get sweaty

   
Winter is an aeon in Canada and the whole time we complain about putting on a million clothes to keep warm. But we do it because there is no other way to be comfortable (and avoid the flu) without bundling up the size of the Michelin Man.
I like complaining, but when it's sunny summer, we lose the the right to complain. Yet, all summer I hear people complain about how hot it is. Are you kidding me? Enjoy it while you can; Canada has six months of brutal freezing hell (which I thankfully escaped last year!). But no, you can't enjoy it. You hate it so much you turn the A/C on and make it feel like winter. It's okay to sweat! If you are hot, wear less clothes.
Summer heat is three months max - quit your bitchin' and get so into summer it makes you sick.

xo Em

iles

On a smoldering day in Toronto, we escaped the din of the city (not to mention the extreme heatwave) to the greatest little downtown getaway.  The Toronto Islands are a chain of small islands in the city. They are located in Lake Ontario just offshore from the city centre. After a quick 15 minute fairy ride, we arrive at Hanlan's point, which is way quieter than Centre Island and hey, there's even a clothing optional beach (though, there are no sights you'd like to see).
The island is so laid back for Toronto and you know I always crave an escape.

Beaches, greenery, and scenery. Toes in the sand.

 stay cool,

Em xo

Hogtown

fresh fruit and murky water

lately this feels way more like home...

“The difficulty is that every firm step I win out of chaos is a firm step towards…more chaos. I throw a rope bridge, haul myself across the gap, and huddled on a little outcrop, safe for now, observe the view. What is the view? Another gap, another stretch of water.” 

- Excerpt from Jeanette Winterson’s book, “Gut Symmetries”

the heat - ink
June 22, 2011

The idea of beauty is essential to our culture. Whether or not it can be defined as being of natural or artificial character is not the main question here. Though beautiful, withering blossoms flowers are a strong symbol for the inevitable decay of every living being. A small area of a meadow with flowers is taken from its original location and put in the middle of a room, illuminated by daylight tubes. The wildflowers are mingled with artificial flowers, but in the mixture all flowers look natural. The light changes slowly and then in the dark only the artificial flowers shine brightly under the UV-light. Through the change of the illumination the viewer is disillusioned. The perception of the beauty of the flowers is not the same anymore. This moment imprints an irritation on the mind about the senses being so easily seduced.

I'm drawing so much lately! Scribbles, scribbles. I'll scan some when I can put my pencil down. Currently making a booklet of various animal skulls. Stay tuned.

xo em

recent and not so recent creations

 embroidered beads

 turquoise beads on gold chain

sharpie on paper

xo em