Fires blow across the country, dissolving the horizon, dulling the sun to a warm orange. The ocean is on fire. It hasn’t rained in weeks. It feels like the beginning of the end, sometimes.
Urban guardian of the community garden, The moon rises from the river.
Some process photos of the first few stages of front lawn-to garden-transition. There were already two beds in front of the house, and the two freestanding boxes when we moved in. I removed the sod, dug out the front beds, and made the wooden edging, staining it to match the boxes. I dug out the […]
So the plants just keep getting bigger and bigger, and the light they need keeps expanding. Our new house is close to the homes beside it, so the side windows get very little light. It’s long and narrow, back windows facing northwest, and the front window facing southeast. Southeast, but with a sunroom blocking it. […]
Our sunroom is south facing, and none of the windows open. I scraped the sunroom, primed and repainted the frames, ceiling and walls to cover up some old water damage. This place needs a replacement in the future, so I painted the walls a deep purple, to cover up some texture. I added the long […]
A Big Thing is happening. Or at this point, has happened. This summer our cases dropped to zero, and we coasted until they pushed back up to critical levels. We bought an urban cottage in that low interim, a whirlwind of masks, houses, packing and cleaning in a matter of weeks to get in before […]
Normally we go camping quite a bit during the summer. I drafted a series of checklists and bags so we can get out there pretty quickly and easily. This summer has been different. Covid, you know? campsites are booked up and I’m exhausted. Alex managed to find the last available campsite in the province for […]
Where are all my ladybugs? every summer I let my dill go to flower and allure all of the pretty red ladies to my flowers to lay their eggs. Their babies, gross larve with long legs, eat a truly incredible volume of aphids and spider mites. This year we have none. The bees just found […]
Two months indoors and some restrictions have been lifted. I am not confident things will stay this way, and I have some apprehension about us all flooding the streets. The provincial guidelines often say “while maintaining social distancing”, with social distancing being next to impossible with the guidelines. Building Frustrations. We went to Brandon Hills […]
The magic of soil, water and sunshine creating a new ecosystem. Bees and monarch eating nectar, aphids and spider mites eating the leaves, lady bugs and wasps eating the aphids and spiders (and staying out of our drinks).
We went to steep rock with some friends we hadn’t seen in a while for labour day weekend. It was warm during the day and we lazed around. I got to be fire manager (yes!). The wood was damp the first night and we spent a disproportionate amount of time blowing on the fire as […]
Sprouting, growing, eating, thriving, seeding, dying, drying.
I bought African Marigolds this year by accident, but the happiest accident. I’m just trying to blend in and not make too many waves
The childhood nostalgia of another, and a new edition to the family. My partner’s childhood lake and a newborn neice.
A welcome slowed down pace. I love when I can find materials in my immediate space. Well, I can always find materials in my immediate space but they look different in the forest than they do in my apartment in the city, don’t they?
Play more often to keep the flow of ideas coming.
a steep hike with a view, a beloved friend who lives far away, and my partner in crime. Lazy meals over a campfire. Days stretch on like a cat in the sun.
Growing Forms Fuzzy and Prickly, Smooth and rough, soft and hard, air and earth. Cacti and plants living in pots with decorative yarn outsides, soft and prickly, smooth and fuzzy. Containing nature through structure and forms. Wool, Soil, Living Plants. 2018
Growing Forms Fuzzy and Prickly, Smooth and rough, soft and hard, air and earth. Cacti living in textile and soil pods, watered through the permeable layer of crochet wool containing roots and soil. Containing nature through structure and forms. Wool, Soil, Living Plants. 2018
Mother moon, smudge. Technical difficulties that are outside of my knowledge. Holding my breath. Stay calm. Release of tension. Running through the woods by flashlight, finding all the delights. Artists in Residence: Anand Friesen Cassie Picollo Danielle Harris Devin Horsman Jo Smith Fanny Basque Gwendolyn Frankton Hennah Verhoeven Katrina Craig Lux Habrich Maddie McNeely Polina […]
Nature reminds you of the tension between your tiny insignificance and our humongous impact in large numbers. Cities exist to serve the people living inside of them. Nature is network. Moving from an environment that serves you to existing in a network makes me feel small. But maybe we should all feel smaller.
