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left or lost?

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came across this journal

tucked into the base of a tree

was it left for someone to find?

was it lost by someone and dropped?

either way i left it undisturbed

to finish out its story.

 

‘the true delight is in the finding out rather than in the knowing.’

-isaac asimov

petit pique-nique.

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when the squirrels have their own picnic table

‘there are few things so pleasant as a picnic eaten in perfect comfort.’

  • -w somerset maugham

‘learning never exhausts the mind.’-leonardo da Vinci

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 when I stopped by my daughter’s house

 one of my grandsons

was working on some stuff

how did he know how to do this?

 just turned my head for a minute

 he learned how to do so many things.

‘we can learn something new anytime we believe we can.’

-virginia satir

small victory.

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I spent a couple of hours

capturing a year of memories

to make into a  photo book

uploading the photos into one place

creating a cover

putting things in some sort of order

making them make sense

telling  the story of the year 

spacing them to be pleasing to the eye

letting it be less than perfect

just like real life

happy to have the year 

remembered and represented

all in one book

the special price was great

a bonus

 happy with it all

i pushed the order button

and bam!

imagine my surprise

when it was double the price!

they had added in some special metallic effects

some colorization., etc. that I hadn’t asked for

i quickly contacted the company

who I’ve made books with before

and our ‘conversation’ began with a chatbot 

who gave me options that didn’t apply 

after a few back and forths

it passed me on to a human

after a few more back and forths

and yet a few more

then a few more after that

suddenly

they had a change of heart

and miraculously 

they could solve it

 it was almost free at that point

i feel like we were at the point

where they were going to actually pay me

for the honor of buying the book from them

and they sent me the message above.

kind of funny and over the top

but problem solved.

I appreciate them.

‘celebrate even small victories.’

-h. jackson brown jr.

what we love.

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a boy, his dog, his mom, and a bulldozer

“we make our lives by what we love.”

-john cage, american composer and music theorist

do no harm.

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Happy Birthday to Harper Lee

one of my favorite authors, writer of To Kill A Mockingbird, (her first novel, published in 1960, for which she won the Pulitzer Prize)  which was adapted into one of my favorite films in 1962, and won 3 Academy Awards.

‘as you grow up, always tell the truth, do no harm to others,

and don’t think you are the most important being on earth.

rich or poor, you can look anyone in the eye and say,

“I’m probably no better than you, but I’m certainly your equal.’

-‘Atticus Finch’ character from Mockingbird, written by Harper Lee

 

photo credit: author, Harper Lee, “To Kill A Mockingbird on set with Mary Badham as “Scout”, 1962, Getty Images

I always knew that I was destined for something big in this world. rhea ripley

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we were all quite amazed and amused

after each ordering an entree

when one of my daughter’s dish arrived

it appeared somehow very different

from all of the rest of ours

big enough to feed at least ten people.

sometimes, you just have to go with it.

‘your big opportunity may be right where you are now.’

-napoleon hill, american self-help author

others.

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‘our similarities bring us to a common ground;
0ur differences allow us to be fascinated by each other.’

-tom robbins, american author

image credit: pinterest

the obsolete man.

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grilled cheese and a gifted artist.

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Irene and John Demas came into possession of a Maud Lewis painting through a good friend John Kinnear, a patron of their restaurant in Ontario. "John Kinnear, he only ordered grilled cheese sandwiches,” Demas explained. "I was a young chef and the culinary world was just coming up. I was doing a lot of new recipes and I wanted him to try my daily specials, but he never would — he just loved the grilled cheese sandwich.”

Irene and John Demas came into possession of a Maud Lewis painting through a good friend John Kinnear, a patron of their restaurant in Ontario. “John Kinnear, he only ordered grilled cheese sandwiches,” Demas explained. “I was a young chef and the culinary world was just coming up. I was doing a lot of new recipes and I wanted him to try my daily specials, but he never would — he just loved the grilled cheese sandwich.”

The couple’s story of acquiring a rare Maud Lewis  painting thanks to a grilled cheese made headlines, but in an interview with TODAY, Demas explained that her story is more about how food fosters social exchange and community.

According to Demas,  the story starts in London, Ontario, decades ago, in the early ’70s. Demas was a 19-year-old newlywed whose husband worked in real estate and had a good eye for potential. After a discovering a building that had once housed a restaurant, Tony pitched his wife on opening their own restaurant, and together, the two established an eatery called The Villa.

Before then, Demas had zero culinary experience and had never envisioned herself working in a restaurant kitchen. But as she tells it, on The Villa’s opening day, the restaurant’s chef had one too many beers, and Tony asked his wife to step in. “I knew nothing honestly about food,” she explained. “But I did know how to make a grilled cheese, so I thought, ‘OK, our special’s just going to be grilled cheese sandwiches. That’s it.’ That’s the only thing I knew how to (make) … and maybe boil water.”

