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Showing posts with label meagan dalby. Show all posts

19 July 2013

A Very Small Pond Wedding

This is my sister Meagan and her new husband Tim. Aren’t they a couple of cutie-pies?
Tim Nikita and Meagan Dalby, pic by Shutterbird Photography
I first met Tim a few years ago when Meagan brought him out to Small Pond on his 30th birthday. Tim was kind of quiet, but I liked him right away, and it was pretty obvious how Meagan felt about him. Over the last few years they've spent a lot of time at the farm; they love Prince Edward County and live just a few hours away in Ottawa. Meagan called me after they got engaged, and we talked about the possibility of them getting married at Small Pond. It had become a very special place for them, and after organizing countless festivals and theatrical productions, I’m pretty unfazed by putting on huge events. Thus was the beginning of their picture-perfect country wedding.

In the days prior, there was much, much crafting:


And deliveries of beer:


I loved watching the big top go up:


 Thankfully we had lots of friends and family around to pitch in getting ready for the big day..


And there was yoga class to ensure things didn't become too much of a circus:


The day arrived and the weather was gorgeous. After bridal party preparations at The Manse, we headed back to Small Pond. Handmade touches were everywhere, including the bride's bouquet made by my sister Brittany:
Kelly Taylor Photography
My niece Brooklynn was the flower girl. Shiny as a new penny, she carried the rings in a bird's nest.

Kelly Taylor Photography
There was a little live music to help set the mood:

Adam Fogo and Tara Porter, Kelly Taylor Photography
Our father and mother walked Meagan up the aisle... er... grass path...

Kelly Taylor Photography
The ceremony was brief and beautiful, and took place in the clearing, in front of Trudy, a 1967 vintage trailer...
Just married! Kelly Taylor Photography
Kelly Taylor Photography
Our silo banner this year was made by my other sister Caitlin, and the theme of locks and keys with hearts was found throughout the decor...

Kelly Taylor Photography
Meagan LOVES a pinata, so of course we had one of those:

Kelly Taylor Photography
We wiled away the evening under the tent, with a great meal, much dancing and laughter, and the loveliest bartender - our resident artist from Australia, Georga Ryan!

Kelly Taylor Photography
Milé was an incredible MC, with good jokes and his characteristic charm:

Kelly Taylor Photography

And there was food, food, food...
Amazing desserts made with love by Tim's mom
Kelly Taylor Photography
It couldn't have been a more perfect wedding. We were so happy to help make Meg and Tim's day such a special one.
Kelly Taylor Photography
If you're looking for a unique venue for a country wedding or creative event, let's talk! Get in touch at info(at)smallpondarts.ca

05 April 2012

Why I Volunteer

It's been a busy couple of weeks at the farm as we welcomed our first resident artist of the year, and started preparing for spring planting and building projects. But one of the things that I've been working at hardest is fundraising. I’m raising money to volunteer in Ghana, where I’ll  be doing puppetry with kids in rural villages. The project is called Puppets Without Borders, and I anticipate it could very well be one of the most interesting things I've done in my life.

It takes a lot of effort to raise all that money and coordinate my first international project, not that I mind one bit.  But it has given me cause to reflect on why I volunteer.

Kids & their shadow puppets, from my first trip to Labrador
as a volunteer with ArtsCan Circle
I got my first job as a volunteer when I was a teenager. It was playing sports with adults with disabilities, which is weird because I’ve never been into sports, but I think I was looking to get something on my resumé. From those unlikely beginnings I’ve volunteered fairly regularly: at charity events, for friends’ theatre shows, at environmental events, for a filmmaker I admired, and more recently through ArtsCan Circle.

What does a volunteer look like? Here's a few examples from
ArtsCan Circle; that's me second from the right
I don’t recall my parents ever extolling the virtues of volunteering, although all three of my sisters are also regular volunteers. I thought this was kind of interesting, so I asked them: "Why do you volunteer?"

Meagan, the eldest of my younger sisters, is a serial volunteer, having given her time to many different organizations. “I volunteer because it makes me feel connected to whichever community I happen to be living in. It also allows me to cross paths with so many diverse people that I otherwise would never meet: village children in Thailand, veterans living on the streets of Ottawa, politicians, intellectually disabled individuals... which has in turn helped me to understand where I fit in the world.”

