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that's it, I'm off ...

... to this cottage in New Brunswick, for two glorious weeks ... if you'd like to see more of it, go here . Bye!

for illo friday ... {captain}

This is U-boat captain Erich Topp, who sunk so many ships (35) that they gave him flowers.

one last moonbeam

Mixed media on canvas (the string series continues), on display in the new studio space.

one bird, three clouds

A sweet little painting, mixed media on canvas (the string series continues), still tied to my easel, at the moment.

in the forest of the night

Mixed media on canvas (the string series continues), hidden in my own studio, for now.

kitty number 10

Mixed media on canvas (the string series continues), on display in the new studio space.

aimee younger

An illo for a story of the same name. I'll also use it for IFN this week.

sydenham street studios, fall hours

A wee brochure I've done for distribution around town ...

for illo friday ... {emergency}

Some people would call this an emergency, although I think little girls with automatic weaponry are endearing. Speaking of mayhem, last night I saw The Bourne Ultimatum , the conclusion of the three-part Bourne series. It's about a CIA operative who is afflicted with amnesia and a conscience; he alternately flees and hunts his past, trying at the same time to change his programmed (read: murderous) behaviour. I don't normally go out for this kind of thing. In the past I've cringed inside at friends who jumped along to the hype of the Bond franchise. And while Jason Bourne has some of the secret-agent characteristics you'd expect – smart, tough, ruthless – what's ultimately more appealing about the Bourne series is the protagonist's flaws: his broken memory; his gravitation towards trouble, looking for answers; the fact that he get punched and kicked and shot and thrown from cars (in fact, he spends large parts of all three movies in some kind of physical distre

litbits

This little illo is for LitBits , a site for bite-sized fiction, which is off for the summer.

vacation

Back from vacation and completely exhausted ... the cabin and lake were great, wonderful to see my four year-old niece away from her usual urban landscape, surrounded by trees and fish and the occasional snake, in love with the water (especially her new-found ability to 'swim' with an inflatable vest), torturing her uncles, eating far too many sweets (it was her birthday, after all) ... and good to see my mom and my older brother, it was an escape for them too ... and nice to see my sister have the time to read an entire book (even if it was No Logo ), exchanging the couch for a beach chair ... and I got addicted as well, to fleeing the hot city every day, having the refuge of wind and water ... but it was almost two weeks, with extra days tacked onto either side of the lake part ... two weeks of managing a group of people, their planes and trains and other transportation, their eating and sleeping and entertainment ... and while my girlfriend (thank you, Christina) was an abs