Alison Garwood Jones

Mid-Century Design Simplicity

August 28, 2026

Technology makes promises so big it can scatter your focus, or make you freeze. Maybe you can relate.

When I’m feeling untethered by the too much-ness of AI, I always go back to mid-twentieth century illustration styles to reacquaint myself with my sense of wonder — everything from Andy Warhol’s 1950s cookbook drawings to Saul Bass’s film title sequences (One, Two, Three – 1961).

Andy Warhol cookbook illustrations from his self-published book, Wild Raspberries.

Two drawings from Wild Raspberries (1959) by Andy Warhol (The Andy Warhol Foundation for the Visual Arts)

Up in the Kawartha Lakes district, I’m finding stacks of early 1960s (aply named) Wonder Books for kids in the antique shops along the main streets of all the little towns. These books sat on the shelves of family cottages for half a century until it was time to clean them out. I’ve decided to build a collection.


The quality I love most about the style of mid-century drawings is limitation.

Sixty years ago, four-colour CMYK printing was expensive and more labour intensive than spot colour illustrations where you have one layer for black outlines and another for a single splash of colour, usually red.

Fly-Away at the Air Show by Leone Adelson (story) and Andree Golbin (Pictures) (New York: Wonder Books Inc., 1962)

 

From these constraints burst forth a style full of bold energy,

Keep Your Eyes Open, story by Michael Folsom and pictures by Elizabeth Dauber (New York: Wonder Books, 1965)

and such charm.

Fly-Away at the Air Show by Leone Adelson (story) and Andree Golbin (Pictures) (New York: Wonder Books Inc., 1962)
These artists and this time period are inspiring me to set deliberate constraints on my artistic experiments. I keep asking, how can I limit my tools to increase the boldness of my expression?

For e.g. If I can only use two tools from my studio or my travel pack, which ones would I pick?  Maybe it’s a Japanese brush pen and a tube of ultramarine gouache? Or a 3B pencil, an eraser and the end of my finger (does that count as three?)

If art is not your jam, who can you go back to to remind yourself that less is more? It could be a favourite poet, chef, mathematician, systems theorist or strategist. Sit quietly with the simplicity of their creations.

Sometimes excellence is waiting for you to find two sticks and the patience and discipline to create that first spark.

Going back to the basics is the best way I’ve found to recharge my creativity and problem-solving abilities in an age where technological sophistication is on steroids.

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Writing is Observing

August 24, 2026

You know you’re a writer if you’re energized by your observations.

Gay Talese, the journalist who made a career profiling ordinary folk (doormen, dishwashers, busboys, billboard caretakers), always said, You can’t fake interest.”

Nor can you fake the depth of knowledge that comes from directly experiencing something.

My advice to budding writers (thanks to Talese) is to hang out and take notes. Then type them up and see what you’ve got.

Kawartha Lakes observations by Alison Garwood-Jones

Kawartha Observations

Wine tastes fine from a children’s plastic cup.

Pool noodles make great armchairs.

Lake grass will always wrap around your ankles like an octopus.

Lake swimming is more therapeutic than the Calm app, yoga, and running combined.

Fish won’t eat the end of a pork sausage. Watch it just float away.

Ice cream is a food group.

Poor internet connectivity is a glorious thing.

Half of Canada is a giant domed rock with sharp or smooth edges depending on where the water flows.

Fall leaves are two months ahead of schedule.

Old, abandoned cottages are a surprisingly painful sight.

A loon is a bird with the most advanced swimming badges.

People with cottages on tiny islands don’t always wave at passing boaters.

“No Wake” doesn’t apply to speedboats and jet skies.

Marine gas stations that say “open” may not be.

It helps to know upstream from downstream.

Underwater boulders chuckle at passing boat bellies.

It rains sideways, not down.

Anchors only work sideways, never down (like in cartoons).

Rainbows arch across entire lakes.

Parks Canada lock masters are outstanding Canadians.

If a water tap spits out tea, it’s not potable.

Two-ply toilet paper is the height of  luxury.

