.. Happy to be a 56.1 miler ..
Part 1
Screw the term
40 miler. I was going "all out"; I’m taking the museum of
curiosities on the road.
The
Museum of Curiosities is the public side of my personal
collection, a collection that has been busting at the seams
almost since I started it. With little space left in the glass
front cabinet in the kitchen, and things piled up in the office,
I have decided that this collection needed a larger home, or at
least for now a larger audience.
The first chance
to come my way was at Arisia, a science fiction fantasy
convention just outside of Boston. Having no experience in this
sort of thing, I thought the best idea would be to just jump
right in, both feet, sink or swim I was going for it.
My background is
in the theatre, I had been a scenic designer, lighting designer,
pyro-technition, and prop master in my years in the professional
theatre, but this would be different, this "theatrical
presentation" would have me as the face of it, not hiding safely
back stage. Still I thought I could manage to come up with an
entertaining, "entertainment" for lack of a better term.
First things
first, what is it I’m trying to do? Here is where the theatre
background comes in… its all about the show, if the two
vocations, museum curator, and thespian had anything in common
it was the presentation elements, and with my museum the "show"
was to be as important as the product, or the items I’m showing.
Scratching my
head, and asking my better half, and we settled on "Eight Corner
Globe" as the production company name, as it sounded "slightly
off" and generated an easy to visualize image, that I thought
would evoke the "olden days" you know, that vague era of "days
gone by" not as old as "ye olden days" but not new as y esterday.
Once a name was settled upon, a snappy logo design to sell the
image was easy enough. Next came the hard part, who the hell am
I to present mysteries and curiosities from the eight corners of
the globe? Seemed like Scott doesn’t hold a position of mystery
let alone authority, so Professor Badger was born. Prof. Badger
can speak with authority on most any subject, and is an expert
in all things fantastic. In other words, my new persona had no
problem with a bold faced lie if needed. My Girl Friday became
Elle Emenope (say it fast) with long legs, short shorts, top hat
and tails, she became my outside talker. If she couldn’t stop a
wandering crowd, no one could.
With only a
couple of weeks since committing to attending the event, I had
to get my ass in gear. Display cases had to be built, official
letterhead, and signage had to be designed, and let’s face it,
funny facial hair had to be grown. The professor is nothing
without a split beard to hide behind.
Ms. Elle got to work
with the design of the signage, coming up with a swell logo,
which vaguely evoked the feel of a 70’s science club, and also
created many smaller signs to identify all of the curiosities on
display. Most items got a simple cardstock sign with a minimal
bit of information, such as the snakes retrieved from the
stomach of a "chronic snake eater" (it just sounded like it
would cause the masses to squirm, vague enough for them to
create their own stories) Other items got the full treatment, a
nice framed story on
museum
stationary, mounted with photos and supporting documents. But I
think the smartest bit of work, took no work at all. We had
decided that not everything needed an explanation, let us leave
the viewer to wonder, and after all, with fewer details
presented, I was free to make stuff up on a whim.
While Ms. Elle
worked her magic on the presentation details, I went to work on
the actual collection. I pulled most of the items form my
personal collection, and made a few more especially for the
event.
Having never curated a museum of any
sort, I feel unrestrained to follow any formal rules, or logic.
I created cabinet displays loosely linked, showing an evolving
story, from mild to wild, interweaving both real and imagined
curiosities. What would the general population be interested in?
Would they be interested at all? I had no idea if this
antiquated form of entertainment would fly in today’s world of
fast paced internet, and video games. I know I would be
interested, but what about the average convention attendant?
Looking to test out my layout, I did what anyone looking to
study the prurient nature of man would do. I staged a quick
preview with my mother, (a nurse) her husband (a retired cop)
and my nieces (two 11 year olds). Admittedly not the perfect
demographic slice, it would have to do. My little survey proved
to be quite valuable, the size of type on the signage would be
made larger, the actual displays made sturdier, but the interest
level of the items seemed to be spot on. I answered a few
questions and felt somehow obligated to me honest when
questioned by my mother, but immediately saw the value and
opportunity to augment a story when needed.
Scott Bonelli
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