I’ve mostly avoided doing posts for older pieces that I haven’t done anything new with, but rules are stupid.  To be completely honest, I’m posting these for a few reasons.  It means that they are tagged, archived, and easily found online, it really helps pull people to the site, and it’s nice to go back and think about what these pieces mean to me.

I spent four and a half years on this image, and to me it really became a statement for what Toronto was to me, just as I was planning to leave.  I felt that if I didn’t get out while I was still young, I would always feel trapped, and I would never be more than a Canadian artist.  Which is bullshit, btw.  My favorite Toronto artists never moved to NYC. They just created work.  But I felt trapped then, and I needed to know that I could survive and thrive in new places.

Now I’m planning to move back there, and I’m trying to figure out how I feel about it.  I love Toronto.  My closest friends are there, and while there was nothing for me there professionally when I left, a lot has changed since.  The Netflix revolution has meant that everyone in media with a few million bucks to there name wants to create content, so the TV scene in Toronto has exploded.  Not to mention, I actually have a resume now that might get me some work.  Still, I’m not sure if I’m ready to settle down.  I should.  I’m 35 and single, with no set career, no kids, no money in the bank.  But I’m also an artist, who is both bi-polar and bi-national.  I can work in the States without having to do any pesky paperwork.  And I still miss the shit out of New York.  So yeah, this picture is an appropriate image for me to meditate on while I decide exactly what I should be doing with my life.

This picture also made a great screenprint, which I hope to do again.