| The fun thing about the crack in the resin is that it resembles a crack in ice. I should have put a drawing of a hockey player in there as well. The flag will be on view at Peter Buckland Gallery in Saint John, NB starting August 3. |  flag Originally uploaded by Chris Lloyd. |
29 juillet 2004
Oh, Canada!
26 juillet 2004
Me and Paul
| So I was supposed to be finishing up some paintings today and of course I found a way to procrastinate. I hitchhiked to Ottawa and ran into my long-time pen-pal, Paul Martin, Prime Minister of Canada. Here is a photo of him gently cradling me. |  candpaul#2 Originally uploaded by Chris Lloyd. |
25 juillet 2004
From: chris lloyd
Date: Sun Jul 25, 2004 1:52:45 PM America/Montreal
To: pm@pm.gc.ca
Subject: Experts say Inuit lawsuit could cost Ottawa, revolutionize aboriginal law
Dear Paul,
Sorry I didn't write the other day. Things started piling up and I couldn't work it in. Spent most of Friday afternoon with Ed, waiting for Jess to arrive from Peterborough. We met her at the bus station and then she and Ed took off camping. Mohanad came over on Friday night and we had a great time, inventing "Top Ten" lists for the do's and don't's of dating. Went hunting for a special plate up and down the middle of Beaubien but couldn't find it; I think it is on ST. Zotique, and my memory is playing tricks on me. We stopped at Skyy for a beer. I don't think I will become a regular. Came home and watched Bad Santa.
Saturday I went cycling with Sarah R. and Jen, down to Parc Jean-Drapeau sur l'Île Notre-Dame (124,7226 hectare(s)). Stopped to admire The Habitat and took some photos. We also stopped at a yard sale and bought old-fashioned bathing caps (2 yellow and one pink, for $1.50, including a polaroid of us wearing them). It was nice to cycle rather aimlessly around in the sun. I found and stopped at Plasto on l'esperance but they were closed. The casting resin at Omar de Serres is a bit pricey for the amount; I'm sure I can get better selection and prices from an industrial source.
Last night I went to a party with Sarah R. that her new friend Marc (pronounced "Mars", so as not to confuse him with her previous boyfriend Mark) was throwing. It was in Westmount and he had to close off access to his backyard at midnight due to noise complaints. I think the police actually came by twice, but it wasn't a very loud party at all. There were never enough people to even fill up the apartment (which was huge and gorgeous, as were most of the people there—big jocks and tall super-modelish people. A bit of a freaky environment, actually. Some as dumb as posts, but others not so much. It was funny when one of the few petite femmes acted as bouncer and managed to calmly eject a half-dozen teenagers who had crashed the party). I had a fun time, and talked with lots of people, even with the only two french girls in the whole anglo-party. It was my turn to take care of Sarah R. (returning her favour of rescuing me from the Vatican a few months ago), and so at about 3:30 I piled her into a cab, and along the way we dropped off another girl (who claimed to have just had surgery to remove a lump in her breast the day before—can you attend a party and drink and smoke and dance until late the day after that sort of surgery??).
Today I'm feeling a little tender behind the eyes (which I attribute to all those vodka Kool-Aid®™ shooters Marc's roommate was perpetually serving up). But today is a major painting day, and I had best get cracking—the day is already half gone.
Oh, and Ed is back. The camping didn't work out; Jess is on her way back to Peterborough. The two pees in the pod didn't quite get along. He's off right now to retrieve my bike, which I left at Vendome Metro.
-chris
Date: Sun Jul 25, 2004 1:52:45 PM America/Montreal
To: pm@pm.gc.ca
Subject: Experts say Inuit lawsuit could cost Ottawa, revolutionize aboriginal law
Dear Paul,
Sorry I didn't write the other day. Things started piling up and I couldn't work it in. Spent most of Friday afternoon with Ed, waiting for Jess to arrive from Peterborough. We met her at the bus station and then she and Ed took off camping. Mohanad came over on Friday night and we had a great time, inventing "Top Ten" lists for the do's and don't's of dating. Went hunting for a special plate up and down the middle of Beaubien but couldn't find it; I think it is on ST. Zotique, and my memory is playing tricks on me. We stopped at Skyy for a beer. I don't think I will become a regular. Came home and watched Bad Santa.
Saturday I went cycling with Sarah R. and Jen, down to Parc Jean-Drapeau sur l'Île Notre-Dame (124,7226 hectare(s)). Stopped to admire The Habitat and took some photos. We also stopped at a yard sale and bought old-fashioned bathing caps (2 yellow and one pink, for $1.50, including a polaroid of us wearing them). It was nice to cycle rather aimlessly around in the sun. I found and stopped at Plasto on l'esperance but they were closed. The casting resin at Omar de Serres is a bit pricey for the amount; I'm sure I can get better selection and prices from an industrial source.
