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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...

Fleeting thoughts of granny squares

The Wet Coast is no place for this fuzzy fantasy​​The trees are sun-kissed radiant red and gold as I hunker down to write this, in that little sliver of crisp and dry days between the months of dumb-dumb flipflops and the damn rain boots. Not that I’m complaining...

Awkward family moment informs art-making aesthetic

When I first started out as a suburban-newspaper reporter I had a single original artwork tacked to the wall in my basement suite. It was a life-sized acrylic-on-paper, a nude holding her maybe-pregnant belly against a landscape of spewing factories and...

Circular thinking can be a flow state too

I opened up my studio yesterday to the public to get some general feedback on a new series of paintings. Because even though I’m compelled to keep working on it and even though I’m enjoying a growing proficiency in this mash-up of stitching and painting I’m having...

Wild, brilliant colour is rocking my concrete-grey foundations

A wall of a Peruvian restaurant in Merida, Mexico is devoted to customers’ reviews written on ribbons. Carlyn Yandle photo Modern science calls it bunk but I am fully on board with chromotherapy, an alternative medicine branded by the labcoats as a...