In Trinity Bellwoods Park.

While waiting for Becky to play tennis.

Here's the card I designed for my friend Becky.
Her only requirement, beyond the practical (her name, contact info, etc..) was that I include a typewriter.

Scrimshaw. Reference for a little project I'm working on.

American photographer Helen Levitt died last Sunday at age 95.
I was surprised how this affected me, considering I've only been familiar with her work for a couple years, let alone had a more palpable connection. It feels like the end of an era, like the last of those kids she photographed has grown up.
As a small tribute, here's my mom at age 4.