Cornflowers, goldenrod and Queen Anne’s lace make a pretty dinette arrangement.

Most amateur fishermen aren’t peeping toms. Your boat just took their spot at the end of the dock under the “No Fishing” sign.

At bedtime, ear plugs block out bugs.

Flying insects bank away from nostrils at the last minute if noses are dabbed with bug spray.

Spiders can fly. Wait … what?

Young people are happiest when they’re busy scooping ice cream, pumping gas, selling firewood, looping mooring lines, and running BLTs with piles of steaming, hot fries. In their off hours, you can find them doing cannonballs off the town bridge.

Whoever came up with boat towel clips is right up there with the inventor of fairy lights.

You can get in your steps by walking into town for chips and wine.

Wave hello to all the American loopers,* then welcome them to Canada.

The grief and nostalgia you’re feeling for lost friends and family and summers long gone is softened by a glass of rosé at sundown.

*Boat loopers are recreational boaters who navigate the 9700 km continuous loop of waterways, rivers and canals that connect the Eastern U.S. and Canada.

 

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Canada: Land of the Titans

July 23, 2026

CANADA: Land of Comedy and Songwriting Titans by Alison Garwood-Jones

We don’t act or move like titans we are. We’re too busy writing and observing.

P.S. This post was inspired by the poetic waxings of Conan O’Brien and Keith Urban, two of the many artists who consider Canadians their beacon of inspiration.

#Catherine #Eugene #Martin #Joni #Neil #Robbie #Leonard #Drake

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TV Legends

June 23, 2026

Jack Paar by Alison Garwood-Jones“I don’t know how to explain Jack. His quicksilver, odd, impetuous, witty, unsettled, suspicious personality … and there are ten more things you could throw in that list. To me, it made him the most compelling face that’s ever been on the television.” 

~ Dick Cavett on Jack Paar,
Archive of American Television (EmmyLegends.com)

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Laughing Gas Lounge

June 9, 2026

Laughing Gas Lounge Series by Alison Garwood-Jones

“I’m part of the expensively educated downwardly mobile professional class. I sure am glad I didn’t get that Ph.D in art history, otherwise I’d have to buy a care to live out of.”

For more laughs, check out Noam Scheiber’s article, “The Politics of the Downwardly Mobile Professional Class,” New York Times Magazine (June 7, 2026).

I’d be the only standup assigning a reading list.

Hat tip to my friend, Rob Cottingham, who’s moved into doing actual standup.

 

 

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Art with Alison

May 30, 2026

For the month of May I teamed up with Jamii, my favourite Toronto arts organization, to lead a series of artistic discoveries.

Alison Garwood-Jones teaching art classes at Jamii Esplanade Toronto

When the world overwhelms, drawing, painting and writing remind us who we are. And sometimes — if you stick with it — they show us what we must do.

 

Alison Garwood-Jones teaching art classes at Jamii Esplanade Toronto

Spending time together beyond the algorithm rewired our nervous systems. We made collages and comics and other beautiful messes.

I shall miss our Wednesday night classes.

Alison Garwood-Jones teaching art classes at Jamii Esplanade Toronto

Thank you Isorine Marc, and the entire Jamii team, for letting me share what I know about tending to the human spirit.

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Yer breakin’ my heart

April 14, 2026

Map of Canada and the USA by Alison Garwood-Jones

EXCERPT: “Not having anyone to compare myself to, and with no professional or ancestral lineage to live up to, I felt like America, this start-from-scratch experiment where anything was possible.(1)

I wasn’t the only Gen X Canadian obsessed with America. In the 1980s and nineties, it was the place to be. Canada was still struggling with its confidence and still reacting to youthful buoyancy with a blank stare. That’s when I decided I needed to be where my drive and creativity would be embraced. That meant crossing the border. For a decade, I went back and forth between Canada and the U.S., studying at art schools, working in museums (like the Smithsonian and the Art Institute of Chicago), and absorbing the best America had to offer.

