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My office is my favourite room with the doors closed and it’s everyone else’s favourite room with the doors open.

press the soft flesh of your warm body ever towards love until it cools, ceases and sleeps here until this soil is married, over and over with all that you passed of yourself into this living, into the loving. This painting is a mess. The composition was off so I kept adding to it, which is always a mistake. The biggest danger with any piece of making is falling in love with a part of it, a movement and ignoring that the whole of it isn’t working. Trying too hard to salvage something that has eclipsed its moment. Being attached to your effort, investment, time, materials instead of having clarity about its rightness. Paintings, life; we get stuck on them. This painting is also a fucking triumph. I started it this time last year, just a sketch and a sky. And then Josh fell through a dark hole and life became one headlong sprint through madness and fear and putting out fire after fire after fire. I went to a therapist last year and they said “ You are having a trauma reaction.” Which I knew just how to fix, by not going to therapy anymore. 😜 And then, months went by, and I realized...crap, I’m having a trauma reaction. I couldn’t feel things with any priority, everything & all times were overlapped and NOW, an emergency. So I worked harder. Work, like for many creative, anxious people I know, is a balm, a crutch, a drug. I added more work. And lost sight of what was my problem and what was other people’s problems. What was my work, aligned with purpose, and what was just work, anybody’s work. And woke up one day realizing that I had not done a single thing I wanted to, just because, just for me, just because I AM me...in months. So this is it, a start. No, this isn’t where Rogue Goat is going. This is just me, free and purely me. Rabbits & words & passing myself always, into the living, into the loving.

The tiny, buzzy sounding growls of baby bunnies tumbled in their nest is among my favourite of all sounds.

Once upon a time I was a creator of hand painted memes, before Instagram was a thing. These were made ten years ago but are applicable sentiments for these times. #washyourhands #leaveitatthedoor

“I don’t think we should eat bacon around him”, said the boy about the pig.

The winter born & loving son said quietly and confidently yesterday, watching the snow finally fall; “This is a perfect day for me. It is a perfect day for my birthday. This is a perfect day”. 😍 This now seven year old boy of ours won awards for Kindness, Self discipline and Integrity last year. I can think of no other more worthy values to commit to as we thread who we are through the eye of another year. Thank you for everything this past year; the overwhelming response to our last release, in Vancouver (the only show we managed this year) and through commissions. Even more so for the kind messages and conversations of support and empathy through a year that challenged everything we had worked to build, every part of who we are as a family, as individuals and as collaborators. There are things irrevocably changed by the last year and there are new dreams. The wheel turns and we with it. With gratitude, xo.

11. 24x36 Ash SOLD

10. 24x36 Walnut SOLD

9. 6x24 Walnut SOLD

8. 6x12 Walnut SOLD

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