Meagan with one of her students in Thailand
My sister Brittany volunteers because she’s passionate about the causes she supports. “In all honesty, I far prefer my volunteering with AARCS to any paid job I have ever had. I know that the dogs need people to survive, it's actually a life and death situation for them which makes it feel more needed and urgent than anything. I feel appreciated even though the animals can’t talk; their behaviour towards those that save them proves they know they got lucky.”

Brittany (R) volunteering for the Alberta Spay & Neuter Task Force
My youngest sister, Caitlin, wrote a great blog post about her experience as a volunteer teacher in the slums of India. She writes: “There are people all over the world that have every opportunity at their fingertips and waste it. Then here are these children with every ability for greatness, and will probably never get the opportunity… It took some of the poorest children in India to teach me to be happy with what I've got. So many of us look at our neighbors and wish we had more. In India, countless times I saw people look at their neighbors and be thankful for not having less. This is the most profound thing I will take with me from my time there. For a country with so many overwhelming problems, there are some things that they understand much better than we do in the West. One of these things is gratitude.”  You can read the Caitlin’s full blog post here.
Caitlin (centre, facing camera) with her students in India
So why do I volunteer? It’s not like I’m a particularly wealthy person – all the energy expended into volunteering could very well be put into making more money for myself. But I didn’t become an artist to make money. In fact I very much enjoy interacting with the world in a non-monetary way, which is one of the reasons we have so many free and charitable events at Small Pond Arts. We charge money when we need to, but what we do here is about more than just money (I know, this is a pretty radical concept for a small business). There is a purity about working hard for no pay cheque; you do it because you believe what you are doing matters. 

I think volunteering makes me a better person, and working as a volunteer artist has definitely made me a better artist. I’ve enjoyed countless new experiences, made new friends, seen new parts of the world, and felt deeply rewarded for my efforts. It's helped me discover my passion for teaching art, and has given me the gift of being a mentor, role model and friend to so many wonderful children. We all have the power to make the world a better place, and volunteering is a great way to play your part. There are so many people and organizations that can use help, and it’s not too hard to find a volunteer position that caters to your interests and availability.

I believe that volunteering encourages kindness and generosity in the world, and we could definitely use more of those. If you don’t volunteer already, maybe you’ll consider giving it a try?

If you’d like to support my trip to Ghana, our online fundraising campaign is running until May 23, 2012. Donations of any size are greatly appreciated.  You can find out all about the project, and donate online, by clicking on the image below.


12 June 2010

Time to Think About the Future: Burying a Time Capsule

For the Grand Opening of Small Pond Arts, we wanted to do something ceremonial to mark the occasion, and we thought that burying a time capsule would be a perfect way to do just that. I talked about the burial ceremony in a previous post, but thought I’d go into a little more detail about our process of putting it together. In our modern-day culture we have so few non-religious rites; this project reminded us of the value of  an inclusive, non-secular ritual as a way of bringing people together, and added a deeper significance to our celebration.
The crowd waits for the ceremony to begin

I started by ordering The Dead Good Time Capsule Book from those brilliant people at Welfare State International, writers of two of my other favourite books, Engineers of the Imagination and Eyes on Stalks.

Reading the book was an excellent place to begin, as it discusses a number of different ways to approach a time capsule project, particularly for large groups of people. We decided that we wanted as many people to contribute to our capsule as possible, and we wanted the contents to be as diverse as the contributors themselves. Here is the invitation that went out to our friends, family, neighbours, and the internet in general:

“As part of our grand opening celebrations, we’ll be burying a time capsule to be opened in May 2035. We’d like to invite you to contribute something to our time capsule. What would you like to place in the palms of the future?  Contributions should be small in size, as the cylindrical capsule is 5.5" diameter by 22" high, and we want as many people to contribute as possible. Some ideas for what you could contribute are: a message, a photo, a wish, a song, a recipe, a poem, a keepsake, a drawing, a story, a toy, jewelry, currency, textiles, newspaper or magazine clippings, or anything else you think reflects life in 2010. Let your imagination guide you, but choose materials that are unlikely to decay with age, and media that won’t be obsolete by 2035. We will have some acid-free paper available at the party if you would like to write something at that time.”