Last night I went to a party with Sarah R. that her new friend Marc (pronounced "Mars", so as not to confuse him with her previous boyfriend Mark) was throwing. It was in Westmount and he had to close off access to his backyard at midnight due to noise complaints. I think the police actually came by twice, but it wasn't a very loud party at all. There were never enough people to even fill up the apartment (which was huge and gorgeous, as were most of the people there—big jocks and tall super-modelish people. A bit of a freaky environment, actually. Some as dumb as posts, but others not so much. It was funny when one of the few petite femmes acted as bouncer and managed to calmly eject a half-dozen teenagers who had crashed the party). I had a fun time, and talked with lots of people, even with the only two french girls in the whole anglo-party. It was my turn to take care of Sarah R. (returning her favour of rescuing me from the Vatican a few months ago), and so at about 3:30 I piled her into a cab, and along the way we dropped off another girl (who claimed to have just had surgery to remove a lump in her breast the day before—can you attend a party and drink and smoke and dance until late the day after that sort of surgery??).
Today I'm feeling a little tender behind the eyes (which I attribute to all those vodka Kool-Aid®™ shooters Marc's roommate was perpetually serving up). But today is a major painting day, and I had best get cracking—the day is already half gone.
Oh, and Ed is back. The camping didn't work out; Jess is on her way back to Peterborough. The two pees in the pod didn't quite get along. He's off right now to retrieve my bike, which I left at Vendome Metro.
-chris
23 juillet 2004
From: chris lloyd
Date: Fri Jul 23, 2004 12:24:40 AM America/Montreal
To: pm@pm.gc.ca
Subject: Police charge acquaintance in death of Cecilia Zhang; parents 'crushed'
Dear Paul,
Hot! Hot! Hot! That was the weather in Montréal today. Those with heart or respiratory difficulties were advised to stay indoors. My apartment holds heat like an oven; indoors without AC on a day like today could cook a healthy person.
Fixed my bike up this morning, then wandered around with Ed, but became frustrated with the pace of shopping. We had a quick lunch at le Roi de Smoked Meat, then I cycled to Karen's house and continued the plastering on the ceilings in the living room and bathroom. Her dad had done all the prep and had plastic over everything. I'm going to pick some colours out for them, and paint next week.
Made lettuce soup (from a recipe, big surprise for me there! And I hardly deviated), which is actually much tastier than it sounds. Karen's grandmother had grown the lettuce in her community garden. I also cooked some fish on the barbeque.
Ed managed to spill a glass of water on my computer this afternoon, but it seems OK. Are my houseguests accident-prone when it comes to computers? Maybe it is the emotions; he is still quite upset about his Ex in NYC. All the relationship talk is making my head hurt, in part because it is making me think too hard and long about my own relationships. That often makes things seem more complicated than necessary. Interestingly enough, all the male houseguests that I have been having over lately (notably Courtney and now Ed) have had an interesting effect on the neighbours: they think I am gay!
I forgot to tell you about an interesting dream I had last week. I was climbing the stairs to a huge office building, and found a door that led outside. I had a wonderful view of a grand metropolis, sort of like the view you have from Montmartre overlooking Paris. Just outside the door was a huge ferris wheel, but when I looked down I realized that I was standing on a narrow plank leading away from the building to the center of the wheel. there were no handrails. I walked back to the building very, very carefully.
I called and booked a pickup from FedEx today, but they never showed. I was technically supposed to wait for them, to sign the packing slip, but I left all the required info on the package on the front step. I couldn't hang about the house for eight hours waiting for them. I'll get it done tomorrow, as I am planning on staying in the neighbourhood most of the day. Except to hunt for casting resin and some paint. And except to meet Ed's friend Jess at Berri-UQAM, as she is driving in from Peterborough. She told me on the phone that the recent flood wreaked havoc with the arts community, as many studios, galleries and production facilities were located in ground floor or basement spaces. She and Ed are going camping for the weekend. I think I need some time alone to sort things out, workwise, artwise and lifewise.
-chris
Date: Fri Jul 23, 2004 12:24:40 AM America/Montreal
To: pm@pm.gc.ca
Subject: Police charge acquaintance in death of Cecilia Zhang; parents 'crushed'
Dear Paul,
Hot! Hot! Hot! That was the weather in Montréal today. Those with heart or respiratory difficulties were advised to stay indoors. My apartment holds heat like an oven; indoors without AC on a day like today could cook a healthy person.
Fixed my bike up this morning, then wandered around with Ed, but became frustrated with the pace of shopping. We had a quick lunch at le Roi de Smoked Meat, then I cycled to Karen's house and continued the plastering on the ceilings in the living room and bathroom. Her dad had done all the prep and had plastic over everything. I'm going to pick some colours out for them, and paint next week.
Made lettuce soup (from a recipe, big surprise for me there! And I hardly deviated), which is actually much tastier than it sounds. Karen's grandmother had grown the lettuce in her community garden. I also cooked some fish on the barbeque.
