Drawing has become a daily habit, and now a deeply integrated part of my practice. I wrote a blog post about the pleasure of drawing and plan to write more. I am recklessly embarking upon #the100dayproject again in 2019 and this time #100DaysofPossibleOutcomes and #100DaysofHapticGestures. (Follow me on IG)
To celebrate Art’s Birthday* on January 17th, 2019 , I did a participatory event on Instagram. I asked contributors to relect upon the Robert Filliou / Georges Brecht text that begins “THERE IS ALWAYS SOMEONE ASLEEP, AND SOMEONE AWAKE” (full text re-printed below) and send me their responses to that text. See post
Dare to Draw: an e-course!
Launched a an e-course on drawing! So stoked. A 4 week online course for beginners inviting you to put down your phone and pick up your pen. And I do practice what I preach.
A “beginner’s mind” approach to reconnect your hand to the material world. In other words, put the phone down, pick up a pencil and start doodling.
I launched this in the last NOW update. But as it’s still a work in progress, and I haven’t done any marketing: ) I ‘m leaving this item here. Launched a shop to sell some prints. (Internal academic critical voice be damned). This took a surprisingly long amount of time to do. A mix of resistance and hesitation and just slogging through scanning et al. Plus all the e-com deets. They are limited edition prints on archival watercolour paper.
Swimming. Twice a week at UBC. Yahoo. Also Squats. Even with a dodgy knee, I highly recommend. (Sumo version easier on knees)
Boo hoo. I slipped and fell while dashing for the skytrain and really did a number on my knee. Recovering. Up to 6,500 steps a day now and wondering if the Universe is sending me a message to SLOW the ….. down.
Lots of mystery novels. My first love. This never changes.
Highlights — so far — of more ‘serious’ fiction / lit:
- Felt – Fluxus, Joseph Beuys, and the Dalai Lama by Chris Thompson
Initially purchased this book in New York, seduced by the title, and then it sat on my shelf for 5 (?) years. Cracked it open while in a decluttering spree and discovered I should read The Brothers Karamazov, also gathering dust on said shelf.
- Their Eyes Were Watching God by Zora Neale Hurston, published in 1937
Still making kombucha. Had my first batch grow mold. Aaack.
Next phase: dry out scobies and turn into a sea monster. Have embarked on said project! Details to follow.
Last update: April 17th, 2019
NOW – Inspired by Derek Sivers
THEN – The miniature archivist in me needs a THEN.