I’ve been having virtual negroni’s with the boyzz. Doc in Atlanta he has gone inside on me. He is looking inward at this time of uncertainty in America. He is a very spiritual guy and has been my healer in mind and spirit for several years. He’s saying some deep stuff. Stuff that requires maybe two negroni’s to digest. Dennis in Ohio he has his dukes up. He is in a scrappin’ mood. At the Korean dinner the other night my friend Donn who just spent 6 weeks at his condo in Florida and I talked of how just crossing the border into Canada you could feel the release
of stress. We both love America and have many close friends south of 49. My favourite places in the world are in the US. It is however a time of big stress.
I wonder if the High Priest of Canadian Poetry Leonard Cohen had it all figured out with his awesome song “Democracy is Coming to the USA”? https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=J_P4IEr-yd8
Change is coming man, I can feel it!
A couple of years ago I made all these boats that were a metaphor for the journey I’ve been on these past half dozen years. Now for some strange reason in the fall I decided to make shields. Protective shields to be mounted on the wall.
I made my first prototype 42” in length before Christmas around the time of the US election. I made it out of clay, fibrefax and 6 rolls of toilet paper. I had it loaded in my electric kiln in the basement and thought hmmm I just might die of inhalation of toilet paper smoke. The worst kind of paper to die from.
I can just see the obit in the local Aylmer Express: He was a strange man who lived alone and didn’t sport camoaflage attire like the local guys. He didn’t go turkey or deer hunting and rumour has it he did pot in the basement of his house. It appears he tried to end his life by burning rolls of TP.