Art at Rebas

Been a day of ugly truths and contemplative realities etched in slate. Tired of thinking. Blocked in a new piece with finger paint in oil: nothin but black. Problem is that this has a bit of a timeline for completion, which means no experimenting with where I'm going, but must stay with where I've been. Little frustrating, actually. Not that anythings final or certain; story of life at the moment. Consistency, however inappropriately distributed, is still somewhat unconsciously stabilizing.

From the Archives

Since I've oft and loaned away my camera, I can't post any new pics of what I'm working on, so I've decided instead to share a photo of Georgie and I on a summers day. Obviously, it's not this year - though no complaints as the snow is practically melted away now. Won't be long! (she's says with fingers crossed behind her back).

Recent Chess-related Works at REBAS Cafe, Dundas & Runnymede (Bloor Str West)