Some of the things I have to give away are too boring to write about. This is one of them: three sheets of white archival mat board. Dull but useful. They have been haunting my studio for six years and now Kristin, the very coolest person to thus far truck out to furthest North Baltimore County for my Freecycle booty, aims to actually make them into something. Art happens.
Most of the Freecycle exchanges thus far have been very businesslike, if I even see the people who are picking up the stuff. Sometimes they just grab it off my front porch. But even those with whom I do chat for a moment or two are just being polite. Kristin was the first person I felt some real connection to, as though the potential for real friendship existed there in the driveway as we stuffed mat boards into the back of her Honda. I'm supposed to go visit her some time at the bookstore where she works. She's supposed to let me know what she makes with the boards.
Kristen just joined Freecycle. We were her first. I'm honored.
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