CALAMITY.

Hallowe'en is tomorrow. What better a time then to whip out one's cowboy boots and dollar store pistols.

Incidently, tonight's rad costume party & episode taping of Late Night in the Bedroom at Whippersnapper Gallery, conveniently coincides with the last evening of my art exhibit there. While, smaller prints of that same series (girls. stripes. hats) have just started being sold at the lovely new Industrees Gallery down the street.

So go. Dress up as Micheal Jackson like everyone else, and check out some art!

CONVICT.

Kathryn left for South Africa last week. Two years ago, it was us exploring that continent as a duo. And I must admit if there was a way I could have smuggled myself into her luggage this time around, I would have done so in a heart beat. It's funny how those four months felt like a lifetime, a completely different lifetime at that.

I really do miss it. A strange thing to articulate.

I designed this tattoo for my buddy Ryan after he'd spent some time in a refugee camp in Ghana with Journalists for Human Rights. I'm happy to see the sentiment still remains relevant as he recently took over an editing position at Me To We here in Toronto.

Cheers to friends who turn their passions into a day to day reality.

(...and k. You'll be fabulous. I miss you as always, and pray for safe travels & hilarious adventures along the way).