"C"hange

Scattered reflections, in more ways than one.



When I was checking out Nancy Nisbet's Contours in the Crosshairs that ran from September 2 to October 2 at The New Gallery, I was intrigued at the chunks of shattered windshield that formed part of the work.

When the show closed, I went down and brought home forty pieces of varying sizes to play around with -- I have a few ideas of what I'm going to do with these, and look forward to working more with them when I get home.



We harvested our meagre crop of potatoes a few weeks ago: when you consider that they weren't planted until mid-July, had the lawn service try hacking them down, and never even blossomed, I'm happy we had these to enjoy.



I have work in three Artist Trading Card shows this fall/winter: this is the sheet that's on its way to the Richmond Art Gallery's exhibition. Sure wish I was going for their closing celebration in January....



Life has felt a bit like this lately.

I know I've been writing a lot about the crazy things that have been happening in the last while. Here are some of the more transient thoughts of late:

1. Calgary is the first major city in North America with a Muslim mayor with our municipal election last night.

2. I've written three large grant applications in the last eight weeks: my brain is burned out.

3. As I come closer and closer to the cusp of "making it" (whatever that means) as an artist, I'm finding that I'm more interested in getting back into a job outside of the arts. I'm not sure why.

4. But I do know that the next two weeks or so will give me a lot of opportunity to think about all of this: I'm on my way to the Second City.

Calgary to Chicago is indeed a "C" change....