopped raining since the Beach Boy’s concert. We had perfect weather that night, but every day since then has been downright depressing. Hoping for some sunshine later this week. Still,, I’m very happy with how the concert went and what I’ve been able to do at DD…always something new, right up to the bitter end, let me tell you. Enjoy the pictures!
Me with Beach Boys founder and lead singer MIKE LOVE!!! :)
John Stamos posed for a picture backstage....still gorgeous Uncle Jesse to me! :)
Cutting out hat boxes in the basement...
My first living history character! :)
Thursday, June 16, 2011
Ending the Week On a Great Note...and Early
Yesterday was pretty long and had some strange quirks, so I decided to cool off and wait til I had more exciting and interesting things to share. I spent most of the day up to my nose in grant reports and grant updates. After a few hours, I got so confused and finally asked Lori to explain each individual project to me. There are projects for the village, projects for improving collections security, projects for improving collections storage and accessibility, projects for improving the general museum maintenance. YIKES! Some involve grants, some are simply internal documents. Telling the difference is hard though, because all include information from reports from local architects (Jeff Oertel and Rebecca Ellis) and are kept in huge thick binders. I totally appreciate what Lori does even more now because there is so much to her job. I’m gonna have a list a mile long about all the different software programs, grant application databases, and local/state/federal organizations I got to work with during my stay, and that’s only the business side! The rest is implementing all the goals in each of these reports. WOW!
Around noon, three guys came into DD speaking Italian. When I asked where they were from they answered, “We are from the city of Romeo and Juliet!” When I shrieked, “Verona?!” they were really impressed I knew where that was. Yay Shakespeare!
In other news, there’s a church theater group coming from Minneapolis next week to do some living history stuff. I suggested a girl could be one of the ladies whose wedding dress we have on display, because one of them has like 3 pages of info about the girl. I off-handedly said, “I would do that one.” and Lori was like, “Great, it’s yours.”
AHHH!!
So next week, I get to play dress up and do some living history for one of the girls in my own exhibit! This is gonna be so awesome!
Today I realized how much I LOVE MY JOB! :)
Worked with Jane and Pat in the basement again. We rehoused one picture then took down all the framed pieces hanging in the Changing Gallery by the balcony. A new artist came in yesterday and gave us a bunch of new pieces for us to put up there. Once we got the stuff taken down and put back into archives where it belonged, I ate lunch and started entering all the Hobo’s into Lori’s computer. Somewhere around 2:00 I took a break to take my recently-finished promotion kiosk and flyers to the Corn Palace, where two very nice guys from the front desk help me haul it from Jan’s truck into the front lobby. Once I got back from the Palace I finished the Hobo readings (got to get into the glass cases again…SCORE!). Then I set to redesigning the flyers I had just hung up in the Corn Palace. Lori and I discovered some design changes we needed to make that we hadn’t considered before, so I spent a couple hours changing them. Laurie Yeo’s going to take them back to the Palace and change them out tomorrow. My oops, but technically, this is her project and I’m following orders, so it’s not a huge deal for me to redesign them.
Gave at least 3 tours through the Beckwith House today and I LOVED it! I’m beginning to realize how much I love explaining that history to people. It’s the same thing when I give tours of the academic side of campus at EC…hmmm. I’m sensing a pattern here. I love what I’m doing here, and I’m kinda bummed I won’t be back to DD until Monday.
Clay has a doctor’s appointment in Sioux Falls tomorrow so I got the day off to go with Cindy and Clay. Cindy is going to show me around the Falls, take me shopping, and we’re going to get sushi. She was thrilled when she discovered I liked sushi because then Clay becomes the minority against those of us who have a strange fascination with raw fish. I tell you what, sushi is becoming that one thing that I try everywhere. Wherever I go in the U.S. or abroad, there is always SOMEplace selling sushi. Gotta love it!
So that’s tomorrow. Then Saturday is the Beach Boy’s concert at the Indian Village and Cindy has recruited me to work at the VIP reception, which includes a personal meeting and picture with John Stamos! *shriek and happy dance!* I’m headed out to the Indian Village now to buy my T-shirt. Should be an exciting weekend! Can’t wait to share pictures!!! Let’s just hope the weather holds and we don’t get rained out….
Around noon, three guys came into DD speaking Italian. When I asked where they were from they answered, “We are from the city of Romeo and Juliet!” When I shrieked, “Verona?!” they were really impressed I knew where that was. Yay Shakespeare!
In other news, there’s a church theater group coming from Minneapolis next week to do some living history stuff. I suggested a girl could be one of the ladies whose wedding dress we have on display, because one of them has like 3 pages of info about the girl. I off-handedly said, “I would do that one.” and Lori was like, “Great, it’s yours.”
AHHH!!
So next week, I get to play dress up and do some living history for one of the girls in my own exhibit! This is gonna be so awesome!
Today I realized how much I LOVE MY JOB! :)
Worked with Jane and Pat in the basement again. We rehoused one picture then took down all the framed pieces hanging in the Changing Gallery by the balcony. A new artist came in yesterday and gave us a bunch of new pieces for us to put up there. Once we got the stuff taken down and put back into archives where it belonged, I ate lunch and started entering all the Hobo’s into Lori’s computer. Somewhere around 2:00 I took a break to take my recently-finished promotion kiosk and flyers to the Corn Palace, where two very nice guys from the front desk help me haul it from Jan’s truck into the front lobby. Once I got back from the Palace I finished the Hobo readings (got to get into the glass cases again…SCORE!). Then I set to redesigning the flyers I had just hung up in the Corn Palace. Lori and I discovered some design changes we needed to make that we hadn’t considered before, so I spent a couple hours changing them. Laurie Yeo’s going to take them back to the Palace and change them out tomorrow. My oops, but technically, this is her project and I’m following orders, so it’s not a huge deal for me to redesign them.
