Ah, my office. Where I spend many an hour, labouring over Them Days. Sometimes it’s messy (usually around deadline time!), but sometimes it’s so clean you don’t want to work in it for fear of messing it up. Sometimes it’s warm (summer!) and sometimes it’s nice and cool when I let the breeze blow through in the spring or in the early fall. Sometimes (in the fall) it smells like burning dust because the heater hasn’t been turned on in months.
When my grandmother first visited the Them Days building since I’ve been working here, she was eager to see which of the two offices I had. She worked here at one time, when it was the Public Health building. (She was a public health nurse and got to travel all over Labrador, checking out babies, giving people their shots and that sort of thing.) She was a little disappointed to learn that my office was the other one! Her office was what’s now the administrator’s office. Our building was also the post office…lots of people remember that when they come in!
I’m not really one for personalizing my office with photos or anything, but if you look closely, you’ll find a few personalizations around. I have to cut out some things from the Labradorian and the Northern Pen for work, and if I see something like pictures of my relatives, friends, or any of our summer students/Katimavik volunteers, they get cut out and stuck up on my bulletin board. I’ve got a picture of Amanda‘s baby too, the one that was growing in her belly every day that she was here (and making her really sick, poor thing!).
Me, sitting in my office. And all the various things on my wall.
There’s a calendar (a Them Days one, of course!), an archives poster, a map of Labrador from 1960 (no Smallwood Reservoir on there!), a reproduction of a map from 1872 that shows where people used to live, and some stuff left over from my summer students (yeah, yeah, I can’t bear to take it down – I miss those girls so much!). I’ve also got a gorgeous piece of artwork on my wall, a triptych painted by Clarice Blake Rudkowski. I swear, everybody who comes in says “Is that Joe Goudie?” (Yes, it is.)
I also tape up my cover selections when I choose them. It’s just nice to see that when you’re working on the magazine.
When I take groups of new Katimavik volunteers on tours of the building, I always joke that my office “is where the magic happens.” Well, maybe not magic, but it’s where the magazine takes shape. Interviews are transcribed and edited down, photos are selected and touched up if needed (getting rid of dust on the photo, some cracks, etc. I don’t mean blemish removal!) and the layout is completed. I liase with the printers, etc. Usually there’s more than one person working in here…summer students, Linkages employees and Katimavik participants all have shared the office with me. It’s nice to have somebody else in here. We have fun.
Caroline, doing some research in the office
Let’s see…what else…I’ve got a few desks in my office, and, to go with them, a few chairs. If my first Katimavik participant Lauren is reading this, I know she’s laughing just reading that. That’s because we used to roll around the office if we needed to consult each other about anything. We wouldn’t, you know, get up and walk to see each other’s work. No siree.
The floor people said that’s a big no-no and now all the chairs are placed on rubber mats. No more rolling around the office!
So there you have it. All about my office!