So I made some more buttons:
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This is the art wall. It has some art on it. Some, but not all, of the art includes: -A large cedar carving entitled “Mother Church” (Oscar) -A pastel drawing of the Tin Man smushing a blue squid on Tom Nagy’s face (Tom Nagy) -A very life-like felt penis (Jesse Black) with a penguin hanging [...]
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A Timmay-Time collaboration between Tom (Timmay), Rob (Jimmay) Emma (Kimmay), and me (Jesse Black). In no particular order. All but the first of these Timmays is done in soft-pastel which is very similar to charcoal but comes in a wide variety of colours. Can you match the Timmay to the Jimmay who made it?
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Nice drum set Rob Nagy, we’ll have to get you a t-shirt with a picture of them on it!
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These are made from driftwood that I found down at Raven Bay. They’re really easy to make. Emma and I saw some like these at the wool store in Powell River and the large ones sell for $8 each, so I thought I’d make some. These were my first, but I will probably experiment with [...]
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I’ve been cruisin’ round the town now with the guys for quite a while We been thinkin’ ’bout starting up a club that shows some class and style And we’ll get the finest cars We got a Dodge Truck, a Van, a rail job and an XKE (We’ll start a car club) We’ll be the [...]
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In amongst the trees, the party roars There are people in a wooden house upon a moonlit hill Inside the house, from the outside world, the people are a part Hustle and bustle in a quiet forest Behind straw-bale walls The deer wander light-footedly outside The birds sleep The trees grow The stars shine When [...]
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I could swallow the world And never get my fill But I never know how to write what I’m thinking I lay here tonight, devoured Tomorrow, I will devour Quietly After tomorrow there will be another And another after that And after that, another Still, I’ll quietly eat I listen to music sometimes And sometimes [...]
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There she goes again But don’t tell her she’s an artist She doesn’t want to know It’s not a skill To her it’s just being human And I think she may be right She truly is a human ‘being’ Not just another human ‘doing’
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