and then there were three...

The path to Atilla took us on a winding camino through Canada. Laci and I talked a lot about the Atilla of our imaginations and wondered when two would become three.

We summoned the auroras, made our wish,...

...and what we imagined came to us. 

Waiting for baba seemed like an eternity. Then, ten days early, as if to heed the impatient tapping of mummy's toes, little Ati became his own.

And then there were three. 

love for every season: spring

 Teresa & Paulo

love for every season: winter

Anthony & Mahasta

love for every season: fall

Pete & Jaclyn

A Roadmap for Tara

...for there is nothing in a caterpillar that tells you it's going to be a butterfly.  ~Buckminster Fuller

Lorne & Hazel

Lorne and Hazel are two of Baker Street's finest gems. That's saying a great deal considering Baker Street is home to a number of exceptional folks - This mid century lane is lined with artists, activists and innovators. If you ever move onto the south end of the street you will surely get a visit from these loving neighbours whose home is teeming with the creative energy and whose doors are always open to visitors.

Just as one is not born but becomes a woman, one is not born but becomes an artist. Lorne and Hazel are artists who have emerged from their own lives with wisdom and light that only art could hope to capture. And their art comes in endless shapes and sizes. 

Lorne is a deep well of innovation, creativity and fearlessness. There is nothing he will not tackle. He's carved a staircase, rebuilt a grandfather clock, painted the landscapes of a morphing Stouffville, engineered his own telescope, written poetry... there is no end to his list of creative work. If you want to see one of Lorne's more recent creations, Sleepy Hollow Golf Course is adorned with a bridge designed and built by Lorne's hands with local stones. 

A visit to their home also reveals Hazel's gifts as an artist. As a writer, weaver, gardener, scrapbooker Hazel shares her passion for celebrating life and expressing the awe and depth of our existence. She writes from a place of humble joyfulness for the full life she has lived thus far. If you hang out around main street you've witnessed Hazel weaving in and out of shops spreading hugs and her particular brand of good cheer.

Lorne and Hazel are simply inspiring. They laugh. They give. They create. They nap in the afternoon and then wake up and do it all again. They are tireless.

Local artist Paul Plett celebrated Lorne's work in a documentary a couple years ago that captured the profound passion Lorne and Hazel both possess for creating, being creative and making sense of life and god as two people who have truly lived many lives. 

Many of their greatest gifts however are invisible but here are a few you can see. 

Laci's Metapmorphosis

They say there is an artist in all of us. Laci's inner artist manifests itself in a number of unexpected ways. Recently, he has taken to the art of canoe restoration. We found two free canoes that we could either pay to dump or bring to life. Laci has never been in a canoe before, but this didn't stop him from learning how to raise one from the dead.

So he scrubbed and sanded, scrubbed and sanded...

...fiberglass and epoxied, scrubbed and sanded.

Every now and then he took a break for coffee and chill time with Gypsy.

Three days passed...

And Laci's metamorphosis was complete. 

Meet Ruby.

Laci decided to try to sell Ruby. It took all of two hours for the calls to come pouring in. Before he even had a chance to give her a paddle, Ruby was strapped to a roof and driven away. 

It was obvious that Laci was feeling a little bit of seller's remorse. After twelve long hours, his inner artist grew restless... 

Meet Ruby's much older sister. She doesn't look like a gem yet, but I think she's in good hands ;)

Laci's metamorphosis inspired me to imagine Ruby floating down a Group of Seven river somewhere in Algonquin. Maybe in the same way that money makes money, art makes art.