hi.
Thursday, June 23

The problem with having a blog on your portfolio site is that I'm constantly directing potential employers towards it, and therefore feel very limited in what I can talk about.

Of Late
Tuesday, November 9

This just goes to show you what happens when you spend all your time working, and playing in 5 bands, and doing some art shows, and playing on two hockey teams - you forget to blog. But what would be the point of blogging when nothing ever happens except for working all the time, playing in 5 bands and 2 hockey teams and doing some art shows? I could sit and write about how I'm working or drawing or practicing or writing or working but it would be very, very boring, trust me.
Although, now that I have been chastised by several of my girlfriends about how much I talk about hockey (obviously by the non-hockey playing ones), blogging is a way for me to talk to myself about it, since god knows I am very interested in everything that happens to me. So let me say that on this team I am the worst defenceman and my partner is the leading scorer, and that this team has just been moved up, thereby missing the last game where we were warned violence would probably occur, and tomorrow is our first game against new teams and that's all I can think about...........

Should I
Monday, June 17

Sometimes I sit in front of a computer screen and I think, should I write about that? Or that? or that? Like, should I say that being the captain of a team with 16 women sometimes poses its challenges, or that playing defence is almost exactly the same as being the bass player, or that I made this Angel logo for a client and I'm pretty proud of it even though she rejected it, or that I got to do an illustration for a WestEnder cover, but since it's about rain they're going to wait for it to rain before they run it and I'm actually fearful it's never going to, or that I took a puck in the chest last night and somewhere down the line that could lead to a cancer scare, or that I have two art shows and three gigs coming up in the space of about two weeks, or that I haven't written a song in about 2 months, or that my dog ate a weird bone and vomited all over Veda's backyard, or that I'm a little blue these days for reasons I can't quite put my finger on, or that one of The Nurses that I have been playing against for the past two years has joined us for the summer and I have a crush on her because she's such a good player and so nice, too, or that half of my posters have already been stolen out of the Railway, or that I was witness to a heartbreaking breakup, or that since my regular defence partner has been away on maternity leave I don't get to practice holding the blue line with her anymore, so not only is there the indignity of missing her, but I have to suck in the offensive end too, or that maybe I shouldn't write anything at all?
Nah.

Ouch
Sunday, May 16

I'm -13 over 3 games this week which is a pretty good indicator of how my season is going so far. Last night's game with the Eh's was against a team that has beaten us every time, and still felt the need to call in two AAA spares (there's only one division higher than that, and that's the National Women's Hockey League, from which players for our Olympic team are gleaned). Am I the only one that thinks this shows a lack of sportsmanship? In spite of being on the ice for 4 out of 6 goals (one of them being a pk and I had to play the entire 2 minutes as we were left with only 3 D) I still think I had a pretty good game. So there.

I did manage, with the kind of grace that only I can muster, to impale myself on my stick fighting it out along the boards, and hard enough to snap the blade of my brand new Sherwood Jr. Today I have a lovely red Saturn ring around my belly button, and since they seem so entirely confused at my local Canadian Tire, I'm gonna try and get them to replace the stick.

We Win the Plaque! We Win the Plaque!
Thursday, April 29

All I really wanted tonight was the game to end, so that I wouldn't be on the ice when 2 goals were scored against us with one minute left in the game, like in game 2 of our playoffs. It used to be the feeling I would get before I went on stage, so nervous that I wondered, why do I put myself through this? Twice this season we lost to our opponents with less than a minute left to play, so it was only when I looked up and saw 2.7 seconds left on the clock did I finally let myself believe we'd won the game.

Now that's it's over, I can think more fondly of the whole evening, which included some beautiful moments of physical comedy (falling over your own teammate), outstanding goaltending (one goal over the last two games - that's 41 shots on net, people!), a chance to get back at the team that trounced us horribly in our first ever game, winning back our number one spot after our christmas slump, and going from last place last year, to first!

I gotta tell ya, though, that I'm pretty disappointed with the cheapo plaque these guys gave us...I mean, COME ON! Are we supposed to skate around the rink after our winning game waving a 6 inch square PLASTIC plaque with Labatt's Blue written on it, over our heads? How the hell are we supposed to drink from it??? I'm surprised that they don't want us to return it next year. Honestly though, they would probably save money by buying one trophy per division than a plaque and 16 glass mugs every year. Oh well. The winning's not in the bauble....

Saturday, April 24

Oh lordy it's been a long time. I've just returned from game 5 of our playoffs and it's 11:27 p.m. and I'm going to be up for another 3 or 4 hours. Isn't it just the greatest thing when you get the maximum number of games out of your season? Wednesday's is the final game and we're playing for the title, so I invite you all to come on down to Burnaby 8 rinks (Gold A) at 7:45 p.m., have a nice little b.l.t. sandwich and a beer and cheer for the olive green team.

I've played hockey 6 times this week, which must be an all-time record, and truly, I'm a citizen of this country when I have to take a couple of painkillers just to get on the ice. Because I can't get enough of it, I started playing with these gals too, although of all the possible strangest things they've made me a FORWARD and now I have to fight every instinct in me to chase the puck in our own end!

love,

Annie

p.s. I know you're all dying of curiosity, so I won't keep you in suspense! Yes, sold the painting! But not the next two!! oh well.....

Tuesday, March 23

Stay with me friends, while I do a little experiment in selling a painting on ebay. 7 days to go!

I'm working on some illustrations for Ricepaper, and I'd like to share this sketch with you:

My "sketches", done in a vector illustration program, look very unsketchlike. Heck, it would take me a lot longer if I did it on paper, not to mention all the energy you have to put into erasing.