Gave at least 3 tours through the Beckwith House today and I LOVED it! I’m beginning to realize how much I love explaining that history to people. It’s the same thing when I give tours of the academic side of campus at EC…hmmm. I’m sensing a pattern here. I love what I’m doing here, and I’m kinda bummed I won’t be back to DD until Monday.
Clay has a doctor’s appointment in Sioux Falls tomorrow so I got the day off to go with Cindy and Clay. Cindy is going to show me around the Falls, take me shopping, and we’re going to get sushi. She was thrilled when she discovered I liked sushi because then Clay becomes the minority against those of us who have a strange fascination with raw fish. I tell you what, sushi is becoming that one thing that I try everywhere. Wherever I go in the U.S. or abroad, there is always SOMEplace selling sushi. Gotta love it!
So that’s tomorrow. Then Saturday is the Beach Boy’s concert at the Indian Village and Cindy has recruited me to work at the VIP reception, which includes a personal meeting and picture with John Stamos! *shriek and happy dance!* I’m headed out to the Indian Village now to buy my T-shirt. Should be an exciting weekend! Can’t wait to share pictures!!! Let’s just hope the weather holds and we don’t get rained out….
Tuesday, June 14, 2011
*Insert Wacky Cool Title Here*
HAPPY ANNIVERSARY CLAY AND CINDY!
My amazing host family is celebrating 11 years of marriage at a loverly pub in Huron tonight, so it’s just me, myself, and I for the evening. Probably gonna get some shopping done.
By comparison to yesterday, a very well-rounded day for a Tuesday. I arrived early and helped Jane and Pat rehouse a couple of art pieces. The art we see never fails to impress me. Last week we had a photograph that turned out to be charcoal and today we worked on this amazing piece that turned out to be a piece of burnt linen. Oh yes, there’s a story here. :)
Back in 1913, the Alexander Mitchell hotel burned to the ground. No one was injured, but one of the fireman on a ladder entered one of the burning rooms and spotted a dresser with some expensive-looking valuables on it. Rather than grab the valuables themselves, he simply picked up the entire dresser cover (an embroidered sheet of cream-colored linen) and tossed the whole bundle out the window. After a couple of days, the linen started to change colors. It had been exposed to the heat just long enough to slightly burn the areas not covered by the valuables, but not enough to actually blacken and dry out the material. What was left was a perfectly useful linen now recolored chocolate brown by the fire, but the valuables sitting on the linen left their shape in the original cream color because they protected that part of the linen from the heat. So now, almost 100 years later, I pull a frame out of a box and see brown colored cloth with very obvious cream-colored shapes that a quiet obviously a scissors, two brushes, some matches, a crumpled tie, and a mirror stand. It was SO cool! It looked like one of those X-rays of a person who swallowed a quarter or a toothpick…everything is black, but the white shape of the toothpick is very visible.
After that adventure, I went to the Corn Palace with Laurie Yeo (one of our volunteers) to check out promotion possibilities. I ended up getting handed the project, so now I’m designing some flyers and a kiosk to build in the Palace lobby. Not what I expected to start the with, but I’m all for building something to get Palace visitors attention and out to DD!
From there, I headed back to DD where Lori and I met with Brad Ciavarella, an architect here in Mitchell, and his intern Rob. It was kinda neat to have two professionals and their student interns crowded around a small table for a business meeting. A few weeks ago, DD received some big grant money to do a restoration and construction project on the Beckwith House, primarily the 4 rooms upstairs that are not available or open for showing. She let me read through the grant application she sent in, and wow was it impressive! I think 80% of the difficulty behind getting a grant is collecting all the information they require and submitting it in exactly the write format, number of envelopes, and size font they want! I had no idea there was so much work behind applying for grants!
Anyway, Brad, Rob, Lori and I spent 2 hours walking around the Beckwith House, checking out all the windows, corners, ceilings, closets, and every other possible nook and cranny we could find to get an idea of how much it would cost and how much time it would take to make the upstairs rooms suitable for public viewing as well as fix up the rooms that are currently open for a higher quality museum atmosphere. Wow! This might have been the coolest part of my mentorship so far. To walk around a historic building with a historic architect and a museum director is quite the experience! I got to hear all about really making history come to life and what kind of changes we can and should or shouldn’t make to the house. An exciting twist is that the house has been changed/modified by different organizations who have owned it over the years. After Louis Beckwith died, his daughter Grace turned it into a duplex, so there is a huge wall dividing the house in half that will have to come out if we want to return it to its original glory. Also, it was used by the DWU campus for student housing for a few years, so Mrs. Beckwith’s dressing room is now a fully furnished bathroom, which will also have to come out. We discussed all kinds of exciting changes from removing walls to replacing carpet and wallpaper. It was a lot of fun and very educational!
After Brad left, I worked on the flyers for the Corn Palace promotion kiosk, and entered a few things into PastPerfect before calling it a day. Before I left, Lori gave me a big binder of Grant application information. Since we’re closed tomorrow, we’re going to be writing up an application for another grant. This one’s about twice as thick as the binder I looked through earlier, though, so I think I know what I’m doing with my night. Lori mentioned this is one of her favorite parts of her job. She likes to write, which I can totally relate with. Plus, it’s a more rewarding aspect of her job. Between all the planning she does for events, the book keeping, the exhibit design and construction, the gift shop sales, and inventory, and the research, this is one thing that she can spend a ton of time on and have someone tell her “Good job, here’s a boat-load of money for your work.” Granted, the money is used for museum stuff, but it’s a direct result of all her hard work. I think I’m gonna like digging into this facet of the museum business.
I’m gonna trying to post some pictures of the Summer Festival, my trip to Palisades with my parents, and some of the work I’ve been doing at DD. It’s a lot, but enjoy! :)
Lunch with my mentor Lori (next to me) and my host Cindy.
My two dear friends, Ada and Ida.
Corn Palace...sorry, it's over-rated. Hahahaha.
Palisades State Park with Mom and Dad.
The Dam at Jesse James Falls.
The burnt dresser linen I worked on today.
My amazing host family is celebrating 11 years of marriage at a loverly pub in Huron tonight, so it’s just me, myself, and I for the evening. Probably gonna get some shopping done.
By comparison to yesterday, a very well-rounded day for a Tuesday. I arrived early and helped Jane and Pat rehouse a couple of art pieces. The art we see never fails to impress me. Last week we had a photograph that turned out to be charcoal and today we worked on this amazing piece that turned out to be a piece of burnt linen. Oh yes, there’s a story here. :)
Back in 1913, the Alexander Mitchell hotel burned to the ground. No one was injured, but one of the fireman on a ladder entered one of the burning rooms and spotted a dresser with some expensive-looking valuables on it. Rather than grab the valuables themselves, he simply picked up the entire dresser cover (an embroidered sheet of cream-colored linen) and tossed the whole bundle out the window. After a couple of days, the linen started to change colors. It had been exposed to the heat just long enough to slightly burn the areas not covered by the valuables, but not enough to actually blacken and dry out the material. What was left was a perfectly useful linen now recolored chocolate brown by the fire, but the valuables sitting on the linen left their shape in the original cream color because they protected that part of the linen from the heat. So now, almost 100 years later, I pull a frame out of a box and see brown colored cloth with very obvious cream-colored shapes that a quiet obviously a scissors, two brushes, some matches, a crumpled tie, and a mirror stand. It was SO cool! It looked like one of those X-rays of a person who swallowed a quarter or a toothpick…everything is black, but the white shape of the toothpick is very visible.
After that adventure, I went to the Corn Palace with Laurie Yeo (one of our volunteers) to check out promotion possibilities. I ended up getting handed the project, so now I’m designing some flyers and a kiosk to build in the Palace lobby. Not what I expected to start the with, but I’m all for building something to get Palace visitors attention and out to DD!
From there, I headed back to DD where Lori and I met with Brad Ciavarella, an architect here in Mitchell, and his intern Rob. It was kinda neat to have two professionals and their student interns crowded around a small table for a business meeting. A few weeks ago, DD received some big grant money to do a restoration and construction project on the Beckwith House, primarily the 4 rooms upstairs that are not available or open for showing. She let me read through the grant application she sent in, and wow was it impressive! I think 80% of the difficulty behind getting a grant is collecting all the information they require and submitting it in exactly the write format, number of envelopes, and size font they want! I had no idea there was so much work behind applying for grants!
Anyway, Brad, Rob, Lori and I spent 2 hours walking around the Beckwith House, checking out all the windows, corners, ceilings, closets, and every other possible nook and cranny we could find to get an idea of how much it would cost and how much time it would take to make the upstairs rooms suitable for public viewing as well as fix up the rooms that are currently open for a higher quality museum atmosphere. Wow! This might have been the coolest part of my mentorship so far. To walk around a historic building with a historic architect and a museum director is quite the experience! I got to hear all about really making history come to life and what kind of changes we can and should or shouldn’t make to the house. An exciting twist is that the house has been changed/modified by different organizations who have owned it over the years. After Louis Beckwith died, his daughter Grace turned it into a duplex, so there is a huge wall dividing the house in half that will have to come out if we want to return it to its original glory. Also, it was used by the DWU campus for student housing for a few years, so Mrs. Beckwith’s dressing room is now a fully furnished bathroom, which will also have to come out. We discussed all kinds of exciting changes from removing walls to replacing carpet and wallpaper. It was a lot of fun and very educational!
After Brad left, I worked on the flyers for the Corn Palace promotion kiosk, and entered a few things into PastPerfect before calling it a day. Before I left, Lori gave me a big binder of Grant application information. Since we’re closed tomorrow, we’re going to be writing up an application for another grant. This one’s about twice as thick as the binder I looked through earlier, though, so I think I know what I’m doing with my night. Lori mentioned this is one of her favorite parts of her job. She likes to write, which I can totally relate with. Plus, it’s a more rewarding aspect of her job. Between all the planning she does for events, the book keeping, the exhibit design and construction, the gift shop sales, and inventory, and the research, this is one thing that she can spend a ton of time on and have someone tell her “Good job, here’s a boat-load of money for your work.” Granted, the money is used for museum stuff, but it’s a direct result of all her hard work. I think I’m gonna like digging into this facet of the museum business.
