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Clerkmanifesto is going context free for 100 days!

While I retire from 31 years at the Roseville Library, sell nearly everything I own, fly with my darling wife to Japan for 40 days, and then move together to France to start to build a life there, I present a less explained clerkmanifesto, a clerkmanifesto of snapshots and time travel. Below you may see old posts without introduction from my 4,750 post collection. You may see random photos, brand new or years old. I may write a passage about Japan as if of course you know I'm in Japan, I may make a simple observation or joke, but whatever it is, I won't be explaining it. You'll have to take it as it comes.

For more context you are welcome to read this longer introduction.

And if this is all too confusing I welcome you to investigate our thousands of fully explained historic posts from the past 12 years, though I'll be the first to admit, hours later, you may still come away a little confused.

Here, however it works, is what clerkmanifesto has for you today:

Here is another old charcoal drawing study from a long past art show of mine featuring Jewish people who were 85 and older. I suppose I still had this last drawing because it was one of my favorites. I'm pretty sure this was a study for a four foot high by three foot wide painting of this man, but that one is probably lost to the world. This drawing is cleaned up in AI and I'll put its AI alteration level at 2 out of 10. 

Following the image is the moving version of it.

To watch the moving image version of the drawing, click on it below, enlarge it (if you like), than click again to play it.

Live Photo of Kyoto:

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Clerkmanifesto is going context free for 100 days!

While I retire from 31 years at the Roseville Library, sell nearly everything I own, fly with my darling wife to Japan for 40 days, and then move together to France to start to build a life there, I present a less explained clerkmanifesto, a clerkmanifesto of snapshots and time travel. Below you may see old posts without introduction from my 4,750 post collection. You may see random photos, brand new or years old. I may write a passage about Japan as if of course you know I'm in Japan, I may make a simple observation or joke, but whatever it is, I won't be explaining it. You'll have to take it as it comes.

For more context you are welcome to read this longer introduction.

And if this is all too confusing I welcome you to investigate our thousands of fully explained historic posts from the past 12 years, though I'll be the first to admit, hours later, you may still come away a little confused.

Here, however it works, is what clerkmanifesto has for you today:

An old charcoal drawing of mine:

And then a live version which, if I recall, you'll want to click, maximize (or not), then click again to play. There is no sound.

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Clerkmanifesto is going context free for 100 days!

While I retire from 31 years at the Roseville Library, sell nearly everything I own, fly with my darling wife to Japan for 40 days, and then move together to France to start to build a life there, I present a less explained clerkmanifesto, a clerkmanifesto of snapshots and time travel. Below you may see old posts without introduction from my 4,750 post collection. You may see random photos, brand new or years old. I may write a passage about Japan as if of course you know I'm in Japan, I may make a simple observation or joke, but whatever it is, I won't be explaining it. You'll have to take it as it comes.

For more context you are welcome to read this longer introduction.

And if this is all too confusing I welcome you to investigate our thousands of fully explained historic posts from the past 12 years, though I'll be the first to admit, hours later, you may still come away a little confused.

Here, however it works, is what clerkmanifesto has for you today:

I left this space open for me to write a post in case I had something significant to say on this momentous day, since as you read this it is the day my darling wife and I are landing in Japan, at the beginning of living out across the whole wide world. Two small people free and at large.

Farewell Saint Minneapolis.

So do I have something significant to say?

I always have something significant to say!!!!

In the end all of these postings made ahead of time, full of references to my future and to your past, create a kind of confusion about time. But I'm not going to fault it. Life is jumbled up. And retiring from a place I worked for 31 years has a touch of the quality of waking up from a dream. What just happened? Was it two days ago, or twenty years ago? At my retirement party scatterings of different co-workers from several different eras of the Roseville Library showed up. They gathered naturally into small groups of their time period. One could see the past hovering about them, but there they were, unmistakable in that exact moment.

As I write you now it is the first day of my retirement. I sit on a couch that we have already given away but that has not yet been picked up. Yesterday I was at one of the largest and most significant endings of my life. Today is one of the larger beginnings of my life, and that works whether you count my today or your today.

I take it back. I don't have anything significant to say today. I said it all here over the last dozen years. And I will say it all here in the next decades. And some of the things in the future I already said, and some in the past I have yet to say.

Welcome to my retirement.

thirty-five

 

Clerkmanifesto is going context free for 100 days!

While I retire from 31 years at the Roseville Library, sell nearly everything I own, fly with my darling wife to Japan for 40 days, and then move together to France to start to build a life there, I present a less explained clerkmanifesto, a clerkmanifesto of snapshots and time travel. Below you may see old posts without introduction from my 4,750 post collection. You may see random photos, brand new or years old. I may write a passage about Japan as if of course you know I'm in Japan, I may make a simple observation or joke, but whatever it is, I won't be explaining it. You'll have to take it as it comes.

For more context you are welcome to read this longer introduction.

