Monthly Archives: August 2011

Drift My Way. I have a bit of a history with driftwood…I have spoken about my late paternal Grandmother in the past, as I inherited some sweet pieces from her, like my favourite hobby cupboard. Well I am bringing her up again. What is hilarious about her is that people use to stare at her home interior with wide eyes – it was something straight out of 1960. Pepto-Bismol pink walls, 1950′s robins egg blue kitchen cabinets, kitchen tins circa 1950 and a wicked ass collection of vintage bits and bobs. Another love of my Gramma’s? Driftwood. Uhuh. Driftwood. She would carefully select a sacred, perfectly formed piece of driftwood to bring home to the city with her each year after her annual pilgrimage to various Ontario provincial parks (Algonquin Park mostly). She would analyze each nook and cranny of the piece of wood and decide if it looked like an animal or bird. From there she would vanish or stain it and place it in some key location in the house. Continue reading →