Thursday, May 14, 2009
Wednesday, May 13, 2009
Thursday, May 7, 2009
Wednesday, May 6, 2009
Tuesday, April 28, 2009
Sunday, April 19, 2009
Saturday, April 18, 2009
Friday, April 17, 2009
Monday, April 13, 2009
Friday, April 10, 2009
Sunday, April 5, 2009
Friday, April 3, 2009
"Free To Go"

I was in court on the morning of April 1. The Crown withdrew the matter and I was told by my lawyer that I was "Free to Go". Later in the day I saw this sculpture being assembled in front of The Gardiner Museum near Queens Park. I asked the guys putting it together if the rods were ceramic rods since the museum exhibits ceramics. They said "no" they were "Beaver Sticks".
Ironically the whole court thing seemed to have started over slate tiles on a neighbour's roof which were first captured four years ago in this image of a maple leaf that had come to rest on my mom's skylight. The shot was taken with a Canon G4 digital and I added the blue colour variation and the famous "Toronto Maple Leafs" slogan. All that was done before the issue with the neighbour began let alone the court.Lately I've taken to eating "Go Go" brand fair trade Quinoa flakes from Bolivia.
Monday, March 23, 2009
Tuesday, March 17, 2009
Sunday, March 15, 2009
Dove Puzzle Piece

This is the dove shaped puzzle piece I found on Clarendon just a few minutes before Caitlin told me Bryten had died. The previous year, two nights before I heard that Lauren had died, I was staying at Grandpa Pat's and I awoke in the middle of the night to see a dove like apparition fluttering over the bed.
Six months later in the CECC in Lindsay a buddy of mine told me that if he saw a white bird it was an omen and he new he was going to be free.
Before all of this in the summer before Lauren died I had made a painting in a frenzy. It was the only painting I remember doing in 15 years. It was abstract really but in it emerged two all white sitting figures intertwined. They were ghostly. I called them "The Lovers" and when I found it I put the dove piece on top of the painting where it lay in Grandma Joan's basement.
I thought I had lost the puzzle piece but found it just now in my van just now, three years later. I reached down under the seat and there it was.
Billy's son died a few days ago. The day before I heard that news, a man, who's look reminded me a lot of an angry Billy, was heading towards me at the Whole Foods in Toronto. He made me feel uneasy. The next day I heard Billy's eldest son was dead. I've never known Billy to be angry. A few days later I was in the hospital myself. What's going on?
Sunday, March 8, 2009
Saturday, March 7, 2009
Sunday, March 1, 2009
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