Wind in Maggie's Hair

Maggie... is an illustration that I began developing in a completely inspired spat of doodling. I hope you enjoy it as much as I enjoyed creating her.

My process of developing this illustration was as follows. I drew a pencil sketch with my non-drawing (left) hand, then scanned the sketch, manipulated the line quality in Flash, vectorized it, then imported the vectorized lines into Illustrator, and applied colour and light to the illustration.

Part of what I love about this piece is the gentleness in Maggie's eyes, despite the fact that her hair is unruly and being blown about by the wind.

The play of light is an important factor to my work. Playing with the software that is often used to create very commercial work - and using it to create deeply personal pieces is something that I quite enjoy.

The Old Eatons Mansion

JRo, C and I went hiking at Seneca College this weekend. C being a 14 year old doesn't like walking or hiking very much. So when we talked about what we were going to be doing this weekend... all I said was "We're going to see the old Eatons Mansion - How cool is that?" She really got into it then. After 2 hours of walking around on a crisp autumn day she said "I haven't walked that long in a while." I think she actually enjoyed herself.

the Sporting Life 10 k

I ran my FIRST 10K with Elaine in April. Man it was fun. Can you imagine running down the longest street in the country with over 7000 people.. crazy i tell you... but mind blowingly fun. I finished in just over an hour. Next year I figure it will be under an hour.

Julian

3 of 3 boys. My love, my fiancee, my partner in crime. A person as sweet and genuine, I have never met. He fills my life with a warmth that everyone should feel.

Loves to cook... roasts a mean Moroccan Leg of Lamb, and whips up a scrumptious cheese cake. Has a great passion for KUMON, and teaching children how to live a life full of achievement by taking small steps toward the goal.

Cat in a Box

introducing my 2 of 3 boys. Mr Cosmo King. He came to me from a room-mate who couldn't take him with her. It taken him a very long time to feel truly safe with me.

He is fierce. A wonderfully warm hearted yet prickly black cat, his soft velvety fur is the softest you will ever touch, with the smallest feet that you'll ever see on a male cat. "Nureyev" is what I would have called him, if he didn't already have a name.

Mr Cosmo doesn't meow. He yells. Usually at me. He's a little cancerian kitty with a heart of gold and a really big sword.

I swear that he would really hurt anyone who broke into our home. He's got that kind of spirit.

Mr Malcolm

Meet one of my three boys - Malcolm.

He's lived and loved with me for 5 years now. He is a true treasure who loves being a dog as much as he loves a belly rub.

He came to me as a little 5 month old wild kitty, that someone found in their garage, with his two sisters and his mummy. They were really feral. His sister's were black, and grey & white.

I thought I would take the little black female. But Mr. Malcolm wasn't having any of that. His little curious head was poking out at me from all of the nooks and crannies he could find. Caution and curiosity... that's Malcolm.

And No, he's not named after a soap opera actor. Its just the name that fit. Doesn't he look like a Malcolm?