What do ya do on a Sunday morning in October, '92 when da Bears are stinking up Soldier Field and you were counting on a good game to eat part of the day? You paw through the Sunday Trib is what you do.
On this particular Sunday I guess I was pretty bored, or inspired, or bored and inspired, because as the game got worse for the Monsters of da Midway, I found me a pair of scissors, some tape and started having-at the Trib's Sunday magazine and did me some collage'n.
Here's what I came up with:
That's ol' Art Linkletter and one of his mechanized chairs, a butcher knife that was on sale somewhere, the head of some jolly old bespectacled fellow and a couple hunks of bone-in "cowboy style" ribeye that was on sale at Dominick's. I think it turned out quite well.
So skip ahead a bit and I'm at work at the Loyola University Center for Instructional Design - or LUCID, if you wish - and the above collage was in one of my spiral notebooks. Why it was in there is to keep it flat (my guess), or that I lost track of it (more likely). Whatever the reason, it was in a spiral notebook that I was using to log some footage from a shoot of the Niles College administrative staff about their pending absorption into the Loyola system.
For another unknown reason, my boss's boss - a strange, serious and very jumpy woman named Kate - found the collage and, uh, did something with it.
I found all of this out later from the assistant director of LUCID who was a really cool lady named Betty and who told me the story: Kate was absently leafing through my notebook and found the collage and was shocked! Oh my goodness! Decapitation! Slaughter! Kim found the collage, freaked out, took-it-to-a-psyc-professor-she-knows and asked him if whoever made this was a threat to themself or - more importantly - others.
Betty said that the psyc prof said, no, and to please get the fuck out of his office because he's busy (her words). I laughed and asked Betty what she thought and she said her pal is the GM of a commercial post production facility and they needed a tape librarian. I got the picture, got the job and the rest is history.
And just a week ago, while looking through boxes in the garage, I found my beloved - one-time controversial - collage. And here you go.
Tonight - Orbit Room (where it all started)
Another "TNSC Founders Night" c'mon out!!
bye-ee!
whrr ... clik!
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