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When did Waterloo become a luxury brand?

I grew up in Waterloo but it outgrew me. During the summer vacation, as a treat,  my mom would give me and four of my sisters enough money for the bus and a movie ticket. On Tuesdays, it was 2 for 1 for the matinee. She would pop a brown grocery bag’s worth of popcorn and give us one bottle of Pop Shoppe pop to share. We carried it with us on the bus and ate and drank in the cinema. I don’t remember the cinema staff complaining and I don’t remember any of the movies that I saw those days.

This time I had a $7 donut from a bakery and watched twenty-year-old girls line up to go into the Sake place for $15 drinks. I could have bought a down-filled parka and a $500 pair of shoes or paid my mortgage this month.

The documentation of my walk is a collage of printed photos that I took glued onto cradled wood (8X10 inches) with some distressing, and a drawing of the path of my walk, in acrylic marker.

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A green intervention - So tired, So rest - View two

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A green intervention - So tired, So rest - View one
I found some really lovely little trees but they looked as tired as I felt by this time. I came back the next day and gave them these labels to personify them. I found I interacted more with the landscaping in Uptown Waterloo than the people so that became my intervention.

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A green intervention: Lean on me, I will hold you up - View one. I couldn't help touching the grasses and they seemed as tired as the little trees across the street so I gathered them up with twine and they leaned on each other. I gave them the labels to personify them and communicate with the next person to come by. This is my second intervention.

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A green intervention: Lean on me, I will hold you up - View two

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A green intervention: Lean on me, I will hold you up - View three