Traveling solo it seems you are never alone. Boiling around a corner and onto a straight stretch east of Rock Creek my line wavers at a surreal scene. On this lonely stretch of the Crowsnest Highway set against a verdant backdrop of rolling Okanagan ranchlands lush with unseasonable rain and shot through with rocky outcroppings,…
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Vintage 1 – A Work in Progress
Once upon a time, I was an artist. Thanks to my TBI, I seem to be again. There’s a lot that the TBI (Traumatic Brain Injury) has affected negatively, and we can get into that some other time, but the one bright spot is art. As soon as I realized that the primary impact was…
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