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Today's offerings from walking with dad are a little different. We decided to go back to Baraboo to walk once again, but decided to peruse the small zoo first. As we were walking dad was not watching where he was going and tripped. Between the two of us we managed to keep him from going to the ground. He was alright, but I wonder if that took some of the zest for walking out of him for once we were done at the Zoo he opted to sit and watch the girls at the playground instead of continuing our walk.
I am still running behind, but trying to catch up. This series of photos is from a Talk with Dad up at Mirror Lake on Father's Day. The Day was really hot so we went slow drank lots of water, and took plenty of stops. Dad had a nice time, but it was tough getting him to drink the water even in the heat. I think it is just another aspect of the Alzheimers disease. He often would say no I just had a drink even when he did not.
In anywise we all enjoyed the walk and enjoyed a bite at B-Lux in the Wisconsin Dells afterwards.
I am updating with 2 sets of Walking with dad photos today.
The first is from a trip that we took to Parfrey's Glen. It was a nice walk but on a warm day. I had suggested to dad that he wear shorts but he insisted he would be fine. Since it wasn't;t hot I said that would be fine. After about 5 minutes of walking dad said I should have told him how hot it was. This was my reminder that his decision making needs more input than in the past. It feel weird to insist on things like that with Dad, but it is just part of the course.
The second trip the whole family made. This time I insisted dad wear shorts and a cool shirt before we even got there, and once at the Pines he was dressed and ready to go. The Pines told me dad had skipped breakfast and had not taken his meds yet, so we got those down before leaving for the walk. The walk itself was great (a little warm but that is why we chose to walk where we did). After that I asked first Dad, and then Amy where we should eat, but they both bowed out, so the girls choose Culvers. That of course worked fine for dad.
Two good days, and more photos cataloged here and more importantly in my mind.
Today we took Dad for a walk a Parfrey's Glen. I am Guessing this will be our last trip there with dad. While the trail is not that bad dad is just not as sure on his feet as he once was. When we got to the creek crossing Dad wanted to do it. He made it across but needed lots of help.
That being said though he had a nice time and still likes getting out. There are plenty of other trails we can explore.
© "DHANY, 2009," a site-specific installation at Artillery for EYELevel BQE in Brooklyn, made using black tape.
SOURCE: WWD (PRINT & WEB)
TITLE: Designer Jerome Dreyfuss Commissions Art Project
DATE: July 12, 2010
AUTHOR: Vanessa Lawrence
There is a new incentive to pop into the Jerome Dreyfuss boutique in Manhattan, beyond the designer’s soft, understated leather and skin handbags. Dreyfuss has commissioned French artist Julien Gardair to create a special installation inspired by the same Palm Springs, Calif., vibe as his summer collection of carryalls. Gardair can be seen masking black tape on the store’s tiled white walls, and once it’s finished, the piece will remain up through September.
Dreyfuss has wanted to embark on such a collaboration ever since laying eyes on the former Waterworks location.
“When I first saw the store, I thought, Oh that is going to be a great place to make an exhibition. I’m not a gallerist, I don’t know anything about art, I just like it very much,” says Dreyfuss, who always makes the rounds in Chelsea when he visits New York. “[Designers] always have to make new pieces, new pieces and we never have time to sit and think about art. This gives me the opportunity to express myself with my friends.”
Gardair has proved an ideal partner. Born in Versailles, France, and raised in the suburbs of Paris and Montpellier, France, he obsessively collected contemporary art magazines he bought at the flea market as a teenager and catalogued them at home.
“I guess I was kind of cuckoo,” he says with a grin.
Gardair earned an MFA from the Ecole Nationale Supérieure d’Arts Paris-Cergy and has been Brooklyn, N.Y.-based for the past two-and-a-half years, where he works in as many as five mediums in one day, ranging from delicate ink and stamp drawings (a selection is on display at the Martos Gallery) to large-scale cutout felt installations.
Dreyfuss, who first met Gardair a year ago through his artist friend Caroline Rennequin, connects with the 33-year-old’s unconventional approach.
“I think it’s very interesting when young artists don’t have money to express themselves. Then they have to find ways to be able to say what they want to say…using materials you don’t use normally for art,” he says.
Indeed, armed simply with rolls of black tape, Gardair is using the Broome Street store’s tiles as a kind of grid to give structure to his otherwise fluid, free-form mural.
“I give myself very strict rules and try to find freedom inside of them,” explains Gardair.
As for how his final result will mesh with Dreyfuss’ designs, Gardair sees them as a natural pair (his cutouts already have inspired Dreyfuss’ upcoming fall collection).
