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  Frédérique Morrel The French artist Frédérique Morrel was horrified to discover that when her grandmother died, all of her handicrafts were thrown away. Since then, she has been pursuing the idea of bringing her grandmother’s works back to life in order to revive the passion that was inherent in them. In the process, she has developed a completely new artistic concept that “ decycles ” unnoticed and unvalued pop artifacts, thus helping them make the transition to a new life cycle.  ** Thankfully, no animals were harmed in the making of  Frédérique Morrel’s art.  The horns and fur are real; the rest is a mix of taxidermy molds and vintage needlework.  While amusing and perhaps a bit shocking, the trophies that adorn the Seventh Floor are “tame” compared to some of Frédérique’s other work which include life size horses, deer, wild boar and even humans (which they call “ ghosts ”.)  If the artists’ goal is to “re-enchant” our world, then

RIP Uncle Chet

My Uncle Chet and my Aunt Mary inherited Grandma Rose's cabin in Solon Springs, south of Superior, Wisconsin. I spent my childhood at the lake with them. He let me hold my first garden snake and took me berry picking. One time, he saved my life when I was stung in the face by hornets.  He was the best uncle on the planet. He was goofy, and really really silly at times which made him all the more loveable.

John Chester “J” McIntyre Sr.

Wisconsin, USA
May 1974 (aged 67)
Superior, Douglas County, Wisconsin, USA
Superior, Douglas County, Wisconsin, USA

Wife, my Aunt Mary

He also had two brothers: Archie and Malcolm.  And several sisters who I remember as kind and lovely. They were all Scottish and definitely Ojibwe.
Chet's son Pete is my godfather. 



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