More apocalypse, less angst
Things were really quiet around the house this week with Brian away for work and the family that has been living with us (until the end of the month due to a housing crisis) away. It was glorious and I spent every extra minute… Continue Reading “Post #3247: Summer Textile School, Week 3”
A few years ago, not long after I moved to Gabriola, a friend of mine stood in my weaving studio and said, “You should just be glad you are not an artist.” He was reflecting on his own struggles as a painter and installation… Continue Reading “Post #3246: Art and Craft”
These posts may be of limited interest to some who read this blog, but since I use this space to document my own process, I will be posting “Summer Textile School” updates for the next couple of months. To recap: I am spending the… Continue Reading “Post #3245: Summer Textile School Weeks 1 & 2”
Yesterday I posted an open letter about the failures of reconciliation in Canada that left me feeling vulnerable because I was using my voice as a civil service worker and union leader in a really public way – something I don’t normally do. The… Continue Reading “Post #3244: A letter”
The California lilacs in and around my yard are in full bloom and buzzing with bees from five in the morning until 9 at night. A sure sign of summer on the horizon even it looks like June-uary might about to roll in for… Continue Reading “Post #3243: Summer Onset”