Moleskin notebooks are my weakness, but they were on sale so I bought two. Working on There Is None of This in England, all my research notes, notes from conversations with Susan MacDonald and Ross King, they all went into a Moleskin notebook I won in a writing contest, so I felt compelled to buy more for my Master’s thesis.
Speaking of the Master’s thesis. I’m pretty sure that I’ll be doing a critical and biographical study of Joan MacDonald (nee Lavis). She deserves the front and center on a large-scale biography/academic paper, and she’s a McMaster alumni, so I feel like I be representin’ a fellow woman Marauder.
Bonus: It means I still get to write about Jim and his Lew Lew.
I’m meeting James King tomorrow or Friday (depending on my schedule) to talk about McMaster’s program and my M.A. thesis! *Dances wildly around the room.*
I got 90 percent as a final grade on my B.A. thesis! asjfgsa, so excited!
Feeling fortunate to’ve enabled her addiction to Jimmy MacD.
Love my thesis supervisor. He knows what’s going on. He’s known all along.
Seven days before I present my thesis. I can’t even. It’s really been an indescribable honour to spend the last ten months researching, reading and writing about J.E.H. MacDonald and his pre-Group of Seven contemporaries. I’ve invested more in this than I ever thought I could.
Next week I’ll be on a stage thanking my supervisor and the department, and all the writers and curators and archivists who have helped me throughout this process, but I also really want to thank you guys for your comments and conversations, all the likes and reblogs, and for having such awesome blogs yourselves. I lost a few Facebook friends on account of all the J.E.H. MacDonald I post there but I’ve only gained friends here. Tumblr has yet again proven to be the most supportive
little hub of people anywhere.
Of course after the thesis presentation there will still be ongoing revision. When the thesis is done and printed I’ll be sure to share information on how you can get your hands on it (because at this point I don’t even know). From there, we’ll see what happens. I’m hoping to get a job in Algonquin Park this summer which will be a whole different kind of writing research, of just being incredibly quiet and mindful of everything. In the fall hopefully I will be back in school, writing an MA this time, and I have every intention of keeping up with Jim MacDonald during that time. In fact, ideally, I’ll be writing a thesis under James King’s supervision at McMaster (he wrote the 2012 Lawren Harris biography Journey Inward). And after all of that is over and done, I guess the real work on MacDonald begins, and I’ll start to figure out what it takes to get out a definitive biography of the man. Goodness knows, he deserves one.
On Wednesday I visited the Arts & Letters Club where the archivist Scott James was kind enough to not only give me free reign in the J.E.H. MacDonald fonds, but he also gave me a tour of the place afterwards! I think I was holding back squeals the whole time. The entire place is just infused with Jim MacDonald and his art and everything. When we walked into the dining/performance hall my heart skipped a beat as soon as I saw the tables, and they are the same fucking tables.
I took the bottom photo while I was there. Obviously the table looks longer because whoever took the legendary photo of 6/7ths of the Group was taller than me.
I have butterflies so bad right now.
Waiting on a phone call from Susan MacDonald.
Sharing a hotel room with my mom and aunt. They were being loud and watching TV, so I made a nest in the tub.
This photo was taken in 1887, of two men looking out over the city of Hamilton from the Niagara Escarpment. I’m glad to have found this photo since 1887 is one of the years in which I’m writing Hamilton. Anything that can bring me closer to that time and place is special.
The Canada Life Building (Birks Building), which is where the Hamilton School of Art was located from 1886 till 1890, which is where the whole story begins.