Oh February, you curious, difficult month, you.
This is my first year in over ten that I haven’t gone on an adventure – in the past, I’ve spent this grey dreary month hiking down the Grand Canyon, biking around Key West, Florida, with a big wicker basket, dropping love letters around Washington, D.C., marvelling at the book arts in NYC (and seeing a Kiki Smith exhibit I still think about), hiking about the meandering hills of Burgundy and drinking too much wine in Paris…
This February, I stayed here and thought a lot about art and arts education with an extraordinary group of people. I’m not even sure how to write about it yet, it was so full and so rich and so much. I can feel my arts ed practice changing and it’s exciting and daunting all in one.
I’ve also just kicked off the Love Lettering Project VII: Toronto love. I’ve asked folks I love to send me what they love about Toronto. Maybe it’s the willow tree at Markham and Harbord, or the caramelized bananas at Saving Grace, or a neighbour’s red front door. If you’ve got something you love about this fair town, send ‘er along. The more love poems, the better!
I’m going to cozy on up and keep the grey, grey month at bay by writing love poems to these Toronto-things and once the city thaws, I’ll play cupid and spread the love.