Returning to Chemainus

In two weeks it will be my pleasure to return to Chemainus for a few days to speak at an international tourism conference. The topic of my presentations will be about how signs (along with murals) can radically change a community.

Chemainus will always be a special place for me. I painted my first historical mural there back in 1983. We moved there six months later and lived there for about 18 years. In those years I was heavily involved in the redevelopment of "The Little Town That Did", helping it achieve world reknown and acclaim. We owned an art gallery and a sign shop and also travelled far and wide painting murals across Canada and the USA. It was a very exciting and busy time in my life! Telling stories with larger than life murals became my passion.

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It was in this period I determined that a 'sign' should encompass so much more than just a board with words on it fastened to the side of a building. It should not be an afterthought or last minute addition. To truly be effective and work well, a 'sign' needed to encompass the entire structure and even extend out to the landscape and into the building interior as well.

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That first foray into my new version of what a 'sign' encompassed led to other exciting projects of a similar nature. Many themed buildings that are still a part of Chemainus' landscape began life on my drawing board.

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It also was in Chemainus we built some of our first themed structures, and learned through trial and error how to do do the things that now are our norm.

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The Chemainus years were hard working ones, but also were the years I learned the most. These lessons I still carry with me today. They will form a part of my talks when I travel back there.

I'm looking forward to the challenge!

-grampa dan

Dream on!

I'm a big believer in that we should all live out our dreams. Each dream we have carries a price of course and often takes years to fulfill. But I believe most dreams are achievable.

The folks who work for me, come to work each day to help me with my dream(s). I am grateful and in return I enjoy helping them with the dreams and goals they work towards. One of the first questions I ask those who seek to work for me is about their dreams. Show me a person with lofty goals and a definite direction in their life and I will show you a person with a strong work ethic and motivation. These are the ones I will employ every time. But I know these folks will not be with me forever. As they realise their dreams they will move on and we will part ways. We've seen it time after time.

Brando came to us a few months ago to help us in the shop and on the house project. Brando had worked as a chef previously but was ready for change. We would be a stopping point in his journey. He shared with me his dream of being an electrician, working hard in coming years to aquire his journeyman's ticket and working at this new trade. I promised him I would see what I could do to help him.

Brando worked hard each day, eagerly did all that was asked of him, arrived early and was always the last to leave each day. He was easy to recommend when I found out our electrician was hiring. It didn't take much on my part other than simply telling the truth about my hard working friend. Brando was hired. He starts his exciting new journey with his new employer tomorrow morning. As much as we will miss him, it gives me great pleasure to see him go. It is time for him to work on his dream.

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Thanks, Brando, for working so hard these past months on our dream!

-grampa dan

Come fly with me!

Phoebe has been fascinated with noisy jets since she was tiny. When she was three years old I took her to a field close to the Abbotsford Airshow to watch the planes fly from a distance. I was afraid she would not like them when they roar overhead close but she loved it. Since then if I am in town when the airshow happens I make a point of taking her to see the jets up close and personal. We look forward to it all year. This past weekend was that time once again.

One of the activities is to take in all the static displays, climbing into each plane that is there. The biggest planes are the best. This year we were there early and the lineups weren't too long. She got to sit in the pilot's seat and try out the controls. There sure were a lot of dials and buttons!

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Then we went down to the seating area and found a great spot to watch the planes fly all the neat tricks. The jets were the best of course - as usual!

-grampa dan