from chris lloyd to pm@pm.gc.ca
date Sep 1, 2018, 10:33 PM subject What did you think you
Dear Justin,
I am still alive. I survived a day at home, mostly, tearing apart the old bunk bed which had been so overbuilt: too many screws, too much glue, too much wood. Clo had gone to LaRonde with Rose so Sol helped me, then Mohanad came over with the idea that we may cut the metal shelves down to fit in the front room but we drank too many beer and then it was too late to saw metal.
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from chris lloyd to pm@pm.gc.ca
date Sep 2, 2018, 11:14 PM
subject What did you think you were
Dear Justin,
I am still alive. I survived more home rearranging. I dismantled the shelving unit in the spare room, cut about 7″ off the uprights, and reinstalled them in the old kids room, and moved our bed from the old kids room to the old spare room, which is now our bedroom. This makes way more sense, as it is quieter so we should sleep better, and also all of Claudine’s clothes are in the closet here. The new room is going to be referred to as the Parlour. I moved the computer and monitor in as well and the kids watched Ferris Beuller’s day off while I made popcorn and restocked books. Then it was stories and bedtime. I’m going to start reading the Road, and we’ve started season two of Ozarks.
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from chris lloyd to pm@pm.gc.ca
date Sep 6, 2018, 9:38 PM
subject What did you think you were going
Dear Justin,
I am still alive. I am surviving the install at VOX, we seem to be mostly on schedule. It’s been fun but very constant, not much down time. It is my mom’s birthday today – I only sent a text. Rose made her a nice picture.
I read The Road the other day. So bleak!
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from chris lloyd to pm@pm.gc.ca
date Sep 7, 2018, 10:10 PM
subject What did you think you were going to
Dear justin,
I am still alive. I survived another day of install at Fox, and then Laurent today at Low Power Mode the Gaspé. I met closer there with the kids, who became tired fairly quickly; they had cycled there. I hadn’t eaten supper so I just wanted to eat, but the kids got antsy after Maddys his poetry, so we didn’t last long. I did see that Alexis and Adam had been busted trying to bring their pot plant in to the vitrine they were exhibiting in. Not by the cops, just the security in the loading dock. It suits their project well, in a way, since cannabis is about to be legalized yet the plants themselves are not. Anyway, I am about to retire with a new New Yorker magazine, I have to go to love now tomorrow morning to get a Lankes of trim for the window for Monday, and some linen for jill‘s victory.
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from chris lloyd to pm@pm.gc.ca
date Sep 9, 2018, 9:26 PM
subject What did you think you were going to be
Dear Justin,
I am still alive. I survived a night out at the Ritz with Mohanad last night, listening to two bands and drinking too much beer. Had some mushrooms and THC gummy‘s as well. To top it off, Mo drag me into McDonald’s at 1 AM and we both ate hamburgers.
The bands were called let’s eat grandma and I am unit.
Saturday I was up fairly early with the kids and took them to Lavelle with me to get a special trim for the rain while tomorrow, then saw had a birthday party and Claudine took Rosi to La Rhonda. We had supper with at anne and Laurent’s.
This morning I slept in, and then Claudine and I got into a fight that started over her being in a bad mood but then escalated over financial discussion. Then we went to DHC to see party care show, it was the last day. It was a good show, too. Emily Jan was giving a workshop and Johnson is always happy to see us. Rose had a play date with her friend Sarah in love though, they have moved so they live even further away in Leval now. They went apple picking in the afternoon.
Grabbed some groceries with the kids on our way back from Lavelle, Claudine made supper and we managed to get the kids in bed by about 815. I’ve had a bit of another THC gummy to try and help you sleep tonight, I have to have a shower now and then hit the ground running tomorrow morning to finish the fox install.
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from chris lloyd to pm@pm.gc.ca
date Sep 10, 2018, 10:05 PM
subject What did you think you were going to be when
Dear Justin,
I am still alive. I survived a long Monday. The ring is closed up, a first coat of mud on the wall. After Atom and I put up the drywall I noticed that the ring had moved. I thought at first it was the spirit of Luis Barragan, but it was most likely due to the vibrations from the impact driver. I took the panel off and this time added museum wax to the bottom of the ring box.
I met Spencer at Vox after he arrived from his aller-retour to Warkworth Institution, a medium-security correctional facility, where he had picked up a painting borrowed for the show. I’ll tell you more later perhaps, I’m starting to doze off.
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from chris lloyd to pm@pm.gc.ca
date Sep 11, 2018, 11:50 PM
subject What did you think you were going to be when you
Dear Justin,
I am still alive. I survived a long phone interview with Mike Landry about the Dear PM project, specifically the performance in PEI, after a long, full day of installing at VOX. Luckily Spencer was able to come in and handle the video files and Brightsign media players, and Karen is continuing to solve problems and make things happen. It might all come together tomorrow, or it won’t.