I’m gonna trying to post some pictures of the Summer Festival, my trip to Palisades with my parents, and some of the work I’ve been doing at DD. It’s a lot, but enjoy! :)
Lunch with my mentor Lori (next to me) and my host Cindy.
My two dear friends, Ada and Ida.
Corn Palace...sorry, it's over-rated. Hahahaha.
Palisades State Park with Mom and Dad.
The Dam at Jesse James Falls.
Monday, June 13, 2011
Music Festival, Hiking, and Recovery Mondays :)
Everyone agreed it was a very boring day at DD today. Rehoused two quilts in plastic boxes with Jan and Ada this morning, got Subway for lunch, then entered accessioned items into PastPerfect all afternoon. I think we had 2 visitors at 10:00 but that was it. Not sure if it was the slowest or longest day yet, but everybody was grateful for a break after the Music Festival. We were also thankful that the several inches of rain we got between 10 and 2 came today and not on Saturday. Thank God for perfect timing and sunny days.
The last few days have been pretty crazy. On Friday night, I met up with Mom and Dad for dinner at Whiskey Creek for some really amazing ribs, brisket, and salmon. YUM! Showed them where the Indian Village was and drove around Lake Mitchell before calling it a night.
Saturday was the Music Festival and everything went just swimmingly without a hitch. Got to spend most of the day with Mamma and Daddy showing them around the museum. The performers were great, we had a good steady crowd most of the day, and I’m pretty sure the gift shop did really well. Had 2 pieces of delicious raspberry pie. The weather was perfect! Sunny with a small breeze…couldn’t have asked for better. My favorite performer was probably Paul Imholte on the dulcimer, banjo, guitar, and violin. Just a well-rounded, very talented and professional singer.
In between shifts and breaks, I got to sit down and talk with two very nice ladies who volunteer at the museum. Ada and Ida are best friends, and they're absolutely adorable! I don't know how old Ada is, but Ida will turn 95 in July. I hope that I can be just like these amazing women when I am their age. They still live on their own, drive themselves and golly, they can tell some amazing stories about growing up! Funny ones too! I asked Ida what was the secret to living that long. She smiled and said, "I don't know...but I know it's nothing I did physically. Look at my wrist...it's so tiny. There is nothing there. But I made myself get up and work everyday. I had 6 brothers and they were always in the field so I had to make myself get up early and milk 16 cows every day by myself. That came from inside. And that's what keeps you going. I'm strong, for sure, but I'm strong inside. I guess that's the secret." Oh my, how I'm gonna miss those two little ladies. I tell you what, neither one of them comes up to my shoulders, but they're pretty amazing.
After the concert, Mamma and I walked Mitchell's Main Street before we all headed up to Letcher for dinner with Clay and Cindy. As Mom would say: Red meat, red wine, and real good time!
Sunday was a great relaxing day to just chill. I met Mom and Dad in Mitchell for church, then we headed to Palisades State Park just north of Sioux Falls. Some really neat hiking…took lots of pictures of the rocks, water falls, and took a nap on a picnic table. I was really tired when we parted ways (Mom and Dad headed home and I drove back to Mitchell) so I took a 3 hour nap before parking my car at the local drive-in movie theater for the evening. Pirates of the Caribbean IV was definitely better the second time. :)
Overall, a busy weekend, but filled with lots of fun! Stopped by the Indian Village to run some errands for Lori and Cindy walked me around the archeodome, which is basically a huge dome-shaped building over an archaeological dig site. I was AMAZED! Not only can you dig in it all year round, but you don't have to take 20 minutes before and after your dig session to haul tarps and sandbags and buckets to drain the units and keep the water out. Can you imagine....archeaology...in a climate-controlled (air conditioned!) building. I can't help but think that Indiana Jones would not have been nearly as cool and archaeology would not be anywhere near as epic if it was completed indoors all the time. Kinda takes some of the adventure out of it, but it's still a one-of-a-kind facility.
Pictures coming soon...
The last few days have been pretty crazy. On Friday night, I met up with Mom and Dad for dinner at Whiskey Creek for some really amazing ribs, brisket, and salmon. YUM! Showed them where the Indian Village was and drove around Lake Mitchell before calling it a night.
Saturday was the Music Festival and everything went just swimmingly without a hitch. Got to spend most of the day with Mamma and Daddy showing them around the museum. The performers were great, we had a good steady crowd most of the day, and I’m pretty sure the gift shop did really well. Had 2 pieces of delicious raspberry pie. The weather was perfect! Sunny with a small breeze…couldn’t have asked for better. My favorite performer was probably Paul Imholte on the dulcimer, banjo, guitar, and violin. Just a well-rounded, very talented and professional singer.
In between shifts and breaks, I got to sit down and talk with two very nice ladies who volunteer at the museum. Ada and Ida are best friends, and they're absolutely adorable! I don't know how old Ada is, but Ida will turn 95 in July. I hope that I can be just like these amazing women when I am their age. They still live on their own, drive themselves and golly, they can tell some amazing stories about growing up! Funny ones too! I asked Ida what was the secret to living that long. She smiled and said, "I don't know...but I know it's nothing I did physically. Look at my wrist...it's so tiny. There is nothing there. But I made myself get up and work everyday. I had 6 brothers and they were always in the field so I had to make myself get up early and milk 16 cows every day by myself. That came from inside. And that's what keeps you going. I'm strong, for sure, but I'm strong inside. I guess that's the secret." Oh my, how I'm gonna miss those two little ladies. I tell you what, neither one of them comes up to my shoulders, but they're pretty amazing.
