The Truth.
The truth is that I haven’t been honest about what’s going on in my life. Telling the truth requires bravery and it’s taken me…
Fresh Picked
My Mother the Escape Artist
Twenty years ago, on April 6, my mother died. This is a true story about our last days and moments together. Mommy loved to…
The Abstract Project: Dirt, Happiness and a Little Blue Shed
Above Johann’s work table, where she does her glazing and hand-building, is a tiny picture of her grandmother. In the photo, captured at one…
Nearly Me
Recently, I discovered a piece of pink paper amongst old documents and letters belonging to my mother. Immediately, I noticed a few interesting things…
Smile and Wave!
We had already been in Switzerland for five and a half weeks and, even though we couldn’t have been more frugal, our money…
The Abstract Project: Searching for Mr. Potato Head
“Mr. Potato Head. That’s the only piece I wish I’d never sold.” The moment after she spoke this revelation I could tell from the…
Dear Artist
Dear Artist, A cheer for you, the amateur or expert, who doesn’t always get paid what you’re worth. You, who may, or may not…
Just a Tease
This mini-film, a little gem created by Mike Enns (www.ennsvisuals.com), is a small taste of things to come. A whetting of the appetite, if…
Tiny Brushstrokes
In the autumn of 1990 when I was in grade ten, my mother surprised me with a question. Out of the blue she asked…