My grandparents, Jack and Marion, just prior to the ceremony

I ordered the Time Capsule from Future Packaging, opting for the “Mrs. Future” model. It is made of stainless steel and came with a variety of packaging to separate and preserve items inside the capsule, as well as oxygen absorber, acid free paper, and sealing materials. It was a little on the expensive side, but I figured if we were going to do this, we had to do it right. It would be really disappointing to dig this thing up in 25 years and find a pile of dust!  There are a number of other, less expensive, DIY ways to do a time capsule; particularily if you are not burying it in the ground or sealing it up for a very long time.

Make sure nobody falls in the time capsule hole before the burial!

More than 30 people contributed to the time capsule, many with multiple items, and the contributions were all wonderful, ranging from thoughtful and personal to the downright silly!

One of my favourite contributions came from the Clarke family, who lived in our house for 87 years and after whom our road is named. Sisters Ann, Brenda and Sandra stopped by with their mother Betty a few days before the party. They hadn’t been in the house since it had been sold seven years ago; we took them on a tour of the house and they regaled us with family stories and childhood memories. It was an emotional visit, but good for all of us – they felt happy that this special place was in good hands, and we felt that we had their blessing to be here. Their contributions to the time capsule were deeply personal and an important step towards preserving the historical record of our house. The items the sisters contributed were Harry Clarke's obituary notice, who bought the farm in 1915 (the sisters’ grandfather), Don Clarke's death notice (the sisters’ father), he inherited the farm on their grandfather's passing, a letter from Brenda that was read at their father’s funeral, and a picture of their father and three brothers, Robert, Fred and Howard.

The ladies Clarke: Ann Pappas, Brenda Clarke-Campbell, Betty Clarke and Sandra Sharpe

We knew that the party was going to be big and chaotic (in a good way!), so we designated a table in the dining room as the Time Capsule Station; when people dropped off their items, they signed a registry with their name and a description of their items. People enjoyed perusing the items on display. I made the very smart move of delegating the organizing of the capsule to my sister Caitlin (Time Capsule Captain), who was assisted by my other two sisters, Meagan and Brittany. With 100 people coming and going over the course of the weekend, there was no way that I could be responsible for organizing all the items that came pouring in whilst I was playing hostess.

Some of the time capsule contents

However, because I was not organizing the items, I didn’t see much of what went into the capsule! The registry also went into the capsule, so we'll be truly surprised when we open it in 2035. These are some of the items that I know went in: a copy of the local paper from that week along with flyers from the grocery store, photos of the house and the silo, photos of my parents, a picture of Small Pond as drawn by my 4-year old niece and a photo of her holding said drawing, a wishing feather, some very goofy gag glasses, a photo of a neighbouring family along with some Canadian coins, Milé’s dad’s zippo lighter, a ceramic pin by brilliant Toronto artist Barbara Klunder, a message in a water bottle from our friend Sheila, a letter from my grandmother, a cookie cutter from my sister along with the gingerbread recipe we traditionally make every holiday season, a disposable camera with pictures from the party, a drawing of the silo by Milé, a DVD with something Olympic-related on it, a bracelet from a neighbour, a sticker, a button, an ID card, a whistle… and who knows what other mystery items?? We’ll have to wait and find out!

My niece Brooklynn will be almost 30 when the time capsule is dug up!

The capsule was sealed first with silicone and then with wax. We placed it in a big clear garbage bag for good measure. The outside of the Time Capsule is marked “Time Capsule” in case someone should stumble upon it.

The future belongs to the children - my little cousin Olivia helps bury the time capsule

What really worked about our ceremony was involving everyone in the burial of the capsule. We asked each person to help bury it, and we asked everyone to pass over the buried capsule and “into the future.” This was really important as it brought everyone into the ceremony; whether or not they contributed an item they still got to take part.

Guy and Nel look pretty happy to be stepping into the future together

The final step of this project was to register the capsule with the International Time Capsule Society. This registry was established because the society estimates there are approximately 10,000 capsules worldwide, most of them lost!  Hopefully by registering this capsule either we or our families will be able to locate it in 25 years.  The ITCS website is also an excellent resource, and has some great reading on it, such as The Nine Most Wanted Time Capsules.

The time capsule turned out to be one of the highlights of our grand opening. Now we just have to wait 9,106 days until we can open it. Until then, I wish you a future full of art!