After the concert, Mamma and I walked Mitchell's Main Street before we all headed up to Letcher for dinner with Clay and Cindy. As Mom would say: Red meat, red wine, and real good time!
Sunday was a great relaxing day to just chill. I met Mom and Dad in Mitchell for church, then we headed to Palisades State Park just north of Sioux Falls. Some really neat hiking…took lots of pictures of the rocks, water falls, and took a nap on a picnic table. I was really tired when we parted ways (Mom and Dad headed home and I drove back to Mitchell) so I took a 3 hour nap before parking my car at the local drive-in movie theater for the evening. Pirates of the Caribbean IV was definitely better the second time. :)
Overall, a busy weekend, but filled with lots of fun! Stopped by the Indian Village to run some errands for Lori and Cindy walked me around the archeodome, which is basically a huge dome-shaped building over an archaeological dig site. I was AMAZED! Not only can you dig in it all year round, but you don't have to take 20 minutes before and after your dig session to haul tarps and sandbags and buckets to drain the units and keep the water out. Can you imagine....archeaology...in a climate-controlled (air conditioned!) building. I can't help but think that Indiana Jones would not have been nearly as cool and archaeology would not be anywhere near as epic if it was completed indoors all the time. Kinda takes some of the adventure out of it, but it's still a one-of-a-kind facility.
Pictures coming soon...
Friday, June 10, 2011
Prep for the Weekend
Major prep at DD today for the Music Festival tomorrow. Lots of cleaning and getting as much done as we can today so it’s ready and we don’t have to do too much tomorrow morning. Lori decided it would be a neat idea to put some of the wedding dresses on display, so my big project today was cleaning up the ‘exhibit construction’ area, making it look presentable, and sectioning off part of the area to display 4 wedding dresses. Very excited because we had 3 picked and she said I could pick one more. Naturally, I chose the purple one from 1840 that had been remade in 1890 for another wedding. So that makes the 4th dress for the display for tomorrow.
Once I had the space all set up for them, I made finishing touches on the dress forms and made nice little labels for each one with info about when they were made, who made them, the story behind them, and big, bold, italicized DO NOT TOUCH! Also had to do a little sewing on the dresses to make sure they hang right and look good for display…you have now idea how exciting it is to be using needle and thread on dresses that are 100 years old! Big shout out do my sewing girls back home!! Overall, I’m pretty proud of that display and I hope the people like it. Also hope the weather holds for tomorrow and we have a good crowd for the Music Festival. Homemade pie and ice cream alone would draw a crowd back home. Hahahah!
For lunch, me and Lori met Cindy at Café Teresa. We had a nice little visit with some girls gossip and some business chatter. I’ve been really lucky out here to be staying with the Director of one museum and working with the Executive Director of another. Other than that, not a whole lot going on here. It will be good to see Mom and Dad tonight. They've had a long day on the road, so I'm going to take them to Whiskey Canyon for dinner...should be fun :)
Once I had the space all set up for them, I made finishing touches on the dress forms and made nice little labels for each one with info about when they were made, who made them, the story behind them, and big, bold, italicized DO NOT TOUCH! Also had to do a little sewing on the dresses to make sure they hang right and look good for display…you have now idea how exciting it is to be using needle and thread on dresses that are 100 years old! Big shout out do my sewing girls back home!! Overall, I’m pretty proud of that display and I hope the people like it. Also hope the weather holds for tomorrow and we have a good crowd for the Music Festival. Homemade pie and ice cream alone would draw a crowd back home. Hahahah!
For lunch, me and Lori met Cindy at Café Teresa. We had a nice little visit with some girls gossip and some business chatter. I’ve been really lucky out here to be staying with the Director of one museum and working with the Executive Director of another. Other than that, not a whole lot going on here. It will be good to see Mom and Dad tonight. They've had a long day on the road, so I'm going to take them to Whiskey Canyon for dinner...should be fun :)
Thursday, June 9, 2011
Hersey Photos and Wedding Dresses: Tackling the Big Projects
Yesterday we were closed at DD, but it was definitely our busiest day this week. Gave two different tours through the Beckwith House and Lori gave at least one. Ran a few errands in the morning and discovered that Lori likes epic movies and symphonic metal/rock music. That sure sparked some cool conversations.
Folded more flyers and made ‘admit one free’ cards in the morning. At noon we went to the Mitchell Depot which is all original building with refinished wood made into a restaurant and bar. Very cool and very good food. We sat in on a Kiwanis meeting, Lori was a guest speaker. Short meeting, but lunch was free and my club sandwich was big enough to rob me of the need to make lunch tomorrow. J
When we got back to the museum, there were several people there, so we were bouncing around giving tours and answering the phone. Mick Hersey brought in about 15 more photos for the Hersey Collection, so Lori let me take the reins on accessioning them. Criminy! I feel like I know this family so well by now and part of me really respects and loves them and part of me wants to string them up! I swear there are at least 4 Thomas’s (all with various nicknames) and maybe 3 Harry’s. Tricky part is all the oldest sons in each family have their mother’s maiden name for a middle name, which is very cool, but it makes it very difficult to figure out generations when all the first names are the same and the nicknames are used half the time. But I got them all accessioned and in the system. Our plan is to email Mick with questions and ask for a complete and thorough family tree (which we know he has) before we put everything away into the archives. I feel like this Hersey project is gonna be the baby I refer to in my presentation back at EC.
