Collections

I have been full of the cold the past few days so in between moping around feeling sorry for myself while drinking tea and a eating soup, I have photographed some things I have collected on my travel.

      

I also found these beautiful pieces of old canvas.

In flight meals

One of these things is more edible than the other.

Different Depths

What ya looking for?

The following is a list of google search terms that led people to view my blog:

fidelity card caffee nero
boots and hearts official ticket
bruce springsteen collage
scottish fiction
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???????
bruce springsteen helsinki ticket
clementines in august
coffee card loyalty design

Maybe I should get into the coffee and ticket tout business!

Memory Book

While in Toronto, I found the most wonderful object (the kind of object that I dream of finding).  Sitting there on the sidewalk was a book of someone else's memories.  Sadly, it was a little too large and heavy to fit it in my backpack and bring home with me (and despite my art practice it didn't feel quite right to keep it).

So I carried it around the city with me for half a day before I finally decided what I would do with it.  I   eventually left it on a park bench in the hope that someone who could give it a good home would find it.   I also considered leaving a note attached explaining how it came to be on that bench on a sunny Monday afternoon, but I felt it was best that it arrived at its new owner in the same manner that it arrived in my life.

I hope I made the right choice.

Rocks

I have spent a lot of time thinking and writing and thinking and writing some more.  And sometimes out of that things like this happen.

Buried Ghosts

Its been a while since I last updated, I am currently almost 3000 miles from Scotland and obviously my adventuring has taken priority over blogging.   However, this evening is a rainy evening so I have hijacked the laptop of my good friend Audrey with the intent of updating.  A lot has happened in the time between my last post and now.

Most excitingly, I had my first ever solo show in Tin Roof at the end of August (I will make a proper post about that on my return to Scotland).  I moved out of my beloved flat (and possibly also Dundee forever) as well as burying some ghosts (both physically and figuratively).

I have been here in Canada for 4 weeks now, and my travels have taken me to Toronto, Montreal and to St John's in Newfoundland where I am am currently sitting in one of the cosiest and homely kitchens I have ever had the pleasure of sitting in.

Theres not a lot to in St John's in the evening, so we have been spending the time drinking wine and making lists.