We have routines and rhythms to our lives that are affected by our upbringing, our jobs, our partners and friends, our health. These rhythms can help us to grow and flourish when they’re nourishing. They can also create toxic patterns that we repeat because they’re familiar and comfortable. A cactus has adapted to a sparse, […]
Some places have a magic inside of them. Does a place create magic or is it the people that inhabit it? How do spaces and places attract certain people? How can we create passionate spaces? Kind spaces? Some experiences feel warm, welcoming. complete. White Rabbit Residency welcomes you in like a warm bath. Sleeping in an apple […]
I took Alex to “my spot” at Point Pleasant Park. There was a time in my life that lacked privacy. I used to walk to Point Pleasant and sit on a rock by the ocean down part of a cliff and just be alone. Sound of waves. We had a half hazard picnic while the […]
I always feel so small on the wide flat rocks of the Nova Scotia coast. I end up running and jumping across, for no reason besides the momentum feels great in my body. I only ever feel graceful here and underwater. It feels so warm to be with people who have known you for a […]
A beach that you just “know” about on the warm side of the island. Careful for nails in the sand. Was there a bonfire here? I’m there with one of my oldest friends looking at the haze on the water and we talk, looking out and eating cookies. Looking for sea glass. Those rituals. A […]
Sandstone is crumbly and slippery when wet. We climbed along the water’s edge, up and down to get our footing. Not that difficult besides slimy rocks. My dad is confident that the tide will not come in while we are on the edge, I’m less convinced. We can climb a cottage’s ladder and walk along […]
The water is not warm here, but the tall birch rise up and fall over the eroding cliffs. I spent 20 minutes stalking a blue heron, only to drive by some shallows with dozens later in the day. My dad is walking the dog and is talking to little girls he doesn’t know, and it’s […]
You can’t control how events will change you, just that events will change you. I’ve been making work about grief, trauma and closure, but really I’ve been making work about change. Changes shock us, they rattle us. Loss is change. We don’t always know how to deal with these changes. I’ve changed through doing my […]
The ocean is powerful. It transforms anything that touches it. To allow our experiences to change us requires tremendous vulnerability Change is something that you must look for and change is something that we must accept How do you design a life that embraces flux and change without sacrificing continuity? How do you ensure you’re […]
I went to Flin Flon MB and Denare Beach SK for a week long artist retreat where I would be a guest artist and hosting a workshop. I had no idea what my next week would look like when I got there. My favourite thing about visiting new places is getting to know people who […]
I love camping. I grew up rurally in Prince Edward Island, Canada. While I’m definitely a city mouse, I miss the stars and the slower way of life. Your biggest activity of the day is making meals, walking to the beach, and preparing for rain. A way to uncharge and reconnect with each other, and […]
When I was a kid, I loathed gardening. I grew up in a rural area of Prince Edward Island and my parents are really into maintaining their four big gardens full of vegetables. As a kid, my take on gardening was having to weed gardens, shovel top soil and make relish and pickles that I […]
On the ugly side of autumn, where all the colour has drained except for the sky. Out of the city and onto the uneven pavement of the back roads. Cows with their heads poking between scrap metal and motors under a cloud cover. A beautiful lake with a clear sky. Readying the fields for the […]
The road through riding mountain to get to see the bison was the longest road of my life. I couldn’t wait to see bison, and was terrified that we wouldn’t be able to see any. The day before had been the last warm day of autumn, not that we knew that at the time. It […]
East Sooke Park is the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen. It has several hiking trails, and someone wrote on the sign post for the hike we did ‘too hard’. Right you are friend, right you are. We hiked on a trail that climbed up and down the cliff side with stunning views, I didn’t […]
We went camping at Bamberton Provincial Park just outside of Victoria, BC. I grew up on the east coast on Prince Edward Island. I have salt water in my blood but now I have mountains on my mind. They put your size and importance into perspective. The pebble beach was beautiful and I managed to lure Alex […]
The first time I saw the Rocky Mountains was flying over them on my way to Victoria. It creates the same feeling when you are in a dark place and see all the stars: Small and insignificant. I was visiting friends on the west coast, my first time further west than Manitoba. I was stunned […]
Man, I’m the worst at taking breaks. I just finished a major project I’ve been working on for nearly a year and then went back to work with a loud resolve: I WILL be taking September off from working on textiles so my body can rest. We get to September and instead of taking a […]
Oak Hammock Marsh is a natural wetland in Manitoba just outside of Winnipeg, and a small paradise. There is a Ducks Unlimited interpretive centre with architecture that allows it to blend with the wetland and not change the ecosystem of the birds who summer there. There are cliff swallows that dart and chase each other […]
Embroidering with my feet up, enjoying the big screen in the sky. A blur of sunscreen, small talk and sitting on the dock, with a beer by my side. Everything needs to slow down sometimes.