Alison Garwood Jones

This is it

Originally published in August 2016 in Blog

Cleaning up the remains of our parents’ days has been a long process for my brothers and me. Five years to be exact. From left to right: Alison, Richard and Peter. We’re probably watching Wimbledon or the U.S. Open. Yesterday, as I was studying the photographic evidence of our childhoods inside a non-descript industrial storage […]

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Originally published in July 2016 in Blog

Joe went from living with Marilyn Monroe to living with his sister. Ponder that.

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The Champ

Originally published in June 2016 in Blog

I briefly experienced Muhammad Ali’s dynamism and generous personality. It was 1986, my high school prom, and word spread on the dance floor that Muhammad Ali was staying in a room at the hotel we had booked. A group of boys said, Let’s go up and meet him. I think I was the only girl […]

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In Conversation with Anita Kunz

Originally published in May 2016 in Blog

hen Anita Kunz was a five-year old growing up in Kitchener, Ontario in the early 1960s, she practiced drawing the usual kid stuff: horses, flowers, fluffy clouds. But making Crayola masterpieces for the fridge wasn’t enough. Anita drew with a stronger sense of purpose learned from her uncle, the artist and environmentalist Robert Kunz. His editorial illustrations […]

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CBS artifact

Originally published in February 2016 in Blog

When the choices were Green Acres and The Beverly Hillbillies, two gag-driven rural comedies pumped full of canned laugher, along came a sitcom more true to women and the times. The laughter was real. Update: From Hollywood, James L. Brooks’s response:  

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How to stop a mean girl

Originally published in February 2016 in Blog

A reprise of one of my favourite posts: I wasn’t a mean girl in school. That automatically made me a target. I didn’t solve this by auditioning to join the girls on their power trips. Rather, I tried to exist in the world despite them. My refuge was drawing. Trays of rainbow markers thrilled and distracted me […]

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Wednesday’s sketchbook

Originally published in June 2015 in Blog

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Originally published in May 2015 in Blog

Photo from the Melissa Rivers Collection Joan Rivers was by turns vicious, smart, snarky and deeply caring. Back when when I watched more TV I occasionally landed on one of her fashion rants, but never stayed long. Most of the time, I don’t find that kind of aggression entertaining. But I felt her talent, so […]

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Why I didn’t work it

Originally published in February 2015 in Blog

I don’t normally take requests on my blog. But a good friend of mine who has been watching me play at this piano for the last six years, and who has more than once thrown encouragement in my tip cup, says he wants me to write about beauty. My beauty. “I keep talking about beauty […]

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Dude, you inspire me

Originally published in January 2015 in Blog

Just before Christmas I attended an ACI artist’s talk at Massey College. At the end of it, I turned to the woman sitting next to me and said, “Wasn’t that good?” She agreed and we shared our favourite ah ha moments in the life and career of Paul Kane. Kane was born 150 years before Neil […]

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