Photography by Emma-Lee was propositioned by a guitar picker this summer. Or, rather, the writer in me was. And that’s “ghitaahr pick’r,” if you say it like you’re June Carter Cash, as I’m wont to do. Music biopics, especially Walk The Line, and classics in rock journalism by the likes of Al Aronowitz and Nick Hornby have [...]
McSweeney’s found me
Originally published in January 2012 in Blog
While I was waiting to hear from some of my editors yesterday, I made soup and messed around on the internet. Later that afternoon, I went to the library and pulled a book off the shelf that looked interesting only to discover a painting of me inside its pages (I haven’t sat for anybody). Turning [...]
“Kids today don’t know shit” — George Lois
Originally published in October 2011 in Blog
The woo girls
Originally published in July 2011 in Blog
Out of sight
Originally published in April 2011 in Blog
Updated on April 10: scroll to bottom I spent four years at Queen’s University shouting in Gaelic at football games, waiting in line at the campus pub and preparing for slide tests (I was an art history major). In between socializing, two ideas mentioned in passing during my painting seminars shot up like flares: Men [...]
Female emancipation never looked so bad
Originally published in August 2010 in Blog
©AGJ You’re circling the drain Take back the message Yeah, it takes work Focus and vigilance The lowest common denominator takes seconds to achieve Overriding decades of work You’re discouraged? OK! Let’s work with that No, you say And throw a party To make you feel better The theme? Your own degradation You invite your [...]
In conversation with Bruce Mau
Originally published in April 2010 in Blog
Photo: Dave Gillespie I was feeling defeated the day I spoke to Bruce Mau, the Sudbury-born, world-renowned designer/thought leader. I called Mau at his Chicago studio back in January to talk about the environmental movement and to hear his ideas about design in a world without oil. We chatted a few days before he arrived [...]
The long goodbye …
Originally published in February 2010 in Blog
My mother knew her entire adult life what was coming. But confirmation arrived the day she shuffled into the kitchen, swung open a few cupboard doors, then turned to me and asked, “Where are the singing noodles?” From that day forward, I stopped leaning on mum and started extending a protective hand. Before long, pots [...]
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