Gave a tour to a man and his wife and nine year old kid this afternoon from North Carolina. They’ve been on the road for 2 weeks and they’re making a military move to Alaska. Had a really great time talking with them.
Got back to the house a little early. Cindy is very sore and not feeling well, but still felt fit enough to make a KILLER dinner! She butterflied 2 pork tenderloins and beat them, then made this amazing sauté of onions, mushrooms, parsley, and white wine to put over them. Then she rolled them up and put them in the oven. SOOO tasty! Had wild rice and collared greens with it. DELICIOUS! I took pictures of the process and my plate.
After today, I am exhausted. Completely exhausted.
Judy was gone today so I collected the Hobo sensors (record exhibit and gallery light intensity, relative humidity, and temperature) on my own. Goodness am I getting my crash courses in. Last week was observe. This week is do-it-yourself. AND I LOVE IT!
Sensors were being difficult so I had to enter them into the system manually, even the ones hiding in the window cases. Yup, I got to be that girl that climbed through the secret door into the glass case exhibits. You guys reading this only see that in movies. Hahahahaha! Became obvious our Hoboware reader is dead. We’ll have to replace the whole system. Lori’s not too happy about it, but I think that’s because it’ll take more time than money. At this rate, she’d rather buy a new one and pay somebody else to install it overnight. But I may be the one who gets to do that.
After lunch, I finished manually entering all the Hobo sensor info into the system and returned them to their original places throughout the museum. Pat and I sat in the basement for an hour rehousing a photograph, which was nothing compared to the 3 hours with the charcoal drawing.
I thought I was done in the basement after that, but I was very wrong. Lori mentioned I could dig around down there at my leasure for awhile, and I was totally okay with that, but I thought I’d make myself useful and asked if there were any other wedding dresses that she wanted me to look for to be used in the wedding dress exhibit. I got my list, my gloves, and my flashlight, and headed to the basement with a list of wool suits and silk wedding dresses to find for display.
Four hours later, I had found one of the two suits, and 4 of the 9 wedding dresses, plus a pair of yellow and green stripped wedding stockings (why would you DO that??”) two pairs of shoes, and a child’s shirt made from his Mamma’s wedding gown. Needless to say, I’m a little frustrated with my progress, or lack of it, but Lori was impressed I found as many as I did. The clothing we have is either folded into stacks on card tables in the corner or hanging on racks that are crammed so close together it’s a good thing I’m not claustrophobic. Then there’s the whole BE CAREFUL rule. I had fun though! Found some really neat costumes while I was searching, and one of the wedding dresses that I did find was a white and purple gown from 1845 that was cut up and reused to make the daughter’s graduation dress. Very cool! Plus it was purple.
So today is the first day of work I’m heading home feeling dead tired. It’s a good feeling, I think. The happy kind of tired. Received news from Mamma this morning that all the beans are in back home…WOW! Hats off to all the hard workin farmers in Buckley that beat the rain! You guys never fail to amaze me! Also, in celebration of this great accomplishment, Mamma and Daddy are driving up to Mitchell to see me this weekend…I’m very excited to see them! Can’t wait to introduce Mamma to Cindy…that will be an absolute RIOT!
Folded more flyers and made ‘admit one free’ cards in the morning. At noon we went to the Mitchell Depot which is all original building with refinished wood made into a restaurant and bar. Very cool and very good food. We sat in on a Kiwanis meeting, Lori was a guest speaker. Short meeting, but lunch was free and my club sandwich was big enough to rob me of the need to make lunch tomorrow. J
When we got back to the museum, there were several people there, so we were bouncing around giving tours and answering the phone. Mick Hersey brought in about 15 more photos for the Hersey Collection, so Lori let me take the reins on accessioning them. Criminy! I feel like I know this family so well by now and part of me really respects and loves them and part of me wants to string them up! I swear there are at least 4 Thomas’s (all with various nicknames) and maybe 3 Harry’s. Tricky part is all the oldest sons in each family have their mother’s maiden name for a middle name, which is very cool, but it makes it very difficult to figure out generations when all the first names are the same and the nicknames are used half the time. But I got them all accessioned and in the system. Our plan is to email Mick with questions and ask for a complete and thorough family tree (which we know he has) before we put everything away into the archives. I feel like this Hersey project is gonna be the baby I refer to in my presentation back at EC.
Gave a tour to a man and his wife and nine year old kid this afternoon from North Carolina. They’ve been on the road for 2 weeks and they’re making a military move to Alaska. Had a really great time talking with them.
Got back to the house a little early. Cindy is very sore and not feeling well, but still felt fit enough to make a KILLER dinner! She butterflied 2 pork tenderloins and beat them, then made this amazing sauté of onions, mushrooms, parsley, and white wine to put over them. Then she rolled them up and put them in the oven. SOOO tasty! Had wild rice and collared greens with it. DELICIOUS! I took pictures of the process and my plate.