The sandwiches were a hit, and the restaurant managed to stay afloat. Sometime around 1973, it was there that the couple came to meet future regulars, Audrey and John Kinnear. After a while, the couples became friendly, and⁠ — because it was the ’70s⁠ — they decided to start making some trades.

“After a while, he started bringing in some of his art and asked my husband if we could trade for their lunches for his art,” Demas explained. “We happened to really love his art. He did some very beautiful watercolors … he did a lot of European kind of stuff, English countrysides and beautiful animals.”

“We never really kept tabs, to say, ‘OK, well, you were in, and you spent $15. Now, you know, you’re gonna give us $15 credit,'” she continued. “There was such a wonderful relationship with the Kinnears.”

Nothing was a tit for tat. They simply offered and took and, eventually, one day, Kinnear came in with a set of paintings that weren’t his own to trade. Demas remembers that Kinnear told the story of the artist he’d met who had limited mobility (Maud Lewis had rheumatoid arthritis) and was of simple means. He set up six artworks from different artists around chairs and against glassware and presented them to Demas and her husband.

“(Kinnear) came in with this very strange-looking art. It was on board, unframed, a very childlike, very primitive art that I’d never seen before,” she explained. “I’m not an art expert, and we weren’t art collectors. We just knew what we liked.”

But one of the paintings stopped Demas in her tracks. “There was one special painting that really jumped out at me that was very bright, and it was a little black truck. All the other ones I didn’t care for had about two or three different versions of cats … I was pregnant at that time. And (I thought), ‘Well, if it’s a boy, we can hang it in in his room’ … it turns out I picked the right one.”

Demas did have a boy, and after placing it in a frame with a few letters Lewis sent to Kinnear, she hung the painting in her newborn’s room. Decades passed, and so, too, did the Kinnears. Then came a shift in the art world.

Lewis, a folk artist from Nova Scotia who’d never achieved any financial success for her art, became a topic of interest in the early aughts.

“There was an article written about her in one of the newspapers,” Demas explained, remarking that it wasn’t until around 2000 that she began to hear the familiar name Kinnear had mentioned to her decades before. “More and more people were collecting and buying her art … Things started popping up. I started seeing her art at auction sales. You know, and they were bringing $2,000, $3,000 at that time.”

Then, as Demas recalls, someone found a Lewis painting at a Goodwill store that went up for auction and sold for $45,000.

“But I wasn’t really looking into it because, like I said, we loved the piece,” Demas explained. “We didn’t buy it as an investment or didn’t think that it was a great piece of art even.”

Still, Demas had the foresight to have the piece insured. At the time, Lewis’ art was on the rise but not yet a hot commodity, and the insurers Demas spoke to didn’t recognize the artist’s name. Their ignorance set Demas on a path of appraisal; after talking to auctioneers, she discovered that the black truck was unique. Demas found out that Lewis often incorporated the same images in her art — cats, barns, cows — but the black truck was special. To this day, no one else has reported finding a black truck in a Lewis painting.

Various auctioneers pursued Demas, but two brothers from Miller and Miller were determined. Leaning on the trope that a way to a person’s heart is through their stomach, the two auctioneers drove through sleet and snow to meet Demas and her husband face-to-face and to present them with a box of butter tarts. Not long after their visit, after encouragement from her children, Demas put the piece up for auction.

At a viral auction on May 14, the hammer struck at $272, 548. The letters sold for about $55,000.

Demas recalled the bittersweet sentiment of parting with the painting after decades, but also noted how her earnings will be put to good use. She and her husband Tony are now retired. She works on and off as a private chef, and her husband, who is now 90, has been traveling. Currently, he’s waiting for her to come to join him at the home they own in Athens, Greece.

“He’s over in Greece, and he’s climbing mountains and chasing goats,” Demas said with a smile. “Gathering fresh herbs and waiting for me to come over.”Demas’s relationship with her husband is just one of the many reasons she feels an appreciation for Lewis and her art.

“I think she put so much of herself in these paintings and she just painted happy things because she had such a such a sad life that she wanted to she put everything in her art. She was abused, all her life,” Demas explained, noting her gratitude for her husband, who she says has treated her well in their 50 years together, and whom she’s still very much in love with.

And to think that this story of love, friendship and art all started with a simple sandwich.

“If it weren’t for the grilled cheese, it just would have been another Maud Lewis painting coming up for auction,” Demas said. “I know it would have gone it would have broken all records because it is such a special and unique painting and with the letters, but I think it was the grilled cheese story that really let everybody in the world know was there.”

I share this story on National Grilled Cheese Day and out of love for Maud Lewis and her work.

I first learned about Maud Lewis after seeing a movie about her,

‘Maudie,’ the true story of one of Canada’s greatest folk artists.

She had a very hard life, was an incredible natural artist, and I love her art.

‘the heart is poured like water through the workings of the hand’

-Laura Jaworcki

Source credit: Alex Portée,  TODAY Digital