One night I was sitting in my canoe on the edge of the lake, 55km/h winds and white caps breaking on the dark water. My second life jacket whipped in my hands as I placed it on the floor of the canoe to kneel on. I knew with one shove my boat would slide down […]
A few years ago I helped out with a campaign to rally votes for an SPCA-run animal shelter in the Northwest Territories. What happened was far beyond any of our wildest dreams – a community of less than twenty thousand people had over half a million votes and won $500 000 to construct a much-needed […]
One of the perks to visiting Nova Scotia is having the chance to work on a passion project that I’ve been thinking about for several years now. Marshall arrived last week, and we have been spending every waking moment filming, conceptualizing, and backing up cards for an archival documentary about my grand-père, James Aymar.
One night I was sitting in my canoe on the edge of the lake, 55km/h winds and white caps breaking on the dark water. My second life jacket whipped in my hands as I placed it on the floor of the canoe to kneel on. I knew with one shove my boat would slide down […]
A few years ago I helped out with a campaign to rally votes for an SPCA-run animal shelter in the Northwest Territories. What happened was far beyond any of our wildest dreams – a community of less than twenty thousand people had over half a million votes and won $500 000 to construct a much-needed […]
So it turns out that happiness doesn’t just come from within. Sometimes, it comes from giving your heart what it wants. And for me, what it wanted was a home, a place to come back to, close to the wilderness and simple.
I have spent the past few months in Nova Scotia, where life is simple, and where I can walk for hours every day in on a piece of land near my parent’s house and not come across a human soul. Spending so much time wandering this property, I fell in love with these few acres […]
One of the perks to visiting Nova Scotia is having the chance to work on a passion project that I’ve been thinking about for several years now. Marshall arrived last week, and we have been spending every waking moment filming, conceptualizing, and backing up cards for an archival documentary about my grand-père, James Aymar.
I didn’t tell a lot of people this, but after that last so-called tour, I wasn’t sure if I wanted to play music anymore.