After today, I am exhausted. Completely exhausted.
Judy was gone today so I collected the Hobo sensors (record exhibit and gallery light intensity, relative humidity, and temperature) on my own. Goodness am I getting my crash courses in. Last week was observe. This week is do-it-yourself. AND I LOVE IT!
Sensors were being difficult so I had to enter them into the system manually, even the ones hiding in the window cases. Yup, I got to be that girl that climbed through the secret door into the glass case exhibits. You guys reading this only see that in movies. Hahahahaha! Became obvious our Hoboware reader is dead. We’ll have to replace the whole system. Lori’s not too happy about it, but I think that’s because it’ll take more time than money. At this rate, she’d rather buy a new one and pay somebody else to install it overnight. But I may be the one who gets to do that.
After lunch, I finished manually entering all the Hobo sensor info into the system and returned them to their original places throughout the museum. Pat and I sat in the basement for an hour rehousing a photograph, which was nothing compared to the 3 hours with the charcoal drawing.
I thought I was done in the basement after that, but I was very wrong. Lori mentioned I could dig around down there at my leasure for awhile, and I was totally okay with that, but I thought I’d make myself useful and asked if there were any other wedding dresses that she wanted me to look for to be used in the wedding dress exhibit. I got my list, my gloves, and my flashlight, and headed to the basement with a list of wool suits and silk wedding dresses to find for display.
Four hours later, I had found one of the two suits, and 4 of the 9 wedding dresses, plus a pair of yellow and green stripped wedding stockings (why would you DO that??”) two pairs of shoes, and a child’s shirt made from his Mamma’s wedding gown. Needless to say, I’m a little frustrated with my progress, or lack of it, but Lori was impressed I found as many as I did. The clothing we have is either folded into stacks on card tables in the corner or hanging on racks that are crammed so close together it’s a good thing I’m not claustrophobic. Then there’s the whole BE CAREFUL rule. I had fun though! Found some really neat costumes while I was searching, and one of the wedding dresses that I did find was a white and purple gown from 1845 that was cut up and reused to make the daughter’s graduation dress. Very cool! Plus it was purple.
So today is the first day of work I’m heading home feeling dead tired. It’s a good feeling, I think. The happy kind of tired. Received news from Mamma this morning that all the beans are in back home…WOW! Hats off to all the hard workin farmers in Buckley that beat the rain! You guys never fail to amaze me! Also, in celebration of this great accomplishment, Mamma and Daddy are driving up to Mitchell to see me this weekend…I’m very excited to see them! Can’t wait to introduce Mamma to Cindy…that will be an absolute RIOT!
Tuesday, June 7, 2011
Really Digging In
A really amazing day at DD yesterday AND today!
Yesterday, Lori and I put out flyers for the Music Festival on Mitchell's Main St. and I made several notes about the different coffee houses and antique shops I need to revisit. After I got back to the museum, I helped Ada, Ruth, and Jean fold membership flyers. Oh those old ladies are sooo much fun! We just laughed and laughed.
After lunch, I spent the afternoon completing a very unique and exciting project. A man named Mick Hersey showed up and had an encyclopedia’s worth of information for us about some old family photos we had in our archives. His mother brought some back in 1967, and he had brought a huge box of more pictures in 1970 and 1974. He was back in town for his father’s funeral, and he has spent the last several years doing genealogy research so he could now tells us who was in the pictures, who they married, where the pictures were taken, who took them, EVERYTHING! Lori let me take care of him, which was so great. We went into the basement for a good 2 hours and I pulled about 60 photos from the 5 huge file cabinets that house our accessioned photograph archives. I would pull them, he would write down everything he knew about them, and then I’d put them back. Some were hard to track down, but we did end up finding all he was looking for and while we were doing it, he was telling me all about the pictures and drawing up family trees for me. So once we got all the pictures found, Lori had me get into PastPerfect, pull up every picture, and add into each picture's file all the information Mick had told me. Took me about 2 hours to get it all entered because there were so many connections among the pictures and PastPerfect was happy to have every possible detail I could dig up. By the time it was all over, I felt like I knew Mick Hersey’s family history better than most of his siblings.
Best part came towards the end of my PastPerfect entries. A few of the pictures were not yet entered into the archives, so I got to give them accession numbers and put my own name down as the cataloger! YAY! I’m in the system! :) Kind of an exciting Monday: I spent most of it alone in a dark, scary basement going through filing cabinets, and the other part of it at a computer entering all my findings into the database!
But that was Monday. Thought I couldn't beat it, then I got to DD this morning.
If yesterday was my crash course in cataloguing, today was my crash course in rehousing. Went to the basement with Pat for 3 hours and worked on a 18” by 22” photograph of a beautiful young woman…or what we thought was a photograph. Once we put on the gloves, took it out of the intricately carved and painted frame and examined it, we discovered it was actually a charcoal drawing. BEAUTIFUL! Took us til noon to get all the scratches, stains, and spots recorded. We even found a few charcoal fingerprints from the artist on the back! Then we cut out new backing and a new frame support, cleaned the glass, put the frame back together, applied the new backing, attached new hanging gadgets, and hung it in the huge stack-like hanging galleries in the basement. Whew! What a morning! Tedious and stressful, but oh so exciting! By the time I got to sit in on Lori’s marketing meeting at 1:00, one of the board members said I was glowing and asked if I had just gotten engaged or something. That made me laugh, especially since my response was, “No, I just got done rehousing this really cool charcoal piece in the basement!” :)
Not a whole lot of action this afternoon. Ran some errands with Lori and got things ready for the Music Festival on Saturday. Cleaned the glass display cases, put up more flyers around town, and made out our schedule for Friday for picking up ice cream, sodas, coolers, etc. Not as much fun as the morning, but it’s all part of the job, and that charcoal piece really did make it all worth it!
