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Monday, January 4, 2010
Friday, December 18, 2009
Allison Schulnik's hobos (and Burberry's prorsum sandals - though totally unrelated) are my favourite things right now. After spending a good amount of time in front of one at Pulse Art Fair in Miami I realized that I like them even more in person.
The wrestler completed in all his glory at Aqua Wynwood Art Fair: finishing things feels good - seeing them on walls in other cities feels better.
Jon Todd & Robin Red
"El Campeon Grande"
Mixed media on wood
Contact Yves Laroche Gallerie d'Art
Wednesday, December 16, 2009
Wednesday, December 9, 2009
Friday, November 13, 2009
Wednesday, November 4, 2009
Thursday, October 15, 2009
Tuesday, October 13, 2009
Sunday, October 11, 2009
Saturday, October 10, 2009
After sharing three bottles of wine with neighbour friend Saturday yields minimal post-saucedown discomfort, eggs over easy with toast, bacon and homefries and this fucking great video.
Friday, October 9, 2009
Sunday, September 27, 2009
This rainy Saturday has been spent with Juana Molina, Joanna Newsom, Mum and Squarepusher drinking hot toddies and reading Murakami by candlelight. In short it has been everything I could ever want a rainy Saturday to be... or very close.
New Fever Ray video... which is of course amazing:
h.b. (happy birthday.) to sarah c. <3
Friday, September 25, 2009
In the midst of shifting sleeping and waking back into a conceivably "regular" schedule (whereby more waking hours are spent in daylight) this day has been surprisingly productive after only five hours of sleep. Fingers crossed the eBay as bread-and-butter/pay-ma-automo-bills plan goes off well.
Watch this five minute bit.
It's neat... and I think worth the five minutes.
If you're reading this on my f.b. posts there won't be anything here: F.B. blogging is second rate. Go for the real thing.
And then listen to this. It's not at all related. But trust me it's awesome. And then go buy the album because they're local and it's good to support our own kind.
It's Friday night and I'm still in my pyjamas from last night. I would openly declare a state of not-hot-ness except that I've got a stellar center part that totally fucking suits these glasses. Soon it will be bath time which will conclude the Sunday-like Friday. Or the Sunday in Fridays clothing. Or me in Thursdays clothing.
Friday, September 18, 2009
Bunnies and Jackrabbits are hitting the streets of Toronto: pardon the shitty b.berry photos - my digital camera gone broke itself.
This is the best thing in the universe right now. Seriously. Dude is so awesome he is entitled to free bunnies if e'er our paths may cross.
Off to Montreal (read: french land) for the weekend.
Over and out.
Thursday, September 17, 2009
Wednesday, September 16, 2009
Major contributors to a particularly windy day: morning skin treatment downtown, bicycle rides (uptown and down), seasonal shift from erratic summer to magical autumn. It shall herein be known across the interverse that this particular girl has problems in wind; a fact which now brings me to acknowledge my own awesomeness in having a pretty spectacular day despite all that goddamn moving air. Now that it's almost tomorrow I'm not fighting through any more winds - it's time for sleeping.
Inside this day dreamy head and heart:
NYC by Matt Eaton <3
Thursday, September 10, 2009
Regardless of being in NY and spending it with an apartment full of balloons and a trip to the best bar in Williamsburg (fifteen metres from home) the official birthday went down in the books as worst birthday ever having learned of my father's impending doom (read: death). Some months ago I declared a do-over and today is that day.
Last night I treated myself to a new little somethin' from the fall Opening Ceremony collection and a trip to the Opera House to see the top of Robin's Top Five. It was dreamier than I ever expected and complete with beat boxing dude as percussion section which got this ass shakkin' pretty good.
This afternoon I am crawling back into my art hole, printing and prepping for the Junction Arts Festival. Come down to SMASH this weekend where Jon Todd and myself will be painting a twelve foot tall Mexican wrestler and fresh cutout rabbits are abundant. Or come tomorrow night for the big opening party and congratulate me on making it to twenty nine point five; after three intense weeks of work, yoga bootcamp, and more work at the end of the night I'm hoping to be as creatively/drunkenly content and peaceful as the mouse at the end of the clip... twinkle twinkle little bat...
h.b. (happy birthday.) to samy.
h.b. (happy birthday.) [do-over.] to me.
Tuesday, August 25, 2009
After hauling ass to get pieces up at Czehoski for the first of the month this (sometimes well-mannered though lately oft not) young lady jumped ship for the French River, NYC, PEI and Montreal. Three cheers for lobster. And wild blueberries. And consequently more blueberry muffins than one girl could ever figure what to do with.
Alas after so much summer awesomeness this week is for working; expect to see a very large (!) Mexican wrestler and other damn fantastic things by Jon Todd and myself at SMASH during the Junction Arts Fesival.
In the meantime check out my pieces upstairs at Czehoski and wish me well as I head out to Montana to get my ass kicked (again!) by Baron Baptiste. Dreamy lomo vacation photos will be here sometime futurey. Happy Tuesday!!!