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Jeff Werner

I'm a designer in Vancouver, Canada. I work at the Beaty Biodiversity Museum, am a director of the 221A Artist Run Centre, and a member of Fieldwork design collective. I'm an Emily Carr and University of Victoria graduate and have worked in the Philippines, Indonesia and the Netherlands. I'm a cycling advocate and race on the Garneau Evolution team.

squash Daily Activities, July 5, 2004 10:12 PM 0 comments

Moving the Home 02


Moms with home. Pilings in foreground, foundation exposed, basement studs, then first floor wall with kitchen windows and deck door. Foundation and pilings to be completely buried, and will have (the pilings) posts going up another story to support the first-floor deck. Second floor and roof not built yet.

My hands, I now realize, could best be described on a general day-to-day basis as that of soft baby putty. It took 10 minutes of plugging gravel into a trench with a wooden-handled shovel to come to the conclusion that outside a keyboard, mouse and a squash racquet, my hands don't see a lot of manual labour. Anyhoo, I lost a little patch of skin on my right thumb; both palms have a little-to-medium-sized poofy puddle blisters.

Also took another couple loads out to our cubicle---which is about the size of a VW Bug---at the storage centre. I then hunted for a cellular phone plan, which I know nothing about, but which the Moms needs being without landline and camping on her property for three months.

I've also been studying the inner workings of our non-functioning grandfather clock, which by my father's decree, I now learn, is to one day pass down to the first born of our tiny outpost in the Werner family, i.e. me. For the past two days I, in just like total rapture, tried to figure out how to release some slack from the three chained weights in the bowels of the clock so we could remove them before the movers come on Friday. This clock has gears. Lots of them, moving at different speeds. I follow their chain reactions and watch them trigger levers and hammer chimes and spin and click and whir. And I got the clock to ding and dong a ton, and finally got the weights off. And get this: There are no batteries! No circuit boards! It's all very high-tech.

And now some more pictures:

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