I said that plenty of times, when I was a bartender in the 1990s. This time, I'm saying it to close this project, officially. The money is gone. The trips are all done. The videos and interviews are posted. This is blog #200. I have completed the post-fellowship paperwork and sent it back to the Surdna Foundation.
And while I'm on that last subject: Thanks, Surdna Foundation, for supporting my efforts on this project. You taught me some new things about art production, arts education, and about myself at the convening in New York City last October, and this Arts Teacher Fellowship allowed me to root out some old demons and expose them as what they were: little more than monsters under the bed. When I pulled the bed skirt up and looked, there was nothing there to be afraid of, just some old and dusty and forgotten remnants of by-gone days.
And thanks to everyone who participated. And to everyone who offered to. I couldn't make it everywhere, but as we say in Alabama, I put a dent in it.
Of course, there is still a book coming. I'm writing it now, don't know when it will be done . . . but I'm not one to start things and not finish them, so it show up eventually.
As Robbie Robertson said, as he walked off stage in The Last Waltz, "G'night! G'bye!"
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