Wednesday, April 28, 2010

Les lundis

On Mondays Catherine and I meet, draw for 4 hours, drink tea and speak franglais. Here she is in her fun backyard in Montreal est. It was a beautiful sunny hot day. I got a tan. Who knew it would snow the next day? Life is loopy. What you can't see is that there is a huge, happy, handsome black puppy frolicking about and eating whatever it can.

Monday, April 26, 2010


And now I finally understand! My pa and Jean-Michel look alike.

Sunday, April 25, 2010

Wednesday, April 21, 2010

Meet Ezili Sometimes

This is Ezili Sometimes, a character who has mad outfits. She wears slipgliss and does really short, to the point shadow puppet shows where she also acts as the candy butcher distributing free popcorn with hidden messages in the form of fortune cookies nestled amongst the fluffy kernels before her acts.

Saturday, April 17, 2010

Hello, I'd like some Negro Minstrel Marionettes please

I wandered into the store Deuxieme on Notre-Dame street and tried to buy the o-so-fabulous-I-want-it-want-it-got-to-have-it wooden elephant marionette in the window display. Well, it didn't work out. Turns out that it was a store renting props only. Stuff was piled high higher highest o my! Floor to ceiling fascinant. yummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm. And then there were these marionettes en haut....

The Project that made it to BBC China

It was my mum's (Gillian McIntyre if you please) idea.
An early chilly August morning arranging rocks project on the shore Lake Huron. We are image number 5. When we arrived there were 2 HUGE black birds eating a massive beached fish. They were turkey vultures. I've been visiting this spot since I was 6 and I've never ever ever seen them before. It felt a little magical.

Palm tree slow dance

Friday, April 16, 2010


Once upon a time I went dancing with a rabbit. J.J.Fad was playing and I was wearing a really good wig. I drank a little too much and smoked too many cigarettes. But that was after I did a really short boring performance with my dancing partner there. It all got complicated after that day. Souls, soulmates all got bundled up into one nasty gnarly mess. I started to growl inappropriately. I'd catch myself as I was drinking too many coffees. I started to sacrifice sleep to Not Sleeping. My body started to change and I was no longer in control, it took me to warm places I wanted to be. Leigh Bowery was there and kept giving me bad catty advice including dodgy clothing options. I began to doubt his sanity. I made frijoles refreitas dancing and smiling the whole time. At last one day I was happy but it didn't last. There was just too much damn traffic. We had a last meal and parted ways. After that I became a candy butcher and a big phat ghost in need of a tan lodged itself in my basement and just wouldn't come up the damn stairs. Here we go!<---no me (Hellohellohellohellocanyouhearme?escúchameporfavorperdónamexoxooxoxoxo)

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