mr. freeze

yesterday i was riding the street car.  it was fairly busy and as i walked to the back i passed a stroller.  sitting behind the couple with the stroller was an older man eating a mr. freeze.  walking by i heard him say i know you want one but you'll have to wait until you're out of that stroller and you're old enough.  from where i was sitting i could observe them.  the little girl started out with a curious look on her face, she was saying bubby, bubby, bubby  and then reaching out for the mr. freeze.  the man shook his head at her.  she continued with that tactic until realizing that it clearly wasn't working.  her next approach involved her looking down, and then back up and smiling at the man a few times before reaching out for the freezy.  he chuckled, but still shook his head, no.  it was evident to everyone but the little girl that there was no way she was getting his freezy.  she was not yet aware that passing germs with a stranger is a big no no.  her final tactic, which was the funniest one to watch involved her tilting her head down and furrowing her brow.  she looked quite ticked off with him.  and occasionally she would flare her nostrils at him.  i got a real kick out of it.

be prepared

this photo is from a trip i took to raft cove, bc in 2007.  on the way in on one of the logging roads i spotted the sign, it was hard to miss.  i loved the idea of be prepared for the unexpected.  it embodies the excitement of going to new places and trying new things.  the trip itself involved a short 1.7 km hike in a wet forest.  we got lost along the way and ended up about a kilometer away from the beach we were aiming for, about 1 hour before sundown.  it was a great experience.  raft cove is situated on the north east coast of vancouver island:

frames

The most important thing in art is The Frame. For painting: literally; for other arts: figuratively-- because, without this humble appliance, you can't know where The Art stops and The Real World begins. You have to put a 'box' around it because otherwise, what is that shit on the wall?

frank zappa 

over the weekend i picked up some frames.  i had a few items i've been wanting to frame for a long time but hadn't gotten around to it...  there is a custom framing store near my house that looks awesome but also expensive... so that's where ikea came in handy.

some of these items may look familiar for various reasons.  they each hold a different sentiment, personal to me.

the two in the squares were given to me as cards.  the one of the left was given to me from my co-workers at atlas cafe when the doctors took out my appendix out.  they pooled together some money to help me out (as i had to take some time off work) and signed this lovely card.  it was a time that i felt a genuine sense of community, and honoured to have such amazing people in my life.

the second card was from my dear friend amy on the day my brother and i left for the trip back east.  she handed me the card and said: read this... sometime... later.  i knew it was going to be emotional and i think i had been home for about a week before i had the guts to open it.  it contains some of the most beautiful words of friendship i have ever read.

i don't know much about art.  but i know what i like.  i like art that evokes feelings and isn't just nice to look at.

since i quoted zappa i figured i should include a song of his that i like:

it's funny, i should have known it wasn't his song... i feel silly for not questioning it...  it was originally written by earl lewis and morgan robinson and was recorded by the channels in 1956.