the contents of my basement

Glen holding up a mirror showing the levels of water. (The mirror had been resting on the basement floor. )

Art supplies leftover from college. Most will be fine except for the chalk pastels. (Duct tape on my rubber shoes to cover some holes.)

Blue green chalk sludge. If had more time, this wouldn't have been something interesting to explore.

That silly rubber hand pen I've been saving since grade eight. Still saving it! I'm sentimental about stationery and office supplies.

Alas, my archives of posters, brochures and other design projects that I did under my previous life as a freelance designer were ruined.

A survey of design projects from many years ago.

I'm proud of my career as a freelancer, but happy that it is in the past. Letting go.

The ironic floaty pen souvenir from a trip to Venice in 1996. Saved it.

Alas, this hurt to see. My sketchbooks from 1996-1999 back when I used to handwrite and sketch and travel solo. Thanks for your advice, I'm attempting to dry them out. A little crinkle will just add to the romance of them, right?

I should really start drawing again.

Though it was sad to see the books in bad shape, I realized that the act of sketching so long ago really preserved some great memories. The experience is still with me and these reminders, though soggy, are valuable.

The back end of our house has always been ugly. The flood is more incentive to do something about it. 

Sog. 

Thank you Chris, Rob, Jessie, Carolyn, Janice, Ondrea and Scott for all your help today. And thank you to all the people sending messages and offers to help. It's going to be a long process to clean up our house and the city, but it is wonderful that so many people want to share in the work. 

Thanks for your shop orders today, much appreciated! (The inventory clearout sale continues.)