Shedding

[alcippe]

I'm leaving Chicago permanently for Berlin on Tuesday, November 30th, which is little more than a week away. Getting rid of everything hasn't been easy, especially tonight when I dragged my easel out to the trash. It's wobbly and held together in places with duct tape, but I've loved it and used it for years. I couldn't actually put it in one of the dumpsters, that would be too painful. As a compromise I stood it beside them, hopeful that some starving easel-less artist will wander by and suddenly find my old treasure lurking in the alley.