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from chris lloyd to pm@pm.gc.ca
date Sep 12, 2018, 9:04 PM
subject What did you think you were going to be when you grew
Dear Justin,
I am still alive. I survived another day of installation at Fox. I spent the bulk of the afternoon wedged in behind the wall holding the diamond ring made from Louis Barragán the cremated remains. Jill arrived today and wasn’t very impressed with the lighting. Spencer can’t seem to get John’s videos in sync, the bright side players are just not cooperating. And unbeknownst to me, Kobe wanted his metal system benches and tables coded with furniture wax, so Valerie and Jean-Marc are staying late tonight to apply the polish. It will be tight, but I think everything will be more or less ready for the opening by 5 PM.
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from chris lloyd to pm@pm.gc.ca
date Sep 15, 2018, 10:05 PM
subject What did you think you were going to be when you grew up?
Dear Justin,
I am still alive. I survived the opening at vox the other night, then a longer than expected day at work yesterday, and the current heat wave. So I guess I am surviving climate change, too. Family came over for a visit today, and the kids set up a lemonade stand and made almost $30 in just under two hours, and they quickly spent their profits at arsham bowl. Then Chloe and I took the kids to division gallery for Michel DeBroin and Caroline Mondays opening. We survived the drive home, avoiding treacherous construction, and made another omelet for supper, which the kids adored last night and again tonight, and then Claveau went out with Pip and Ursula, who is in town for a few days preparing for her show at Sbc next month. I’ve been called to help install I work at the museum in Joliet, I will be driving there with Julie Tremblay early Monday morning. It is a two day gig, then I will put in two days at Fox to straighten everything up, and then I have some house painting gigs. Our house insurance is due.
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from chris lloyd to pm@pm.gc.ca
date Sep 16, 2018, 11:25 PM subject There
Dear Justin,
I am still alive. I survived the first few episodes in season 5 of Bojack Horseman. That is some good TV. Also, the interview I did with Mike Landry was published in the Salon section of the TH this weekend but the article is only available to subscribers and their website won’t let me subscribe. My folks’ showed me the newspaper via Facetime tonight, featuring photos from the Filibuster performance in PEI. It is my parents 46th wedding anniversary today.
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from chris lloyd to pm@pm.gc.ca
date Sep 17, 2018, 10:37 PM subject There was
Dear Justin,
I am still alive. I survived another Monday, And an alligator tour to Shelly yet to help Video get off with a three channel video installation buy a collective called group Apple Pay. This video is about and indigenous woman named sheri pronto was serving a life sentence for manslaughter and armed robbery. I went to Joliet with three members of video graph, and we were helped by the technicians on hand at the museum. I’ll most had everything running by the end of the day, except the final sound hadn’t been completed and won’t be ready until Thursday, so I’ll most likely go back then. Tonight I finally paid some overdue parking tickets, one was going to suspend my vehicle registration and possibly put on the Denver boot. online payment service wouldn’t let me pay the additional charges, so I hope our car is still OK.
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from chris lloyd to pm@pm.gc.ca
date Sep 18, 2018, 10:54 PM subject There was a
Dear Justin,
I am still alive. I survived a day of organizing at VOX, listening to podcasts, making plans. Picked up the kids after school, made supper, had no energy to work on the UStation pods or commission. Watched a couple new episodes of Bojack, so good.
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from chris lloyd to pm@pm.gc.ca
date Sep 20, 2018, 10:29 PM subject There was a time
Dear Justin,
I am still alive. I am surviving another bout of depression. Survived another day in Joliette, but wasn’t quite able to finish, the audio sounds bad and one of the three video images will not conform to the size ratio. Jennifer picked up the kids as we were stuck in traffic on the 40, then we stayed at her co-op to participate in the street party for the inauguration of their ruelle verte.
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from chris lloyd to pm@pm.gc.ca
date Sep 21, 2018, 10:08 PM subject There was a time when
Dear Justin,
I am still alive. I am surviving this current descent into depression. I went back to bed after doing the school routine with the kids and woke up at 1pm. Didn’t budge one piece of junk in the studio, as was my plan. The news is getting me down, and I’m feeling powerless about it all. I had offered to volunteer today at Andrès QS offices but just couldn’t do it. I couldn’t do anything today, except continue to entertain the notion that I’m failing at everything I’m doing.
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from chris lloyd to pm@pm.gc.ca
date Sep 23, 2018, 10:42 PM subject There was a time when I
Dear Justin,
I am still alive. I survived the weekend, the opening at Oboro, Lowell and Yuri’s party in the park, beginning the cleaning and organizing of my studio, and voting. I voted QS, for Andrès, whom we saw cycling around afterward. Apparently he is neck-and-neck with the (neo) Liberal candidate. That we’ll end up with a PLQ or CAQ government adds to my general state of malaise, which is continuing. I’m reading about cognitive bias and realize I am deluding myself about most aspects of my life.
