Archive for ‘Hug Lyfe’

January 19, 2012

Winter Muses

I happen to be lucky enough to have several jobs, one of them allows me to spend all day outdoors in the winter time. It’s a bloody good thing I love winter!  Winter-haters have never spent their brisk cold sunny days outside cross-country skiing or snowshoeing.  No, not alpine or snowboarding [boring and ridiculously expensive]. Skiing around our vast network of trails, I also happen to see a great many things.  Like trees!  Thousands of them.  In their wisdom and silence, they stand in mortal beauty.  Unfortunately, many are at the mercy of the greedy hands of Homo Sapiens.

repair

Birch bark IS a real treasure – I can understand why Scandinavians cherish the birch tree for their myriad of uses.  But peeling off their skin?  Not cool.  I pass by this particular specimen everyday during job #2 and am deeply saddened.

This tree doesn’t need or want my help, or anyone’s for that matter.  It really just wants to be left the fuck alone to heal.  But my artist ego cries out ‘inspired!’.  It is not my job to change the landscape – my ego isn’t THAT inflated, but I do feel compelled to comment on it.  Like, ‘hey asshole go back to montreal and stop destroying our environment’.  Too harsh?

In any case, I’ve commenced a Yarnbomb for this tree!  It happens to stand at an intersection of trails – that is the Aerobic Corridor, the Portageur, and the Birkbeiner.

colour choices

These are just some of the colours that may or may not make it into the Bomb, or, tree cozy.  Hopefully this artificial bark sweater will quell the prying hands of the unknown thieves, but also provide some sort of humorous element to the skiing experience.  All in all, ski people are good people.  I’m just here to spice up the highway a bit.  The materials I’ve chosen are more for layering and colouring ability, less so trying to replicate the unique papery texture.  Linen and mercerized cottons would be better suited on that front, but I think by making a base in beige, and layering strips of stockinette coloured pieces on top of one another would successfully translate as bark-like.  I guess we’ll see!

Here are some photos I’ve taken of other nearby silver birches as inspiration for this tag.  [Note the layers where others have taken the liberty to steal some tree skin.  LEAVE THE TREES BE!]

bark muse

January 4, 2012

I’ve Said This Before.

but in case you weren’t listening —-

 

IGNORE ALIEN ORDERS

being so successful with last year’s resolutions [keeping all except 2 - that is moving to nyc and drawing everyday] that i’ve decided to push myself even further in 2012.  there’s a lot of eschatological clap trap floating around about 2012, so i’ve set the bar high – for myself and especially for the doomsdayers.  if you’re going to expect the apocalypse, i’m going to want to see a lot of the typical ‘get busy living’ action.  extreme zaniness.  real go-getters.  carpe diem.
so instead of the usual retrospective that i do, here’s a look forward – a toast to opportunity!

  • DRAW EVERY DAY
  • read 70 books [including infinite jest and tale of two cities to justify my reality tv addiction]
  • participate in 4 shows
  • win my k1 and mixed k2 races in halifax [this is going to be extremely difficult but with the right training i think i stand a good chance of achieving this]
  • travel the american desert, GO TO UTAH <3 !!
  • have the most kickass gardens and get the ducks going
  • get my license and for the love of god don’t cause an accident
  • learn to tat lace
  • apply / study for chaplaincy certificate
  • finish my tarot deck + get it printing
  • stay on top of my liberal arts and history buffness
  • STAY GOLD
June 25, 2011

THIS JUST IN

EVERY DAY IS SATANIC SATURDAY !

March 16, 2011

referential

[[from wiki]]

homesickness

the distress or impairment caused by an actual or anticipated separation from the specific home environment or attachment objects

nomad

a person who moves from one place to another rather than settling permanently in one location.

February 26, 2011

ode to street hassle

‘like post-apocalyptic ash falling softly from the night sky’

bless you, olly.  bless you, lou reed.

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