Butterfly Blues and My Dad Goes a Walking
Dear Sarah - Day 116 of our daily drawing exchange
April 26, 2025
Hi Nikki,
Wretched day today, symptom-wise. No gas in the drawing tank, so here's a butterfly I did last week, experimenting with my watercolour brush pens. That's all I got. Hoping that tomorrow will be better.
Hope your Saturday was not too crazy.
XO S
Hi Sarah -
Crazy day today, in a good way. Started with finishing up the reading for this morning’s class (Empires of Food) during which I was unusually quiet as the whole subject of food security/food production/small scale farming still leaves me quaking, some kind of long-term PTSD relating to my farming days.
Then, scooted over to the library for a follow-up session with some budding slam poets (developing pieces for the forthcoming poetry slam in Canmore next month). Much fun. Worked on a piece that, no surprise, had to do with farm traumas.
After that, back home for some work and a great session doing some research/reading/printing of psychogeography articles that Dani and I need to read before our trip to Paris and our psychogeographic adventures in the City of Light.
Found this movie by one of the early psychogeographers, Guy Debord (Society of the Spectacle), which is weird and strangely prescient (and involves nudity, so you need to navigate over to YouTube to watch it there)…
And then, because I am thinking of walking (central to psychogeography), I was reminded of Dad and searched for ‘walk’ in my photos and did three quick Dad Walks sketches.
Which takes me to the end of the day and off to bed.
Tomorrow morning I head into the city first thing to meet a client and then back to Canmore as I have another client to meet here in town first thing on Monday morning, so no easy peasy hotel night in the big city for me. I am getting to know the highway between here and Calgary too well… I have been taking advantage of the journey back and forth by listening to the podcast The Earful Tower, adding to my list of things I’m going to explore when we are back there in September.
Turns out,
is right here on Substack!! Which is cool as I can now put faces to the voices that have been filling my head during all that driving time…The colours of the butterfly are my favourites, btw - I have a scarf with a nearly identical palette. I’ll show it to you when you visit!
Until tomorrow,
Nikki