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from chris lloyd to pm@pm.gc.ca
date Sep 24, 2018, 9:46 PM
subject There was a time when I thought
Dear Justin,
I am still alive. I survived another Monday, a day at home to work on the UWork painting, a 48″x48” map painting of the old Union Station area of SJ. Drove to Langevin et Forest to get the plywood, the painting will have two empty panels beside it, a triptych of sorts, Judith’s idea. My foul mood had diminished somewhat, feeling more neutral now.
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from chris lloyd to pm@pm.gc.ca
date Sep 25, 2018, 11:42 PM
subject There was a time that I thought that
Dear Justin,
I am still alive. I survived a day at work at Vox sorting cables. Clo is off for a spa day. Baked cookies with the kids during supper. Finished watching Bojack Horseman, season 5. Spoiler: he checks into rehab.
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from chris lloyd to pm@pm.gc.ca
date Sep 26, 2018, 10:14 PM
subject There was a time that I thought that I
Dear Justin,
I am still alive. I survived a morning painting and at SBC in the afternoon helping set up for Dana Michel’s artist talk tomorrow. Then I met my therapist, first session since early July. She’s helping me identify the patterns I keep putting myself through. And helped prep me a bit for the couples therapist Clo and I are going to see next week.
I made a donation with money I don’t have to Quebec Solidaire because of this email I received from Manon Massé:
Rappelez-vous que l’espoir gagne toujours contre la peur.
Je veux, aujourd’hui, lancer un appel aux Québécoises et aux Québécois de tous les âges, de toutes les origines, de tous les coins de notre beau pays.
Si vous êtes, comme moi, convaincus que le Québec a besoin de changer, vous êtes chez vous à Québec solidaire.
On vous a souvent réduit à des étiquettes : péquiste, caquiste, libéral, solidaire. Abstentionniste. Aujourd’hui, ces étiquettes ne valent plus grand-chose.
La seule façon que je connais de confronter la crise du climat, le plus grand défi de notre siècle, c’est de parler d’une seule et même voix.
C’est de retrouver l’ambition qui a fait du peuple québécois quelque chose comme un grand peuple.
Si on est arrivés jusque-là, c’est parce que ceux et celles qui nous ont précédés ont eu le courage de changer le Québec — au lieu de faire comme d’habitude.
Aujourd’hui, vous êtes prêts à le changer à nouveau.
Aujourd’hui, tous les indicateurs nous le disent : le vent est en train de tourner.
Qui, il y a seulement quelques semaines, aurait prédit que l’extraordinaire Émilise Lessard-Therrien allait être sur le point de gagner, à des centaines de kilomètres de Montréal et de Québec ? Qui aurait prédit que Sol et Catherine allaient percer le mystère Québec ?
La plus grande preuve que le vent est en train de tourner, c’est le tourbillon d’attaques de la part de nos adversaires. Ils sont sur le terrain eux aussi : ils savent que les Québécoises et les Québécois ne veulent plus entendre des slogans, ils veulent un changement de fond.
Ça tombe mal pour la vieille classe politique : elle a passé sa campagne à dire au monde qu’un changement de fond, c’était impossible. Puis le courage, ça ne se retrouve pas en une semaine.
Alors la vieille classe politique sort l’artillerie lourde de la vieille politique : les attaques, les épouvantails, les menaces, « le marxisme ».
M. Lisée, souvenez-vous : vous nous reprochez aujourd’hui la même chose qu’on reprochait hier au Parti québécois de René Lévesque. Je prends ça comme un compliment, parce que moi, je me souviens.
Je me souviens d’un peuple qui ne s’est pas laissé gagner par la peur.
Je me souviens d’une époque où on ne votait pas pour le moins pire, mais par enthousiasme. Par espoir pour l’avenir.
Je pense que vous êtes prêts à passer à autre chose. Je veux vous dire que vous pourrez toujours compter sur moi.
J’aime profondément le Québec. Je trouve notre pays trop beau pour qu’on le salisse au nom de la marge de profit des minières et des pétrolières.
Je crois notre monde trop fier pour accepter les bas salaires et la dégradation de nos services publics. Le 1er octobre, au moment de voter, rappelez-vous que l’espoir gagne toujours contre la peur.
Manon Massé
Porte-parole de Québec solidaire
Dernier sprint avant la victoire
Nous en sommes déjà aux derniers jours de cette trépidante campagne. Donnez un petit 10, 20 ou 50 $ pour nous aider à boucler notre budget électoral!
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from chris lloyd to pm@pm.gc.ca
date Sep 27, 2018, 10:17 PM
subject There was a time that I thought that I would
Dear Justin,
I am still alive. I survived another aller-retour to Joliette, this time I drove, to fiddle with the projectors for the Groupe Épopée video. When I came home, and after Clo came home from SBC, I worked on the painting, mostly burning the railroad tracks in with the new pen that arrived in 2 days from Lee Valley. Did you know that a Lee Valley is opening in Laval soon? I didn’t realize that they carry Fesstool products, drool.
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DEAR PM 