Teaching ESL with a Madwoman

Oh no, I thought, Brenda’s here. The tell-tale perfume trail always gave it away.

Just the week before she’d cornered a colleague in the photocopy room.

“I got a yeast infection,” she’d said. “And it stinks.”

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Stigmata

I had a prof at SFU who often used to say: have a think on that.

A few years ago I painted a replica of Zurbarán’s Saint Francis in Meditation. The original is about three feet by six feet, but my version seen above is smaller at 22 inches by 28 inches.

During a trip to my Nana’s in the U.K. this spring, I paid a visit to the original painting where it hangs in the National Gallery.

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Whisper In My Ear

I made this painting a couple years back. It’s eight inches wide by ten inches tall. It hangs above my leopard print chaise longue.

I wanted it to capture sexual energy and a little bit of angst.

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