A Distracting Transition

I have been busy lately, some days even distracted.

Anyway, Nuit Blanche has come and gone. I had 2 hours to quickly browse through everything.

The New School of Colour video created by Patrick Barfoot was displayed on a large screen at Museum London, so it was a bit strange walking into that room and seeing my own face on the screen. Anyway, there was interactive art taking place there, and I made sure I contributed a little something.

My contribution to the New School of Colour's interactive art at Nuit Blanche 2013

My contribution to the New School of Colour’s interactive art at Nuit Blanche 2013

I even seen a familiar face that I haven’t seen in awhile, someone that volunteered at the Ark Aid Street Mission. It was nice to see his face. That just took me by surprise.

The Facilitator ( of the New School of Colour) spoke to me as I was drawing my little contribution. He does that. Seems to spot me out in these crowds at festivals and makes a little time to catch up. Anyway, he said if I need any help with essays or something regarding school, shoot him a text. That’s cool that he also supports me outside of the New School of Colour. He’s a fan of my work, and I guess he wants to see me succeed.

At Nuit Blanche I also met the man behind the art I’ve been admiring around the city. I see his work in various windows downtown, Steve Tracy. He was also doing an interactive art piece, which will be auctioned off to raise money for children with a rare flesh disease. Kudos to Steve. Not only his art admirable, so are his actions.

Later on that night I volunteered at The Arts Project, keeping count, and greeting guests. There were thousands that night. But hey, I met one of the actors from The Easter Egg, a play I’ve seen twice from volunteering at The Arts Project. I thought that was pretty cool. He was nice, and I wasn’t the only one that recognized him from the play.

Besides that, I finally got everything I need together to apply for NNEC, funding for my education. I was hunting a fax machine yesterday, and was surprised to find out that the library no longer has a fax machine accessible to the public anymore. So I decided to try the Namerind Friendship Centre, and they had already packed it up. They are getting ready to move back into their own building. They said it could be a week until they have everything hooked up and running again. So I’m in a bit of a pickle. Maybe the Indigenous Services at the University could help me out. I just need to fax some papers off.

Yesterday I had an appointment at the Student Success Centre and I am now registered for my classes. I had the choice between two different Sociology courses, the difference between them was one involved more participation in class, the other has more essay writing. I decided for my first year to do the course that involves class participation.  Being that it is my first year, I want to be able to scope things out first, and I don’t want to overwhelm myself too much. I expect I will be be experiencing quite the culture shock, so I kinda want to keep the first year as smooth as possible. I could always take an essay writing sociology class another year after I get the hang of things in University.

I will also be taking a Visual Arts Studio class. It will introduce me to all sorts of mediums, but I mainly wanted to take it to touch up on my weaknesses, which is texture, proportion, and colour theory. I’m not going to miss Colour Theory this time around. I missed it in high-school, I missed it in college, I’m not going to miss again.

The third course I will be taking is Visual Arts History. 3 courses, because I will be a part time student. Although my worker at Indigenous Services thinks I should be a Full-time student. Maybe next year, we’ll see.

I missed my Leads appointment this week, we were supposed to do job interview practice. For some reason I had it in my head that the appointment was for next week. Then I looked at my planner a bit too late in the day and realized I was wrong. So yeah, I am a bit distracted. I am trying my best not to stress out. Some days are more successful than others.

Obviously, once I sort out how my education will be funded, and I get everything for school in place, that is when I can worry and put all my energy into finding a part-time job.

Who knows? I might apply at the Goodwill Store. The guy that trained me there while I was doing my cash register training, the manager, it sounded like he wanted to see me again. Perhaps, hoping that I bring in a resume. So that is a good sign. But first things first, get everything lined up for school.

As I said, lots has been happened lately, I cannot possibly write it all out, it would be like reading an entire chapter. Pages and pages.  Keep in mind ,this is just a blog.

I am currently waiting to hear from First Nation Housing Co-Op so that I can get a copy of my key to the front door. I somehow lost in within my travels between UWO and Fanshawe College. I have a flimsy key ring. So yeah, no more wearing my keys around my neck until I get a more sturdy key ring. I was dreading that I would have to somehow break into my home. But no, I lucked out. I actually do still have the key to the back door, plus 2 old keys that don’t work at all. No idea why I carry them, but I do. I couldn’t lose one of the useless ones,  it had to be my front door key. Go figure. – Pooks

“Look on every exit as being an entrance somewhere else.”- Tom Stoppard