Weather here is always interesting: an Arctic outbreak in the middle of December created an ice jam in the river near our place, and forced the rest of the flowing water up over the bank, where it created a wondrous scene for a few hours before succumbing to the cold.
The weather, the impending holidays, and the crush of trying to get two major residency applications off before my studio time began has meant that blogging hasn't been high on my list of things to do, which is really frustrating. That being said, the residency applications went early, and I also got in a book review and obituary to the Canadian Bookbinders and Book Artist Guild newsletter.
Which is why I was grateful to take Christmas Day off: after putting our turkey into the oven, we went down for a long walk through Fish Creek Park, where we got to watch some of the local wildlife enjoying the banquet that someone had provided for them as well.
But then it was back to the computer: writing, sizing images, writing, writing, thinking, writing, writing, writing.
Interruptions included mourning the death of Washington, DC sportscaster George Michael, Art Clokey, and my friend Jim Rimmer: as fine a graphic designer, typographer, bookbinder, and all-around funny guy as you could ever want to meet.
My studio door -- entry to my creative working home until March 6.
Wednesday, 13 January 2010
The shop is currently empty.