It strikes me as I look out at all the curves of white that this winter has changed the shape of us here. In places where two months ago I walked on level ground, there are dense mounds of tiny ice crystals waist-high, knee high, shoulder high. Rooftops end in curves, trees and traffic signs […]
Another snow-day gift… So I’m throwing paint again: I find myself working in the round. hmmm. walking through fire, maybe? in Tibet? These are all underpaintings, and they’re all humming loudly. I’m excited to see what happens next, and next… This canvas is many paintings that have all been painted over – I think the […]
First of all, a description of the day out there: Phoned my Collingwood rehearsal before 8am and said it looked iffy, then went back to sleep. All of this adds up to Permission. To sleep, which I’ve done. To stretch the day into a different shape, which I’m doing. A shape that can contain a […]
One month: Corelli to Handel to Brahms and Faure to Jensen to Patootie to sereda to Kurt Cobain via Drew Wright. In between some work re-arranging songs by JTaylor, Norah Jones, Kris Delmhorst and other specials for cello and voice. Or just cello, or just voice. And thumb piano (note to self: revive and nourish […]
I just need to write this here, shout it out on whatever broadcast range I have – it’s SUCH good news. At age ten Larisa Yurkiw told me her goal was to compete for Canada at the winter Olympics. Against incredible odds she has just qualified to do exactly that – 2014 in Russia. I […]
Grocery store “…ya, seven car pileup in Dundalk. I’m not going home to London looks like…” snowfort stories – there were three of us, so … that’s when the snowbanks along the roads were 14 feet high- we used to run along the top and jump over the hydro lines… I guess some people like winter, […]
It’s easy to deflate yourself when you’re making art. It’s not just art-making – it’s making anything, really if you are serious about doing it as your vocation. Honestly, you ask yourself, who really cares whether this works or not? The world will not stop spinning, the grass and the children will grow regardless of […]
small steadies – Hyacinth & amaryllis. Cat and tea. 2B pencil, china marker, ruler, nickel azo yellow, cobalt blue – a hundred tiny anchors to hold me without hindrance as I spin from paint to voice to cello to words to page and around again around the other way. Here’s what’s happened to the painting […]
This is social media experiment in making art. As I worked through the process of this painting I wondered whether I could actually describe that process in a series of photos, and tell the story of the piece as it becomes itself. Might be neato. I’ve started this with my cover photos on facebook, but […]
New work. From Storm-Stayed first week of January. What a pleasure. Here are some of the bits that will go up at the River Cafe – hoping this weekend, if Karen and I can make it so. Subsequent Gathering tba, stay tuned. …and a few other littler things. I’m happy.
The Blizzard’s Promise: to bring us all closer. We look out of snow-packed windows at white white nothing but white and wind and remember how wonder feels. What warm is, what nourishment tastes like. It tastes like time. Like open, endless time. Time tastes a little like fever. Now finally I can… and then I […]