But I always returned. Not because Amercians aren’t ingenious and inspiring. They are. But, to me, personal development, career growth, and ambition were not a ruthless battle that ends with one person left standing in a smoking field of bodies. This is how I view(ed) America’s take on striving and success.

For whatever reason, I was determined to prioritize the gentle side of my personality and incorporate those qualities into my work. Maybe it’s the Canadian in me or just the Alison in me. Had I stayed in the U.S., that softness would have been wiped out by America’s lack of a social safety net.

I also came to understand that I preferred living in a nation that could laugh at itself — power never takes the mickey out of itself — and acknowledge the need to address and redress the disconnect between its ideals and its reality. Canada is a tiny nation of sharp armchair observers and I told-you-so-ers. While we’re one step ahead of the U.S. in acknowleging our actual history, we’re still figuring out what to do about it. We’re exceptionally good at stalling, but the truth is out there and so is the pressure to do the right thing.

For now, Canada is a destination where weirdos and non-conformists continue to be left in peace and covered for their hospital visits. If that was big back then, it’s huge now.”

#NewProject

  1. When I learned American history in the late 1970s, the tabula rasa theory was still in vogue. America was a blank slate there for the taking and the making. This colonial attitude ran roughshod over the universal rights, cultural contributions and point of view of the founding First Nations. So indoctrinated was I in colonial history that when my family pleaded with me to stop using the dining room table for my nightly homework and school projects, I justified the takeover with two words: “Manifest Destiny.” I was proud of my energetic grasp of history and thought they should be too. Geez.

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Book on Grief is an Exhibit at the TPL

April 9, 2026

I Miss My Mommy: Portraits of Orphaned Adults Exhibit at Deer Park Branch of Toronto Public Library by Alison Garwood-Jones

: I MISS MY MOMMY drawing exhibition
: Toronto Public Library – Deer Park Branch, 40 St. Clair Ave. East (TTC stop: St. Clair)
: The entire month of April

Head to the magazine section near the front entrance. I’ve created a story corner for adults, with a very light touch of Pee Wee Herman.

The exhibition shows 20 reproductions from my illustrated novel, I MISS MY MOMMY, an award-winning book that tracks how grieving adults look and act. Just so you know, the Five Stages of Grief doesn’t even begin to cover it.

My goal has always been the same: establish a close relationship with the reader/viewer by showing them private emotions or behaviours they know well, but weren’t expecting to see. You will either laugh or experience a feeling of camaraderie.

Spoiler alert: None of us are getting out of here alive.

Thank you TPL for hosting this show and for carrying my book (paperback and digital).

I Miss My Mommy: Portraits of Orphaned Adults Exhibit at Deer Park Branch of Toronto Public Library by Alison Garwood-Jones

 

I Miss My Mommy: Portraits of Orphaned Adults Exhibit at Deer Park Branch of Toronto Public Library by Alison Garwood-Jones

 

I Miss My Mommy: Portraits of Orphaned Adults Exhibit at Deer Park Branch of Toronto Public Library by Alison Garwood-Jones

 

I Miss My Mommy: Portraits of Orphaned Adults Exhibit at Deer Park Branch of Toronto Public Library by Alison Garwood-Jones

 

I Miss My Mommy: Portraits of Orphaned Adults Exhibit at Deer Park Branch of Toronto Public Library by Alison Garwood-Jones

 

I Miss My Mommy: Portraits of Orphaned Adults Exhibit at Deer Park Branch of Toronto Public Library by Alison Garwood-Jones

 

I Miss My Mommy: Portraits of Orphaned Adults Exhibit at Deer Park Branch of Toronto Public Library by Alison Garwood-Jones

 

I Miss My Mommy: Portraits of Orphaned Adults Exhibit at Deer Park Branch of Toronto Public Library by Alison Garwood-Jones

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U of T’s Career Expo

March 11, 2026

Career Expo and Networking Event put on by The University of Toronto School of Continuing Studies - Alison Garwood-Jones, closing speaker

Yesterday I wore a low-heeled suede boot for my talk at the 2026 CAREER EXPO hosted by the University of Toronto School of Continuing Studies, and lifted myself up to a height of 6’2″.

