Monday, October 10, 2011

Paragone: an 18th century Italian debate of poetry vs. painting.

I've piqued your interest, haven't I?

Don't leave yet!  I promise it gets better!

Paragone was a course, the best course, I took in my 3rd year in Visual Arts at University of Western Ontario.  Each week, we would compare a great writer and and great artist from the same period and debate which was more powerful.  I can't remember my prof's name, but he was the most eccentric, most passionate, most intelligent, free thinking individual I had met up until that point in my life.

I was thinking about this today because I was having so much trouble this weekend expressing in words all that I want to say.  You see, this weekend is pretty special; it is both Yom Kippur, the Jewish day of atonement & new beginnings, and the Canadian Thanksgiving, a day when we stuff our families with pie & turkey to show them how thankful we are.

I thought a lot about both of these things and decided that apologizing and praying and saying "thanks" are just words.  If I really, really mean what I feel, then I need to show it.

In other words, actions speak louder than words (haven't I heard that somewhere before?).

And, since there are just so many things running through my head that I am sorry for or thankful for or praying for, I guess, for today, so are pictures.

The three loves of my life.  

The 1/2 glass of red wine that I have on Friday nights.  

Chocky's pyjamas & all the memories they evoke.

Not just organic raspberries but the patience it took to pick them.


The freedom to practice religion and the peace and comfort it brings.

$5 massages

I got to do this!

My tomatoes

My daughter being like me, only better.

These legs at 37…thanks, mom.
The perfection and wonder of math in nature

Perfect moments of Heaven meeting Earth


The luck of being born in Canada and the privilege of living here.

That there are people out there using technology to return our plant to a better place

The beauty of complementary colours

The love of reading

Goodness exists in children


My Mommy, my queen


Barbara Kinglover & Dr. Saibil telling me its ok to eat ribs 
My husband for getting this shot.  How is it fair that a lawyer is a better photographer than a Visual Arts graduate?

My Daddy
My other Daddy (the one in white)

Love when no one's looking

What happens when we work together

Maya's self-esteem


 What are you thankful for?


  1. I found this through that sassy Chicky Mara!
    Last week,around the dinner table,we were pep-talking my shy 7th grader into attending his first dance. My husband suddenly pushed away from the table and busted out his moonwalk. I matched it with a mean running man. And, because we choose our dinner guests wisely, our friend joined in with the sprinker move! Soon, all four of our kiddos were in on the dance party around the dinner table.
    These are the moments I am most grateful for.
    Kerry at housetalkn.blogspot.com

  2. Thank you for taking the time to respond. It really is the moments like the one you described that make you realize that everything is just as it should be. I hope you have a wonderful day.

  3. Your best yet. I'm serious. :)
    Happy Thanksgiving. <3

  4. Lovely post! Hope you had a good Thanksgiving and Yom Kippur!

  5. what a great post! very much enjoyed this.

    sounds like a quite an interesting class as well....