rewind pt2

Ok, so now its October, I did a couple of pieces for the Toronto International Art Fair, then started packing up my studio to convert to hobo mode. I packed up all my belongings, put them in storage, and got ready to fly to Italy to stay with Carolyn for a couple of months... Ok, here are images of the work I did for the fair, and Le Gallery's setup...

Fungi-Mate Piloting Bi-Necked Amphibious Behemoth

Tuba-Nosed Toad in Full Bloom

Those photos are pretty bad, but you get the general idea. Heres a couple of shots of the booth...

Ok, so after the fair, all I really did was pack my stuff, take down my studio, and get my supplies ready for moving out of the country. What else? Doing 'fancy jumps' got me in trouble twice that month. The first time I was wrestling with my buddy Matt in the hallway of my studio, I pushed him into a wall, and made a run for it... I did a little fancy twirly jump to show off, smoked my head on a bolt sticking out of a waterpipe, and bled a lot. It hurt like hell....

The second fancy jump happened at my next door neighbour's place. In October it looked like I may have had a heart complication, I was really freaked out, after a bunch of tests it turned out that I was pretty much ok, but the doctor recommended light jogging. So I bought a track suit and running shoes, and went over to my neighbours place to show off. Excercising is really unlike me, I'm in horrible fucking shape. In the first photo you can see one of my neighbours in the background, he was obviousy jealous of my fancy jumping, so he ripped off my tear-aways mid-jump...

Man, I'm such a gremlin... I even gross myself out in this photo, look at those teeth, they look like they've been filed to a point... I started writing this entry last night, saved it, and now it is the next morning. Looking back, I have no idea why I considered "fancy jumps" noteworthy, but well, there you go...