There’s something unexpected and strangely comforting for audiences when they see someone tall share the crossroads and vulnerable spots in their career progression.

People equate height with invincibility, even power in the workplace. I equate it with having a hard time finding pants.

What yesterday’s CAREER EXPO taught me is that we’re all asking, “What’s next for me?” And from the moist eyes in the house, I could see that many people want to fulfill some sort of creative potential they feel knocking around inside of them.

Maybe because we’re Canadian, we’re waiting for permission to do something about it. And maybe because I’m tall, I’m not. Being #1 is outdated (and makes some people freeze). Being the only one feels promising and worth committing to (h/t Jimmy Carr).

Yesterday’s presentations with Stephen Allen, Amanda Ono, Christine Crouch, Kim Ferreira and Achev offered us several ways to respond to the moment we’re living through:

• Resistance to AI and your own creative impulses is limiting and pointless. The two may feel at odds, but both require your understanding and constant attention. As one speaker put it, “test and invest,” and learn to live with the daily discomfort this will cause.

• You don’t have to know everything — about AI or how to evolve. No one knows what will happen (especially not the tall people). Now is not the time to cave. Action is the best cure for anxiety, say all the people who care about having a say in our future (h/t Fei-Fei Li).

• Today your career progression is a jungle gym, not a ladder (good one, Amanda Ono!)

• The workplace has redesigned itself around skills, not degrees (and especially not fancy degrees). Skills are transferrable. Which ones can you redeploy? Oh, and soft skills — like emotional intelligence and relationship-building — are the hardest skills to develop and the most important going forward (Ladies and liberal arts degree holders, here’s your chance to shine!)

• If you’re mid-career, think beyond your own discipline, and don’t put your career development on the back burner (wise counsel from Kim Ferreira). Own your own skill development, and update your LinkedIn profile every time you acquire a new one (so much better than waiting every five to ten years to refresh your CV).

My thanks to Juan Mavo-Navarro for inviting me to participate in CAREER EXPO 2026, to the irrepressible and delightful Ann Park for introducing me, to Jane Welowszky for adding her energy to the room and shooting me action. And to Gregory Garson for cheering from the back (and snapping this pic!)

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Deer Park Art Exhibit

March 1, 2026

I Miss My Mommy art exhibit coming to the Toronto Public Library

Hi, I’m Miss Jones, your first grade teacher.

I’m spending my Sunday cutting out wall letters and flowers for my home room library corner.

Okay, I haven’t switched careers!

Actually, I’m creating these wall letters for a corner of the Deer Park Branch of the Toronto Public Library.

For the month of April, Deer Park will be hosting an exhibit of my drawings from I MISS MY MOMMY , my illustrated novel for orphaned adults that follows what it feels like to live in a world that no longer includes your parents.

I’ll be hanging it on the first floor in the magazine section.

WHAT: Free public art exhibition – “I MISS MY MOMMY: Portraits of Orphaned Adults”
DATE: April 2 – April 30th, 2026
WHERE: Deer Park Branch of the TPL — 40 St Clair Ave E, Toronto, ON M4T 1M9 (Subway: St. Clair)

When you lose your parents, sometimes you go back to feeling like a little kid. Maybe that’s why I’m drawn to using cut-out letters.

Or maybe it’s just my industrious way of working with next to no budget.

Keeping it small keeps me close to my parents. Staying close to the work guides all of my professional decisions.

I Miss My Mommy art exhibit coming to the Toronto Public Library

BTW: The paperback and ebook versions of   are available at the Toronto Public Library. You can also purchase the book using the link in my bio.

FUN FACT: In the 1940s, Margaret Atwood received her very first library card at the Deer Park branch of the TPL. She checked out Grimm’s Fairy Tales, followed by an avalanche of other titles. I’m currently reading the library copy of her memoir (of sorts), Book of Lives.

Libraries make us feel things. Come and hang out with the art and books.

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