Jewelery that makes me extra happy. Wearing this would be a great conversation starter: anyone who got it would win points in my book. Though, I guess lots of people get it because it's sold out right now.

source plastique on esty



I scored these vintage earrings a few weeks ago. I'm not sure sure what vintage they are–they could be 5 years old for all I know. But, they're really light and when I wear them they jangle like my own personal wind chimes.


Honesty is the best poetry

I've been finding lots of cute street art lately. I like that the artist used stencils to make their letters.


I love the the type cover of the upcoming Fringe Festival invoking the wild west and circus.

Amazing typography

Fun and admiringly precise. ABC3D.


Waiting for something makes it more exciting

A little bit about a three colour screen print that was challenging, nerve wracking and amazingly fulfilling to produce. This probably explains why I have Chicago everywhere (still) right now.

I used this collage as the background.

Planning my print, before exposure.

Exposed screen.

Three luscious colours later, I received this.

When I pulled the ink through the last screen, my heart burst with excitement.




My favourite part is "Joy can go f*ck herself."

The Hallway from The Hallway on Vimeo.
artist Miranda July, source lostateminor

Okay, I get it: Chicago

For the past few months, since I visited the fair city, it has been popping up everywhere. So much so that I had to start writing everything down so I wouldn't forget.
  • Judy Chicago, a textile master, has an upcoming show at the Textile Museum of Canada. Just recently, I found vintage copies of her books that I've used for collages for years and years.
  • I found these strange name tags on the street of my hometown from someone who was hosting a Chicago-themed, speakeasy murder mystery party or something.
  • The grand prize at a fundraiser I volunteered at last month was a trip to Chicago.
  • The majority of movies I've been watching lately (even unplanned ones on TV) are set in Chicago.
  • I spotted a transport truck from New York on the highway with Chicago graffitied on it with a stencil.
  • The author of my current bible just conveyed an anecdote where she moves to Chicago.
  • And now, I found out that the amazing modernist house from Ferris Beuller's Day Off is for sale. Where? Chicago.

source coolhunting

Time will tell what this all means. Until then, I'm happily keeping track of these strange little peeks into another world.


Holy amazing epic work

source Zenironments

Creative insecurity

The more I observe creativity everywhere, the more I realize that severe insecurity often and unfortunately accompanies it. Perhaps because creativity is often quite personal and therefore it's simple to imagine that putting creative ventures out into the world is akin to placing lily-white skin that rarely sees sunlight under a massive magnifying glass that happens to emit concentrated UV rays, thereby burning the skin on contact.

Yet, balanced creativity is quite different. Putting forth true work is freeing, has little to do with others and everything to do with the creator. For me, lately, letting go of ideas once they arise and are worked through is often more important than the ideas themselves.

Lucky in love rubs off

I know this adorable couple who loved each other as soon as they met. Everyone figured that out way before they did. Like, years before they did. Thankfully, now, they know it too and have decided to get married.

I'm lucky enough to get to design their save- the-date and wedding invites as my wedding gift. I'm stoked to work with them because they have impeccable taste. I want to incorporate traditional printmaking techniques, somehow.

Here are some good examples I've come across.

source Design*Sponge



Sometimes I wish that instead of food,
I could ingest pure colour.

"I just want to make some noise."

Mistakism in practice and full glory.

source Urban Prankster



I came across mistakist, coined by Harmony Korine in a book entitled Beautiful Losers, based on an exhibit by same name that traveled throughout the US in 2004. I've been lusting over the soon to be released documentary since I read about it in a zine I picked up back in February; it was pure synchronicity that lead me to the book and the words mistakist/mistakism. The idea of embracing the happy accidents that stumble onto my path brings me great comfort. Fully accepting mistakism has both profound and silly applications; be lighter, funnier and let go.

I promised a friend I would post more of my photography here, which—like all mediums—helps me embrace mistakism.


Please do yourself a favour: go see this

I heard more than a few snotty sniffs and saw many eyes wiped with buttery napkins from my fellow theatre-goers. I'm not a movie crier, but Every Little Step was a happy exception to the rule.


