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‘The unknown’ is a monster

I’m betting its bite will be worse than its bark Lately I’ve been asking anyone I come across: Is it just me or are we all sort of in a calm-before-the-storm, high-alert mode? So far, the score is 100-per-cent ‘Yes.’ Although in retrospect those affirmatives...

Stitching a story of a final send-off

This one’s for my brother, on his second memorial Father’s Day.​I started the artwork just after returning from his ashes-scattering ceremony on one of the Gulf Islands, as he requested in the few weeks before his death. I had suggested a flotilla led by his...