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An absolutely stunning day in one of the most beautiful places in Ontario, Neyaashiinigming, for the Earth Day lighthouse shoreline clean up hosted by the Bagida Waad Alliance. @bagidawaad is a group of Chippewas of Nawash fishing families documenting the depletion of whitefish populations in Georgian Bay/Lake Huron due to Climate Change through preservation of Elder knowledge, engaging youth and fostering stewardship activities. The most interesting pieces of garbage collected today are being sent to Ojibway artist IceBear (Chippewas of Nawash member), lead artist and art director for The Dream Catcher Project. “IceBear will be making a Dreamcatcher out of the garbage that has come out of the Pacific Ocean...These unique pieces of garbage will be mailed out to Vancouver Island. Then it will be highlighted when this Dreamcatcher made of garbage is displayed at Victoria's famous Inner Harbour from early March to early June 2020. “ Taryn is coming back with a full silver donut helium balloon in the photo...we found a strange amount of balloons! And shoe soles. 🤷‍♀️ There is another shoreline clean up on April 30...please give them a follow and come lend a hand if you can!

Duncan’s morning toilette.

Hours & hours on the @brucetrail_btc today with Boogie...wise words, 10,000 year old pot holes and our first slitherer sighting of the year. Not shown: the terrible sorrow of a six year old trying to take a selfie with fast moving snakes he is a trifle leery of and the formidable contempt of said 6 year old when strangers urge him to “be careful”.

This is Morrissey. Morrissey has stupid “hair”, looks simultaneously angry and louche, is always posing on things, has strong opinions about (not) laying eggs in nesting boxes and I thought to be a rooster, but turned out to be a butch hen. Morrissey is a twat.

I’m teaching a FREE four week portraiture session for 13-18 year olds in May, sponsored by the William Wilfred Campbell Society, which also runs our local (Wiarton) poetry festival. After eight years of painting trees and not people, my portrait making skills were a little rusty for this quick painted sketch of Campbell for the poster (combined with bits of Raiden’s grade 8 grad invitation...I’m a hoarder of pretty paper things). Campbell looks a lot like a bespectacled Bruce McCulloch (Kids in the Hall) to me, which I find way funnier than anyone else in the Poetry Society. 🤷‍♀️ If you know an artsy youth on the Bruce who would be into this, message me or the William Wilfred Campbell Poetry Society on FB. Registration opens today and my class size limits are drastically lower than the Ford governments. 😜 #wiarton #brucepeninsula

Ambrosia Maple, 12/18/12 x 36. SOLD. Crunch time for @signatures.ca Butterdome/Edmonton May 3-5.

Creative work is REAL work. Just because the end result is a pretty thing, doesn’t invalidate that the process to make it took dedication, discipline, physicality, risk, and a commitment to an ever evolving, self determined bar of excellence.

Still making this stuff. 😜 36x48, walnut. SOLD.

Boy & dogs & chores & forts & bogs & creeks & dirt & sticks & crafts & questions & soccer balls & cuddles & stories & holy fuck six year olds are exhausting and wonderful.

This is Duncan. He needed a good home and I, (of course) “needed” another rabbit. He’s an English Lop and the species is a good example of why you can’t trust the English. Sure, a solid reputation for civility, pragmatism and culture but then they do things like create rabbits whose ears trail across the ground, Victorian architecture and fucking Brexit. Duncan is a house rabbit though and more specifically, an extremely attitudey and lusty Master of the Main floor. Solitary rabbits don’t always successfully bond with other rabbits....raising a solo bunny means you turn their social instinct towards you and cripple their natural need for each other. Sometimes that fracture of natural instinct can’t be repaired but Duncan goes to meet Frith every day in hopes that the two will bond eventually. Frith has to be indoors in the winter due to a mended bum leg that aches in the cold and Whitman is a basket case indoors, so I decided Frith needed a more indoor inclined companion...enter Duncan. While, with time and patience, it makes for happier rabbits, my incessant sentimentalizing of “lonely” animals has exponential results. Example...whimsically decide to raise bottle lamb. Become concerned said lamb, Thomas Hardy, thinks he is a dog/child and decide to get him a lamb companion to be sheep together and retain his natural sheep-I-ness. Purchase Seymour Glass, lamb. Coyote appears at laundry line. Decide my lambs are under threat. Adopting a llama to protect the lambs is an obvious solution 😜. Llama is a package with two old ewes. Eventually start eyeballing Tip the llama for signs of loneliness and despair at being the only one of his kind. Exponential consequences and sometimes nearly avoided disasters. I decided that Taryn’s hamster must be lonely and was going to get him more hamsters and at the last minute thought to research hamsters...who as it turns out, are not lonely, prefer solitary lives and would likely have killed each other. 😳 Good intentions have not paved a path to hell here, but they have made is densely populated, always in need of vacuuming, with heightened feed bills and the vet on call. 😜

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