Ed managed to spill a glass of water on my computer this afternoon, but it seems OK. Are my houseguests accident-prone when it comes to computers? Maybe it is the emotions; he is still quite upset about his Ex in NYC. All the relationship talk is making my head hurt, in part because it is making me think too hard and long about my own relationships. That often makes things seem more complicated than necessary. Interestingly enough, all the male houseguests that I have been having over lately (notably Courtney and now Ed) have had an interesting effect on the neighbours: they think I am gay!
I forgot to tell you about an interesting dream I had last week. I was climbing the stairs to a huge office building, and found a door that led outside. I had a wonderful view of a grand metropolis, sort of like the view you have from Montmartre overlooking Paris. Just outside the door was a huge ferris wheel, but when I looked down I realized that I was standing on a narrow plank leading away from the building to the center of the wheel. there were no handrails. I walked back to the building very, very carefully.
I called and booked a pickup from FedEx today, but they never showed. I was technically supposed to wait for them, to sign the packing slip, but I left all the required info on the package on the front step. I couldn't hang about the house for eight hours waiting for them. I'll get it done tomorrow, as I am planning on staying in the neighbourhood most of the day. Except to hunt for casting resin and some paint. And except to meet Ed's friend Jess at Berri-UQAM, as she is driving in from Peterborough. She told me on the phone that the recent flood wreaked havoc with the arts community, as many studios, galleries and production facilities were located in ground floor or basement spaces. She and Ed are going camping for the weekend. I think I need some time alone to sort things out, workwise, artwise and lifewise.
-chris
16 juillet 2004
From: chris lloyd
Date: Fri Jul 16, 2004 1:57:09 AM America/Montreal
To: paul martin
Cc: chrislloyd@videotron.ca
Subject: Peterborough, Ont. residents swim in streets in latest severe flooding
Dear Paul,
Well, I've finally learned that trying to hang off the
backs of trucks while riding a bicycle is not a good
idea. The extra burst of speed that might get you to
your destination a few minutes earlier can also
unbalance you, sending you to the pavement. The bike
is OK, I'm OK, and I learned my lesson. This happened
after spending some time at Karen's house yesterday,
inspecting the cement wall. Her dad loaded up the
extra couch they had planned to give me on top of his
car and drove it over to my apartment. It's much more
comfortable and nicer to look at than the other couch.
I rented and watched Turbulence de la fluides last
night, and the couch was so comfortable I almost fell
asleep.
Still no adaptor, but I took my computer with me to
Karen's house after class, and charged it up while I
repaired and plastered the ceiling in the bathroom and
kitchen. Her parents fed me again.
I just came in from visiting my neighbours downstairs.
Val is a painter and she and Rob were celebrating the
fact that she had finished a bunch of paintings and
had some framed for a gallery in Toronto. Had an
interesting discussion about art and real estate, and
bathroom caulking and acrylic paint, and cats,
veterinarians and cat insurance, and basement
foundations and upper floor balconies.
Anyway, I really must go to sleep now. I have my last
class in the morning, complete with tests and
homework, and then in the afternoon I am taking the
bus to Quebec City to meet Claudine. We are going to
go see Camping Sauvage, a and we're staying the night
with Marjorie and her boyfriend. We'll spend the rest
of the weekend in Baie-St-Paul.
-chris
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Date: Fri Jul 16, 2004 1:57:09 AM America/Montreal
To: paul martin
Cc: chrislloyd@videotron.ca
Subject: Peterborough, Ont. residents swim in streets in latest severe flooding
Dear Paul,
Well, I've finally learned that trying to hang off the
backs of trucks while riding a bicycle is not a good
idea. The extra burst of speed that might get you to
your destination a few minutes earlier can also
unbalance you, sending you to the pavement. The bike
is OK, I'm OK, and I learned my lesson. This happened
after spending some time at Karen's house yesterday,
inspecting the cement wall. Her dad loaded up the
extra couch they had planned to give me on top of his
car and drove it over to my apartment. It's much more
comfortable and nicer to look at than the other couch.
I rented and watched Turbulence de la fluides last
night, and the couch was so comfortable I almost fell
asleep.
Still no adaptor, but I took my computer with me to
Karen's house after class, and charged it up while I
repaired and plastered the ceiling in the bathroom and
kitchen. Her parents fed me again.
I just came in from visiting my neighbours downstairs.
Val is a painter and she and Rob were celebrating the
fact that she had finished a bunch of paintings and
had some framed for a gallery in Toronto. Had an
interesting discussion about art and real estate, and
bathroom caulking and acrylic paint, and cats,
veterinarians and cat insurance, and basement
foundations and upper floor balconies.
Anyway, I really must go to sleep now. I have my last
class in the morning, complete with tests and
homework, and then in the afternoon I am taking the
bus to Quebec City to meet Claudine. We are going to
go see Camping Sauvage, a and we're staying the night
with Marjorie and her boyfriend. We'll spend the rest
of the weekend in Baie-St-Paul.
-chris
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