Tilda Swinton

To me, Tilda represents maverick authenticity and f*ck you grittiness all while maintaining a sense of play and femininity. The above editorial and accompanying article in AnOther Magazine inspired me. Particularly, this quote by Frances McDormand; I love the sense of camaraderie conveyed by her uncomplicated words. One is beyond, just beyond, when FRANCES f*cking McDORMAND admires you.

printed quote in Helvetica

on the back of this (an illustration I did of Hilary Swank as Teena Brandon/Brandon Teena from a few years ago, there's a reason why I squirrel things away, see?)

cut letters




close up



I see an interesting link between Harlequin romance novels (target audience: heterosexual women) and mainstream pornography (target audience: heterosexual men). Both are generally accepted as entertainment; neither question status quo gender roles. Each have over saturated markets, so the recipe for success is not as simple as rubbing tried and true clich├ęs together until they spark interest in the audience. Regardless of the quality of each product, there must be creative people with clear vision involved. In our suffering economy, each market continues to thrive because, in my opinion, people will spend money on fantasy, especially in the worst of times. There are many, many more similarities and differences but I'll leave that to the imagination. I have something in the works with these ideas that I'll show here eventually.

source Megan Fraser via flickr

source tastymeat via flickr


Messing around

I'll file this under: child makes drawing and excitedly shows it to the parent. Parent exclaims "I love it, it's beautiful! What is it?" Child explains, but can't actually speak yet, so it comes out in bubbly gibberish. Parent is puzzled and enchanted. With unconditional support and love, parent sticks it on the fridge along side the growing collection of stuff.



The Jennifer Demographic

Once, I was in a Can Lit class with a total of 8 Jennifers, myself included. I knew there were a tonne of Jennifers born in and around the same time as me, though I had no idea there were more than a million of us! It may not be due specifically to my common name, but I've developed some hard and fast rules about my name including but not limited to
  1. Jen should always be spelled with one n. I think the extra n in Jenn is redundant and things in groups of three are always more pleasing;
  2. Jenny is not my nickname. I've met two people in the world who can call me that without triggering my gag reflex and my mother is already one of them. If I ever meet a third, I'll probably wind up marrying them.
I already adore the concept of this book, but then, I'm clearly biased.
More than a million of us were dubbed Jennifer within the span of just fifteen years. From a place of relative obscurity, the name grew on a wave of sudden and unprecedented popularity. We’re starting to learn that the effects of this phenomenon were not entirely trivial. Now as an adult, Jennifer has become targeted as the highly sought after demographic of Generation X. In the business press, we are actually known as The Jennifer Demographic or Jen-eration and are told that “focus should be almost entirely on Jennifer right now as habits of all other segments pale in comparison to hers.”

Most of us have some desire to feel unique, as though we have some authentic expression that is exclusively our own. So when the culture spins out the next trend based on you and your name, it is difficult to make sense of what is genuine. Maybe one truth that my Jen-eration makes visible is the simple reminder that we act collectively, often without even knowing it. Done with the right spirit, this can sometimes be the only way to act. —Jennifer Khoshbin

Jen11 by eleven artists named Jennifer

The book was designed by the Canadian book design company UPPERCASE and looks to be another exquisite edition to their portfolio.

P.S. I'm convinced that the song "Jennifer Juniper" is part of the reason for the prevalence of the name. Have you ever seen Election? It closes the film perfectly.




I often say that if I could be a student for the rest of my life, I'd be infinitely happy. I'm slowly but surely starting to realize that I'm already there; it looks nothing like I'd pictured. Yet, I wouldn't change it for anything.

Recently, I learned how to paint on a silkscreen with photo emulsion and I practiced my registration abilities.

I started with two copies of a photograph I took a few weeks ago as a reference while painting the screen.

Planning a two colour print, I painted where I did and didn't want the ink to print, then coated with emulsion.

I ended up with this:

I can't say I'm in love with this project as a whole, as the product feels a bit flat for my liking.

I do, however, enjoy the texture of the post against the blue background.

Who knows though if I'll use it for another project in the future? Regardless, I'm now able to appreciate the joy of mixing the perfect chocolate brown ink (I haven't mixed brown by hand for years). And, I have a much better understanding of why registration is a challenge to say the least.

Viva student life.