I’m really cutting it fine with NaBloPoMo tonight! I have a two-day Phoenix fair this weekend and have spent a lot of this evening getting my brochures ready and playing with my new laminator. I knew when I signed up for NaBloPoMo that it might get hectic when my fairs came around, but such is life. Chris is planning to take the kids out tomorrow afternoon so hopefully things won’t be too stressful and I’ll get a wordier post up tomorrow.
Today we went to the Great North Museum in Newcastle, or as I’ve always known it, the Hancock Museum. I’ve written on here before about how much I love the place and about how the recent refurbishment has really brought the collection to life. Today I was thinking about how the museum used to be. My most enduring memory of the place from my childhood is of the upstairs mezzanine floor, lined with case upon case of moths and butterflies, pinned immobile in tidy rows. There was something deeply fascinating about the light and beautiful butterflies pinned in place (quite literally – you could see the pin-heads sticking out of them), frozen and ornamental for evermore. The butterflies are a more accessible now
and they’re displayed more creatively
but the echoes of the original displays remain – a fact that I think hasn’t been lost on the museum bosses, who’ve chosen a fantastic visual way for people to invest a little in the museum.