My cell structures drawings began while in residence on Toronto Island. I had been living in the village Elora where the familiar sight lines included a dense cedar forest along the…
It was a beautiful 23 degrees on March 22 for the opening of “morphogenesis” at Gaspard.
Thick mud sucked our wellies in the open field, coloured leaves still clung in sparse patches to the trees and droves of people gathered in the woods with 100 chefs cooking…
While visiting my parents on one of those precious, warm days last fall, I headed to the garden to pick some kale for a salad. The older leaves had several large insect…
I was familiar with the act of saying grace through our family’s custom of holidays like Easter, Thanksgiving, Christmas and the times when we were able to gather together as a whole,…