Opening the door

Tonight my door is open and there is a giant bouquet of pussy willows in the lobby downstairs. It’s not spring here yet, but compared to Montreal, it’s spring-like and has been since my arrival. I sent my hat and scarf home with Paul and I’ll happily send my coat off with whoever comes next.

I started work today -the beginning drawings of a storyboard for a video animation – my first with paper taking the leading role! I am beginning to feel like I am here.