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Someone in my circle has recently gone into a care home. Her brain still works, but she is no longer up to running her own affairs. She’s 91 or 92, I think.

She is a well-known local illustrator, widely published. I was asked to come look at her art supplies today to see if anything is worth saving. She would be happier if her stuff went to an artist.

Oof. Half empty bottles of ink and a curious little box with two nibs in it. Several drafting sets, nothing special. Some paper.

Made sadder because I will leave behind precisely the same sad pile of half-consumed pencils and curious little boxes and drawing pads. Only, I have a lot more of it. Yay me.

I’ll probably go heap it all in a box and carry it away because I can’t bear for it to be thrown out. Very bad juju.

The picture is what happens when you give craiyon.com the prompt “half empty bottles of ink and old art supplies.” Delighted to see AI struggles to get ellipses right, too.


Comment from Uncle Al
Time: April 6, 2023, 8:49 pm

Oof, indeed. How sad and depressing. I hope I have the brainpower in my last days to manage to get rid of all my useless-to-anyone-else stuff so nobody else has to deal with it.

AI also struggles with iguanas playing basketball.

Comment from Uncle Al
Time: April 6, 2023, 9:16 pm

About those AI ellipses… For a good laugh, ask craiyon for bicycles.

Comment from Ben
Time: April 6, 2023, 11:59 pm

Don’t ask it to draw a cat, they cannot be unseen…horrible!

Comment from OldFert
Time: April 7, 2023, 6:24 am

FertMom was a lab tech from WWII to the latter 1950s. After she died my sister found some old medical thingies — glass syringes and stainless steel needles, specimen slides, etc. I suggested she give them to a nearby nursing school (let THEM figure out what to do with them).

Mrs Fert and I have been getting around to updating our wills. We’ve been getting around to it since, oh, 1983 or so.
Not a lot to bequeath, but sure is a lot to shred, dump, donate, or give away.
Our local Goodwill has benefitted greatly from our no-longer-wanted stuff. Used to give to Salvation Army, also, but they pulled up stakes and left town.
St Vincent de Paul Society still gets stuff but in check form. I remember being on the receiving end of the food baskets when I was a kid. God bless them and the Knights of Columbus.

Comment from Durnedyankee
Time: April 7, 2023, 9:57 am

Like having estate sales where people come and paw over your prized memories and hobbies offering the sale $5.00 for them.

My neighbor runs such sales, and I’ve profited from them with practical tools like lathes, bandsaws, ladders.
An occasional gun show loophole product (cough cough).
I never buy memory stuff, but he occasionally deposits historical stuff on my doorstep.

The one that sticks in my mind as most sad…
An old framed picture of Company F, 1st US Infantry Regiment, taken when they were deployed in the Philippines in 1908. Now no one remembers, or wants it, including Mrs D, who tries to set it free when she finds where I’ve stashed it.

Makes me realize our ‘treasures’ are really mostly stored in our hearts and we keep the stuff everyone else sees as kitsch around to remind us until such time as we become memories ourselves.

Yeah, sniff, boo.

Comment from Deborah HH
Time: April 7, 2023, 1:23 pm

I’m a fool for garage sale art supplies and drafting supplies, which is why I have too many triangles and templets. And I would buy used darkroom equipment, planning ahead for the day when I could build my own darkroom. It was a “terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day” when I finally admitted there was no point in having a darkroom. If hope has a smell, it’s a fresh roll of film.

Comment from Syracuse1989
Time: April 7, 2023, 1:48 pm

I wonder sometimes what will become of all my prized things – my books, my photos of ancestors long gone, my mementos of my now adult kids childhood years (oh the Christmas tree ornaments they made!!). We are all just dust in the wind.

Comment from dissent555
Time: April 7, 2023, 2:16 pm

The breathless orgasming of the tech press over AI is decidedly creepy.

Comment from Durnedyankee
Time: April 7, 2023, 10:20 pm

A chat bot that can search the web.

Why aren’t you all heading for your mountain redoubts!

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