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The area rug in my living room has seen better days. Let's face it: the better days for that rug was YEARS ago! So, we were in the store looking at rugs...SCREECH!!! WHAAAT?! I am a MAKER. I make stuff. All the time. I sew, quilt, knit; the glue gun is ALWAYS hot. It is what I do. (I have to tell you a story: One woman, who HATED me, once said, while rolling her eyes, "If you want to know what time it is, Lori will probably BUILD you a bloody sun dial!" That comment still makes me laugh,...

The call came on a Tuesday. As we hear on the news, the Canadian health care system is scrambling in order to function properly. Like many folks, I was on a waiting list for surgery. I even went so far as to put myself on a "short notice" list in case there was a cancellation. So...the pleasant lady on the phone asked if I could get to the hospital, (TWO hours away) the NEXT DAY?!! Short notice indeed! it was a bit of a scramble; my better half Yannick managed to get the day off from his job, so thankfully...

Every Christmas, my Aunt made a Gumdrop Cake. It was TRADITION. I don't remember many people eating it. Let's face it: Gumdrop cake is pretty gross! However, it does look lovely on a holiday table and there was one at her house every year. It took forever to cut the gumdrops into tiny pieces, the scissors becoming so sticky they could hardly open and close. There are traditions that drain us. We do them based on either what other people expect of us or out of guilt of what we think we "should" do, based on what "they" say. The world...

Folks, I don't like strawberry ice cream. Even my Dad's pleading, "But Lori, it's PINK!!!", couldn't convince me to try it. Ice cream is chocolate, end of story. What I'm getting at is not the fact that I was spoiled, (which I was!), but rather that I knew, from a young age, exactly what I liked. I was the kid that either said, "yes", or "no". I couldn't be convinced to change my mind. Growing up in Montreal gave me many exciting experiences. I had so many opportunities to visit Museums and Galleries; the Montreal Symphony Orchestra regularly held events...

The Rocky Mountains of Canada are so magnificent. Every day, your breath is taken away, even though you've seen the same peaks for many years. In the same way as staring up at the stars, you feel very tiny and insignificant. A few weeks ago, I had the opposite feeling. I was a Giant from a Fairy Tale, with big, clumsy feet as I tried to hover with my sketchbook in order to capture a tiny crocus in bloom with watercolour. Here is that sketch. An artist has to pay attention to everything, from the tiniest details to what to...