Went to Vancouver yesterday, for my first class of the fall term. M came with me, and we went to the Vancouver Art Gallery. Art was a bit sparse, they were dismantling the first and second floors after exhibitions, but Emily Carr was on the fourth floor and some assorted BC pictures on the third. Enjoyed wandering around looking at them, despite the bag full of newly-purchased textbooks that would have been better left in the coatcheck. Emily Carr is best when she sticks to trees and doesn't try to render buildings. But her trees are such amazing colors, like essence of tree. We watched and discussed the changing sky from the ferry, to see how the edges corresponded to a painting M is currently working on. I'm very much liking being an observer in the process of his painting, it's making me want to do something creative of my own... (other than have babies)
Lots of weird things are happening now, aren't they? Frogs are not yet falling from the sky, I grant you that. But give them time, the frogs, give them time. --William Leith
Wednesday, September 08, 2004
Monday, September 06, 2004
I'm hesitating over taking on another volunteer thing. I had thought I might apply to either the Crisis Line or the Women's Assault line, both are currently looking for trainees. But I've registered for a counselling skills course up at Malaspina in October/November, I've got my SFU courses, Crimestoppers and AVP, and theoretically I should be looking for work. I begin to think I'll have a hard time finding a job if I can only work Monday mornings. I'm exaggerating, but you see what I mean. There are only so many hours in the day... (although, admittedly, more now since I've taken up smoking again)