The Studio

We started cleaning out the dance studio last night.  The amount of things there is mindboggling.

There is a lifetime of records and tapes and CDs.
Furniture emptied
A Lane Home Chest, filled with old hand-made costumes
Antiques to find homes for (an old ticket window and a baby grand piano)
Two ancient sewing machines

People are trying to help, and trying to take home mementos of their own

Folks are going through and finding things they never new existed, like old photos or autographs from celebrities (Eleanor Powell!)

My friends L and S own a Kung Fu studio, and will take the red and white mats, and some mirrors, so history lives on a bit.  I'll be back up tonight to help sorting again, and will cart a lot of the trash to my friend's house for pickup tomorrow.

I'm ending up with a neat piece of modern art sculpture for my office, because Miss Patty thought of me when she saw it.

Craziness.