The Day After Christmas #2

November 21, 2009

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

This is an invisible dragon.

A Day After Christmas #1

November 20, 2009

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I thought I might go back to some illustrations I created for a series of children’s books. The books sat in many publisher’s desk drawers and almost came to fruition several times but always, at the last moment, something came along to snuff out their public viewing.

The Rising

November 18, 2009

The difference between an optimist and a pessimist. An optimist believes that the glass is half full. The pessimist wants to know who filled half the glass.

Victor Genova’s Daughter

November 14, 2009

Victor Genova's Daughter

One of my oldest and dearest friends is Victor Genova. He and Linda have 2 children. Both boys. Both men. This is what I saw as Victor’s daughter if she got his genes. She would have large and clumsy hands. She would be a lot of fun at a party. Intelligent. But hopelessly homely.

Einstein was wrong. We do not live in a space/time continuum. Our bodies live in space. We live in time. All life lives in time. When our bodies cease to function they change their appearance. We do not change our appearance. We disappear. Our time ends.

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Nancy Goodman Lawrence

November 7, 2009

I love it when I find someone’s work which is both in contrast to my own and different from other work on the net. Check out Nancy Goodman Lawrence.

NANCY GOODMAN LAWRENCE

The woman I based this piece on is an intelligent, engaging, and good natured sort. She is on public television quite a lot and I quite enjoy her insights into the events of the day. Sounds like I’m apologizing.

The Political Commentator, Sandra L. Blanche

This is my definition of God.

The Irrepressible Travel Agent

It has seemed to me over the years that becoming a successful artist in Canada is like applying for a position in the civil service. Art grants are a gauntlet of ass kissing. And then there are the teaching positions available in our academic institutions. More ass kissing. When I was a student at the University of Windsor, Morley Callaghan was teaching a creative writing class. He asked everyone in the class who was interested in learning to become a writer to put up their hands. Then he suggested that they drop the course, and go out into the real world and listen.

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Julia Joops in Psycho

October 28, 2009

Why do we want to be scared? Out of our minds? Why do people laugh when someone sneaks up behind someone and screams ‘BOO!’ It feels prehistoric. Like we tap into some awful terror that stalks us from our ancestral past. Would it work on an alien? I think I’d like to try on Prime Minister Harper. I’ll bet he doesn’t flinch.

Julia Joops in Psycho