Okay, I am getting pretty lame. I just finished two more projects, and as a treat I allowed myself to go to Chapters to lurk their magazines for awhile, then I made myself some yam fries, and now I am blogging. Actually if that means lame, then I am all for it, because that is enjoyable (well the blogging is definitely nerdy).

So this blog is going to have some oldies in it, because I haven't been up in here for a while.

This is what I think of when someonesays it is going to snow in Vancouver.



This is what I got, and it lasted for almost a week. I was so hyped. It stayed just below freezing and looked so beautiful.





I guess since the skateparks aren't too fun in the snow, people have to draw this other places. Well at least they are trying new mediums.


I am pretty sure that the palm trees weren't too happy about it though.


I am a pretty huge critic of street art. Because of this I will not participate, because I don't think I have witty enough ideas. I would say that 1 out of every 5,000 pieces that you see on the street is worth seeing. I found this in the bathroom at school, it made me mad. This is a prime example of what makes up the remaining 4,999. This dude is presumably a student in an art school that is located on the top floor of a nice building in a nice neighbourhood, he is "getting up" in a locked bathroom stall. Way to get "back to the street" tough guy. I am sorry, for being so negative, from now on I will hunt some of the more inventive pieces.


People are often pretty hard on Vancouver for its rainy winters. But I would like to stick up for them with these pictures. They were taken on December 6th. We sat on this beautiful green hill and drew strangers for almost three hours, and yes we did have to take our jackets off because it was getting too warm.





Now is the point of this blog where I will try to explain something that was so magical that I feel it is unexplainable.

Joanna Newsom. I went and saw her perform at

St Andrew's Wesley Church

(a 14th century style Church that was built in 1933). And everything was absolutley perfect, the Church is amazingly beautiful and it matched her set so well. I was full on music nerding out, the place was packed so I opted for a standing position in order to get a better view, and to save my butt from some seriously painful pews. She performed some of her "hits" from Milkeyed Mender, but the highlight was the material from Y's. She had a full band, and by band I mean a bunch of people playing every thing from a saw to a Bulgarian tamboura. experiencing this live makes me appreciate the album much more than I initially did. The set had a feeling of adventure and storytelling that was breathtaking, it was alomst like a live drama acted out on instruments. I want to say that I enjoyed this show more than that Junior Boys, Caribou, Russian Futurists show or The Rapture show, but that would be like comparing your favourite comedy to your favourite ballet, it doesn't translate. If you didn't go, you screwed up.

I don't know what percentage of my loyal readership knows Rachel Parsons, actually I do know, 25%. My mom knows her, Blade, Anthony and Melissa do not know her. But anyways, she has a

blog

that follows some of her adventures in Africa. These aren't any old adventures, she is there for a reason, and the reason is not to see other places and get cheap clothes. She is there with an organization called "Cherish Uganda" and they are building housing and creating a community for orphans that are living with AIDS. This project gets me so excited, I thank God for people with hearts like Rachel's. I can only dream to pour out so much love.

Well, until next time (unless you live in Winnipeg, then until Friday).

Love Nathan