I found this on the internet, at the Ontario Road Maps site–it’s perfect, but not mine. I do, however, have a growing little collection of things with the Canadian centennial logo: a few different mugs, a plate (now broken), a silk scarf, a framed plaque of all the Prime Ministers of Canada from the start until 1967. I have half a mind to figure out how to make a pieced quilt of the emblem. I’m really pleased that centennial scarves are available for purchase at The Souvenir Shop.
Moving to America in the fall is a daunting thought! I am charmed by this sort of Canadian iconography, and I will miss the serendipity of finding ashtrays at value village with this, or the old Ontario logo, on it. I will miss the batting about of words and phrases like “Canada Council” or “Crown corporation.” I am sure that hearing these words every now and then will be like the smell of your house when you return home from vacation.
Not to make any sort of claims to understand the elusiveness of Canadian identity, but to belong to anything is to know the language and the jargon so well that you don’t think of it as specific to your place in the world. And when you are somewhere using words that other people don’t, you notice–whether it’s accidentally using grad-school words (like “discourse analysis”) around your grandmother, saying “pants” when you mean “trousers” in the UK, or longing for the national research council official time signal to blast through the radio.
And I’ll say it again now: I am going to be be very very happy when the TDF is over. It will mean:
- Three days left of Hot Docs to see films
- A return to newspaper reading and library book borrowing
- The making of things for the Spring Thing Trunk Show (I have already obtained a suitcase, so that part’s done)
- Spring Cleaning! And purging, and organizing
- We can hang out. You and I
- Time to do work on brochures and flyers I haven’t had time for
- Time to finally do things that are on my list, like visit People’s Diner on the corner:
photo courtesy of Squiddity
It was winter just a few minutes ago, so it seemed, and then the opening of knee-sock season coincided with the closing of knee-sock season and now the sun is out and my legs are bare. I made a new skirt, out of the same material as th bodum cozy and the kleenex-box cover
and my moleskine pen-holder. Now I feel like I ought to make a short film that involves these 4 matching items. Something Michel Gondry-esque, with some stop-motion, things melting into each other, and maybe a knitted sequence.
After 10 weeks and then some of my quilt class with Johanna Masko at The Workroom the quilt, my quilt, my first REAL quilt is finally done!
Here is is on the couch:
and on the balcony, in that spot where the hammock used to be:
The only other quilted thing I’ve made has been the Go board, which, now that I’ve made this one according the “rules” (or I guess, techniques that build on the wisdom of others), feels like such a misfit item.
On May 4th, I will be participating in the Trunk Show, put on by City of Craft and The Workroom. It’s a craft fair, but everyone’s display will be set up in a suitcase.
Here is the flyer with all the important information:
That The Green Peugeot is back up and running. With a very temporary design scheme and not so much content. Just wanted to say hi.
Here is a photo of Me, David, and Lady Brown on the streetcar, back when it was still really winter:
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