Ah the work potluck party….. I’d rather stab my left eyeball.
Check out this episode from CBC’s Telling Our Twisted Histories: https://www.cbc.ca/listen/cbc-podcasts/906-telling-our-twisted-histories/episode/15846124-discovery?onboarding=false – Shared from the CBC Listen App for Android
Learning slide guitar is my covid project.
Untitled Untitled May 20, 2021
I was approached with the #sculpture live with it and see what it had to say.
To me it said frame work of a place to #live #past and #present existing in the same space. A space humanity is struggling with, are we are what we are as a species?
Self absorbed, greedy and short sighted to a fault even when the evidence is right in front of us?
My answer to the piece is I don’t know the future but I can impact the moment by living in it. Click on the link to view the short film.
If only I had more time was my mantra; anxiety clogged my mind and blurred my vision, as the years passed I found myself stuck in a day job that didn’t feel right. The experience was exhausting and depressing; I wasn’t happy within myself and I didn’t know what to do to about it.
The fly is the click bait.
A sneak peak of a very short story I have been working with the from the Writer In Residence at the Winnipeg Public library.
I wrote it to excorise myself out of writers block. I hope to have the illustrating and final edits completed by early summer.
Ah good times, click here for pics Photo Gallery
In every city there are pockets where creative people gather, usually its in areas that are run down therefor studio space is cheap. Elmwood is a hidden gem of creative people and energy, so I decided to start up a little festival serving up local music, food, arts and culture. Seating is very limited click on the link below details.
First annual outdoor micro-mini-festival MUSIC JAM and TOAST celebrates arts and culture in Elwood, Winnipeg Manitoba. Acoustic music ranging from folk to experimental featuring Wand WiskeyJack, Ryan Stanley Shodine and Suture hosted by Miss Shereen. This is a dry event no alcohol or marijuana in or around the event, instead local jams, peanut butter, breads, teas and coffee are provided for you to enjoy. While munching on good eats and listening to great music look through our one dollar used book sale, and a retro 1990’s Ikea children table and chair set up for grabs, plenty of free street parking, some lawn chairs are provided, feel free to bring your own.
10 dollars at the door.
Doors at 7:30, show at 8.
Performance at Graffiti Gallery in Winnipeg MB 2017.
At the time I was going by an alias, thinking I was protecting my identity. Then I questioned why the hell would I hide myself from my employer, kind of stupid really. Then I realized I needed to own my identity as an artist and take what may come my way because if it, the good and the bad.
I wrote this poem in the wee hours of the morning before getting ready for work. I was seriously depressed because my day job was a pain in the ass, and robbing me of what precious little time I had in my studio. The feeling of wasting my time at meaningless labour 40 hours a week was beginning to eat away at my sanity. ( I shouldn’t piss and moan due to my full-time job pays for food, clothing and housing but I digress.) Anyhoo I wrote it making a promise to myself that my next full- time job will be in the arts some how in some way.
Since then I have managed to land a few paying gigs, still have the annoying full-time job that allows me to eat 3 meals a day. Needless to say the art job hunt and art submissions continue and who knows what will happen next.
As the old cliché goes, “Can’t win the lottery without a ticket.”