That is what this week has felt like. Pockets of normal found in a very sad and strange time.
So much of the last week we have been preoccupied with saying goodbye, with coming to terms, with talking and spending time with our friends and community. Coming together in mourning of our friends' passing and in celebration of her life.
But in between the coming and going there has also been some time for...
work...
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| sketches to accompany a piece I have written for Juno magazine |
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| mountains of this |
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| making our daily bread |
play...
some of this...
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