And if this is all too confusing I welcome you to investigate our thousands of fully explained historic posts from the past 12 years, though I'll be the first to admit, hours later, you may still come away a little confused.

Here, however it works, is what clerkmanifesto has for you today:

The day you read this will be me and my darling wife's last day in America, at least for a very long time.

But as I write this it is just the day before I retire.

And...

On the night before my last day of work at the library I took a shower.

I felt sad. 

I was not sad to be retiring. I don't exactly know what makes me sad.

Leaving?

Ending?

The passage of time?

I got out of the shower and saw myself in the mirror. In the center of my chest was what looked like the finest of pure white feathers. As I pinched it in my fingers I realized it was a patch of hair, pure white, on my chest.

And everything ends and begins again.

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Last morning in Minnesota with everything we own in this world…

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Clerkmanifesto is going context free for 100 days!

While I retire from 31 years at the Roseville Library, sell nearly everything I own, fly with my darling wife to Japan for 40 days, and then move together to France to start to build a life there, I present a less explained clerkmanifesto, a clerkmanifesto of snapshots and time travel. Below you may see old posts without introduction from my 4,750 post collection. You may see random photos, brand new or years old. I may write a passage about Japan as if of course you know I'm in Japan, I may make a simple observation or joke, but whatever it is, I won't be explaining it. You'll have to take it as it comes.

For more context you are welcome to read this longer introduction.

And if this is all too confusing I welcome you to investigate our thousands of fully explained historic posts from the past 12 years, though I'll be the first to admit, hours later, you may still come away a little confused.

Here, however it works, is what clerkmanifesto has for you today:

As we tried to divest ourselves of virtually all our belongings a couple weeks ago we had an estate sale. I don’t know how it went because in my timeline it hasn’t happened yet. It’s two nights before the sale and I made some baroque paintings of our vast belongings laid out by the estate sale people. These dark old paintings seem most appropriate to the subject matter.

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Clerkmanifesto is going context free for 100 days!

While I retire from 31 years at the Roseville Library, sell nearly everything I own, fly with my darling wife to Japan for 40 days, and then move together to France to start to build a life there, I present a less explained clerkmanifesto, a clerkmanifesto of snapshots and time travel. Below you may see old posts without introduction from my 4,750 post collection. You may see random photos, brand new or years old. I may write a passage about Japan as if of course you know I'm in Japan, I may make a simple observation or joke, but whatever it is, I won't be explaining it. You'll have to take it as it comes.

For more context you are welcome to read this longer introduction.

And if this is all too confusing I welcome you to investigate our thousands of fully explained historic posts from the past 12 years, though I'll be the first to admit, hours later, you may still come away a little confused.

Here, however it works, is what clerkmanifesto has for you today:

Perhaps I wasn’t that bad a painter after all. 

When I was actively painting, I held myself in high regard, but after setting painting and drawing aside, I adopted a more humble view of my abilities. Now that I have become, by my own estimation, quite good at the almost absurd and extremely curious art of computer and AI assisted imagery (or whatever awful name suits it), I understand even better what it means to have real facility with something, to be ahead of the curve.

My painting and drawing were vivid and good, though not masterful, perhaps. As we prepare to leave, we’ve pulled out a lot of things from the back cupboards to get rid of, and although most of my artwork is long gone, I’ve found a few surviving pieces, especially from my show of Jewish people aged eighty-five and older. I used AI, of course, to clean up my rough photograph of one painting here, and I like the result. I am proud of the painting. I think I was a pretty good painter.

Maybe time allows for me more room to be just... really good?

So I’ll let you see it, and you can decide. If you’re among those who grow weary of all the experiments and the falsity of all my computer-generated “AI art” I present this particular painting as my bona fides, on the one hand suggesting that I put in all the proper time into training and serving the tradition in the hope it will allow me to now do whatever I want due to my historic stature. And on the other hand, well, I think the AI improved my rendition of the hair a little here!

I've added a video version which I find slightly fascinating. Remember to click to engage, full screen as desired, then play. There is no sound.

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Clerkmanifesto is going context free for 100 days!

While I retire from 31 years at the Roseville Library, sell nearly everything I own, fly with my darling wife to Japan for 40 days, and then move together to France to start to build a life there, I present a less explained clerkmanifesto, a clerkmanifesto of snapshots and time travel. Below you may see old posts without introduction from my 4,750 post collection. You may see random photos, brand new or years old. I may write a passage about Japan as if of course you know I'm in Japan, I may make a simple observation or joke, but whatever it is, I won't be explaining it. You'll have to take it as it comes.

For more context you are welcome to read this longer introduction.

And if this is all too confusing I welcome you to investigate our thousands of fully explained historic posts from the past 12 years, though I'll be the first to admit, hours later, you may still come away a little confused.

Here, however it works, is what clerkmanifesto has for you today:

A variety of pictures that are sort of from various versions of the Hundred Acre Wood: