I think this is my favorite ad of all time. For some reason, cat food ads are particularly ludicrous (see Baxter). It took me years to fi...

Almost a week has passed since the ugliest day in Vancouver history, a scene far surpassing in shock and horror t...

Turning and turning in the widening gyre The falcon cannot hear the falconer; Things fall apart; the centre cannot...

And yet, I do. It's a stepped-on, violated feeling. It's as if the city has been raped. And I'm not even in the heart of the da...

No matter what you've heard on the news about "riots in Vancouver", it was infinitely worse. After we lost the Stanley Cup to...

Strangeness leads to strangeness. I don't remember what inspired me to start painting, but...

When you keep a blog like this one, you have to ask yourself from time to time how much of yourself you're going to reveal. I sometime...

These deserved their own post. Why am I so obsessed (today) with women's footwear? OK, what's the symbolism of women not being a...

A brilliant, almost operatic performance of a truly great song. He owns this 100%.

The things human beings do to themselves, and to each other. I've always had a morbid curiosity about ...