“I don’t have to push anything very much to find the connection with the brand. [His bags] look so simple, and at the same time, they are so exclusive. I guess I’m the same because I use tape or bleach or cardboard or really bad carpet and try to make the best out of it. But he’s working with good material,” muses Gardair, who has been using Dreyfuss’ shopping totes to carry his tools. “They’re a bit tight for my shoulder. Maybe he can design something like a whole series [of bags] for me.”
I am trying to catch up once again, and I have a lot to do with the Holidays coming so here goes.
ON the 9th we took dad for a walk at Baraboo, and followed that up with a Birthday Lunch at Bobbers in the Wisconsin Dells. We brought him some treats, and the girls gave him cards they had drawn themselves. While I am pretty sure the cards and treats were forgotten once we hit the door for our walk, the rest of the time was enjoyed by everyone.
I am trying to catch up once again, and I have a lot to do with the Holidays coming so here goes.
ON the 9th we took dad for a walk at Baraboo, and followed that up with a Birthday Lunch at Bobbers in the Wisconsin Dells. We brought him some treats, and the girls gave him cards they had drawn themselves. While I am pretty sure the cards and treats were forgotten once we hit the door for our walk, the rest of the time was enjoyed by everyone.
I am trying to catch up once again, and I have a lot to do with the Holidays coming so here goes.
ON the 9th we took dad for a walk at Baraboo, and followed that up with a Birthday Lunch at Bobbers in the Wisconsin Dells. We brought him some treats, and the girls gave him cards they had drawn themselves. While I am pretty sure the cards and treats were forgotten once we hit the door for our walk, the rest of the time was enjoyed by everyone.
OK Last updates for this morning. The family and I took dad out for another one of our weekend walks and this tie we went to a place new for all of us. It was just down the road from Mirror lake and it is called Fern Dell Gorge.
The area was super quite and the wide trails made for easy walking for all of us. Dad was in a good mood as going for walks always sees to do for him.
After the walk we went to the Moosejaw in the dells which is one of the girls favorite spots. Dad had a couple odd moments which as I mentioned are becoming more frequent. This time he was goofing around with his knife and fork while they were rolled in the napkins as it seems all restaurants do. He acted like it was the strangest thing he had ever seen, and then he jabbed them at me a couple of times until I said something about not giving the girls any ideas, and then he seemed to catch on that maybe his actions were somewhat inappropriate.
Ahh well Alzheimers marches on.
It was a drizzly day this past Saturday when the girls joined me for a walk with dad. We decided to go to Baraboo just to see how high the river is. The part we usually walked on was closed due to some damage the high waters had caused so we walked the lower half of the river walk. Dad was in a good mood, and each time we encountered someone else out for a walk dad would ask about the river, or where they were from. Some of them he even asked twice, but people were happy to share what they knew.
OK Last updates for this morning. The family and I took dad out for another one of our weekend walks and this tie we went to a place new for all of us. It was just down the road from Mirror lake and it is called Fern Dell Gorge.
The area was super quite and the wide trails made for easy walking for all of us. Dad was in a good mood as going for walks always sees to do for him.
After the walk we went to the Moosejaw in the dells which is one of the girls favorite spots. Dad had a couple odd moments which as I mentioned are becoming more frequent. This time he was goofing around with his knife and fork while they were rolled in the napkins as it seems all restaurants do. He acted like it was the strangest thing he had ever seen, and then he jabbed them at me a couple of times until I said something about not giving the girls any ideas, and then he seemed to catch on that maybe his actions were somewhat inappropriate.
Ahh well Alzheimers marches on.
I am trying to catch up once again, and I have a lot to do with the Holidays coming so here goes.
ON the 9th we took dad for a walk at Baraboo, and followed that up with a Birthday Lunch at Bobbers in the Wisconsin Dells. We brought him some treats, and the girls gave him cards they had drawn themselves. While I am pretty sure the cards and treats were forgotten once we hit the door for our walk, the rest of the time was enjoyed by everyone.
I know that most people would look at these photos and think that they are just more of the same thing. The truth is you are probably right. The truth also is that I want to capture as many of these good times as I can with dad. And more importantly with dad and the girls. There will be a point when dads conditions worsen and the good times will be replaced by hard ones, and when that happens I do not want to lose sight of what is so important.
Today's offerings from walking with dad are a little different. We decided to go back to Baraboo to walk once again, but decided to peruse the small zoo first. As we were walking dad was not watching where he was going and tripped. Between the two of us we managed to keep him from going to the ground. He was alright, but I wonder if that took some of the zest for walking out of him for once we were done at the Zoo he opted to sit and watch the girls at the playground instead of continuing our walk.