Blame it on Pain Week (Day Five, btw) but I *almost* missed one of my favourite holidays: the anniversary of Buster Douglas putting out the lights on Mike Tyson. Twenty years ago yesterday. Forget the Miracle on Ice; this was Belarus beating Sweden at the 2002 winter olympics. Times one hundred. This was No Chance versus Cakewalk. This was some lazy Saturday afternoon sports viewing, broadcast from Tokyo, that suddenly turned into something that can still make me cry.
C is friends with the fashion stylist Rebekah Roy (left in both pics above) ... one of those people who personify calm and smiling success. On her blog she presents glamour in this very sincere, straightforward way ... whether she's taking pictures of people on the street , talking about stain removers , her favourite videos , or attending some glittering party . One minute she's ruminating on hair extensions, and in the next she reveals how she's been featured on the Vogue UK site. A real disarmer and charmer (and this without meeting her yet, although I feel like I know her because we both did our time in Winnipeg). * * * * * Coming home from Russia, we did many bad things. ; mixed media on canvas, 10 x 10 inches. In my own life, the glamour is wholly imagined. * * * * * witches, smoke ; mixed media on canvas, 10 x 10 inches. My second go at this one, and for some reason I'm painting a lot of smoke lately (note to self: tell C that I want to be cremated). *
i LOVE when the hands down underdog wins.
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