My Old Apartment's Face

Maman

A giant spider invading The National Gallery of Canada:

Symbols are only empty bottles. They function only through what you put in them -- personal symbols mean personal alphabet, our uniqueness is all we have.

 RIP Louise Bourgeois.

Horizon

A lovingly captured monster-squid painted with watercolors by Greg Stone.

Golden Phone

Soundtrack to a happy monster’s favorite dream: 

Micachu and the Shapes—Golden Phone

Soul Purpose

I had worked hard for nearly two years for the sole purpose of infusing life into an inanimate body.

From Mary Shelley’s Frankenstein, a new breed of literary device– the ironic foreshadowing pun, or i-shadun.

To Create

I have spent a year and a half of time pouring and tearing hairs out at my book baby. 191 single-spaced pages and half a bald head later, the first draft is finally done.

This whole book is but a draught—nay, but a draught of a draught. Oh, Time, Strength, Cash, and Patience !

While my book is literally “but a draught,” this quote from Moby Dick reflects the appalling and awesome amount of work that still needs to be done.

But for now: Celebration dance!