Really hot the last few days, but not terrible humid like home. It’s just at that point of hot that I’m glad I’m in AC all day. By the way, I want to give a shout out to my amazing Grandpa Roger, who celebrated his birthday yesterday. I also want to give a shout out to my equally amazing Grandpa Geiger, who passed away fourteen years ago yesterday. I’ve been thinking about him a lot today and how he always smelled like his pipe. Miss you Grandpa!!
Also putting up some pictures of my host family's house! Me and Clay and Cindy worked outside over the weekend so the lawn and gardens look WONDERFUL! Enjoy! :)
Wild flowers in Cindy's yard. We're not sure what they are, but they're GORGEOUS and they smell heavenly at night.
Cindy's Place. It's her little shed with some old antique pictures, furniture, and a fan so we sit out there and read and talk at night.
Clay's truck....I'm helping him fix it up as much as he'll let me. :)
Yesterday, Lori and I put out flyers for the Music Festival on Mitchell's Main St. and I made several notes about the different coffee houses and antique shops I need to revisit. After I got back to the museum, I helped Ada, Ruth, and Jean fold membership flyers. Oh those old ladies are sooo much fun! We just laughed and laughed.
After lunch, I spent the afternoon completing a very unique and exciting project. A man named Mick Hersey showed up and had an encyclopedia’s worth of information for us about some old family photos we had in our archives. His mother brought some back in 1967, and he had brought a huge box of more pictures in 1970 and 1974. He was back in town for his father’s funeral, and he has spent the last several years doing genealogy research so he could now tells us who was in the pictures, who they married, where the pictures were taken, who took them, EVERYTHING! Lori let me take care of him, which was so great. We went into the basement for a good 2 hours and I pulled about 60 photos from the 5 huge file cabinets that house our accessioned photograph archives. I would pull them, he would write down everything he knew about them, and then I’d put them back. Some were hard to track down, but we did end up finding all he was looking for and while we were doing it, he was telling me all about the pictures and drawing up family trees for me. So once we got all the pictures found, Lori had me get into PastPerfect, pull up every picture, and add into each picture's file all the information Mick had told me. Took me about 2 hours to get it all entered because there were so many connections among the pictures and PastPerfect was happy to have every possible detail I could dig up. By the time it was all over, I felt like I knew Mick Hersey’s family history better than most of his siblings.
Best part came towards the end of my PastPerfect entries. A few of the pictures were not yet entered into the archives, so I got to give them accession numbers and put my own name down as the cataloger! YAY! I’m in the system! :) Kind of an exciting Monday: I spent most of it alone in a dark, scary basement going through filing cabinets, and the other part of it at a computer entering all my findings into the database!
But that was Monday. Thought I couldn't beat it, then I got to DD this morning.
If yesterday was my crash course in cataloguing, today was my crash course in rehousing. Went to the basement with Pat for 3 hours and worked on a 18” by 22” photograph of a beautiful young woman…or what we thought was a photograph. Once we put on the gloves, took it out of the intricately carved and painted frame and examined it, we discovered it was actually a charcoal drawing. BEAUTIFUL! Took us til noon to get all the scratches, stains, and spots recorded. We even found a few charcoal fingerprints from the artist on the back! Then we cut out new backing and a new frame support, cleaned the glass, put the frame back together, applied the new backing, attached new hanging gadgets, and hung it in the huge stack-like hanging galleries in the basement. Whew! What a morning! Tedious and stressful, but oh so exciting! By the time I got to sit in on Lori’s marketing meeting at 1:00, one of the board members said I was glowing and asked if I had just gotten engaged or something. That made me laugh, especially since my response was, “No, I just got done rehousing this really cool charcoal piece in the basement!” :)
Not a whole lot of action this afternoon. Ran some errands with Lori and got things ready for the Music Festival on Saturday. Cleaned the glass display cases, put up more flyers around town, and made out our schedule for Friday for picking up ice cream, sodas, coolers, etc. Not as much fun as the morning, but it’s all part of the job, and that charcoal piece really did make it all worth it!
Really hot the last few days, but not terrible humid like home. It’s just at that point of hot that I’m glad I’m in AC all day. By the way, I want to give a shout out to my amazing Grandpa Roger, who celebrated his birthday yesterday. I also want to give a shout out to my equally amazing Grandpa Geiger, who passed away fourteen years ago yesterday. I’ve been thinking about him a lot today and how he always smelled like his pipe. Miss you Grandpa!!
Also putting up some pictures of my host family's house! Me and Clay and Cindy worked outside over the weekend so the lawn and gardens look WONDERFUL! Enjoy! :)
Wild flowers in Cindy's yard. We're not sure what they are, but they're GORGEOUS and they smell heavenly at night.
Cindy's Place. It's her little shed with some old antique pictures, furniture, and a fan so we sit out there and read and talk at night.
Clay's truck....I'm helping him fix it up as much as he'll let me. :)
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