Maxim of the Week

Agnes never forgave her husband for insisting that they go hang gliding on their honeymoon.

Maxim:

Look before you leap.

Maxim of the Week

Frankie, the retired clown, still liked to make people laugh by unicycling around the neighbourhood with his faithful dog, Johnnie.

Maxim:

There's no fool like an old fool.

Easter Bunny Maxim of the Week

Sheryl decided that as there were no bunny tails left in the costume department she would have to make do with a squirrel tail.

Maxim:
You can't make a silk purse from a sow's ear.

Pandora's Cupboard

Last weekend I made the mistake of opening up the cupboard doors to my main fabric stash with the intention of cleaning it out, letting go of pieces that had been lingering for years (yes, years), releasing old ideas for projects that will never come to be. What happened? I unleashed a whole new horde of possibilities for it all. I think I need an intervention here! Moral?--artists should never clean up! Or they should have bag ladies for friends to cart it all away.

Maxim of the Week

One of Bonnie's favourite parts about being a receptionist at the Gallery Chi-Chi was dressing up and serving refreshments on opening nights.

Maxim:

Pride cometh before a fall.