get squirrely

Here's a little grey squirrel I did for my buddy Ryan who moved out west. I've been trying to get cracking on all my Christmas custom orders. Perhaps I should have started a few months ago.

The "BOOK"

Back in the spring I had an idea to start a collaborative book that would travel around Canada, from Artist to Artist, several times. Initially we would each have a week with the book until we mailed it off to the next participant. Well, unfortunately, when it came time for my second turn the book arrived just a few days before I moved to the country. Soooo.... the book got packed.

Moving was quite an ordeal for me. I left my cozy three bedrooms in the city and all my worldly possessions got crammed into Bryan's garage. It's taken me some time to sort through all my boxes, unpacking my art supplies first and then finally after nearly 6 weeks I found the box with the precious book in it.

So sheepishly I have added my second contribution to the package and sent the book back on its journey. I'm sure the others have forgotten about the project by now.

Here is the first round of art contributed by myself, Justin Nieuwland, Julie Chiasson, Scott MacDonald and Dan Springer.

a little Thanksgiving postering

On our way to Thanksgiving dinner in Port Williams we made a few stops so I could get my postering fix in.

First stop as usual was St. Croix, so I could get an update on the Highway 101 expansion. They are actually doing a lovely job. They have re-grassed the hill so you'd hardly know that there was a small grove there just a year or so ago.

Next we did a run through Windsor - where I swear over half the valley had gathered for the pumpkin regatta. Emma and I got impatient for the race to start and ended up missing the whole thing while I rooted through sweaters at "In the Bin".

I managed to put up a few Jason Priestley posters before we got stuck in traffic as everyone moved on to their next fall themed event.

I had hoped to spy dear Jason in Wolfville as we went through. He starts filming his new series "Meet Phil Fitz" in the area next Monday... so I may have to do another trip next weekend.

Jason was my junior high TV crush. I taped every episode of 90210. I even have a Brandon Barbie, which - when I worked at Collideascope, took a place of honour hanging above my head, arms stretched, where he protected me as my guardian angel (not my idea btw, but he did remain there till it was time to pack up the studio)

One of my final posters of the day went up in front of our old house in Port Williams. I loved that house, which ironically had Raggedy Anne wallpaper in my bedroom closet.
Even more ironically, shortly after I first met Bryan, I discovered he grew-up just the road from me. Who knew he'd actaully end up with the girl next door? Funny how fate works?

Now lets see what fate's plans are for Jason and I?