Thursday, April 30, 2015
Wednesday, April 29, 2015
a strange and wonderful story . . .
i have a strange and wonderful story to tell you tonight . . . it begins last night when i recieved a facebook message from my friend tracy, the proprietor of kyoto coffee. tracy wrote to let me know that she believed that she had just seen a painting of mine at the value village consignment store. she included a photograph.
as soon as i saw it i recognized the piece as one that i had sold to peter robinson college (trent university) back in 1981. at the time they had generously coughed up fifty dollars (which translates in current dollars to around $136.00).
tonight wendy and i made our way over to value village and sure enough, there it was. a drybrush watercolour rendering of my then deep passion for russian suprematism, alexander calder, and several others.
very reasonably priced at $6.99!
so of course i bought it.
as soon as i saw it i recognized the piece as one that i had sold to peter robinson college (trent university) back in 1981. at the time they had generously coughed up fifty dollars (which translates in current dollars to around $136.00).
tonight wendy and i made our way over to value village and sure enough, there it was. a drybrush watercolour rendering of my then deep passion for russian suprematism, alexander calder, and several others.
very reasonably priced at $6.99!
so of course i bought it.
Tuesday, April 28, 2015
a little furry buddy!
there's very little as wonderful as crossing paths with a little furry buddy first thing in the morning!!!
Monday, April 27, 2015
Sunday, April 26, 2015
Saturday, April 25, 2015
Friday, April 24, 2015
Thursday, April 23, 2015
Wednesday, April 22, 2015
Tuesday, April 21, 2015
Monday, April 20, 2015
Sunday, April 19, 2015
Saturday, April 18, 2015
Friday, April 17, 2015
the low flier
“why, jon ,why?” his mother asked. “why is it so hard to be like the rest of the flock, jon? why can’t you leave low flying to the pelicans, the albatross? why don’t you eat? jon, you are bone and feathers!”
“i don’t mind being bone and feathers, mum. i just want to know what i can do in the air and what i can’t, that’s all. i just want to know”.
"jonathon livingston seagull"
richard bach
“i don’t mind being bone and feathers, mum. i just want to know what i can do in the air and what i can’t, that’s all. i just want to know”.
"jonathon livingston seagull"
richard bach
Thursday, April 16, 2015
Wednesday, April 15, 2015
Tuesday, April 14, 2015
Monday, April 13, 2015
cleanup
i got to enjoy a beautiful beginning to saturday morning while sharing a cleanup of the east side of armour hill with friends.
it's such a beautiful place with views that allow for you to see almost thirty miles south. the sky was kind of mixed at first but it didn't matter. the shared stories and laughter as we worked, easily made up for the occasional unseasonally chilly zephyr.
on the other side of those hills is my mum's home.
it's such a beautiful place with views that allow for you to see almost thirty miles south. the sky was kind of mixed at first but it didn't matter. the shared stories and laughter as we worked, easily made up for the occasional unseasonally chilly zephyr.
on the other side of those hills is my mum's home.
Sunday, April 12, 2015
Saturday, April 11, 2015
Friday, April 10, 2015
Thursday, April 9, 2015
Wednesday, April 8, 2015
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