WinterCity in full tilt, beyond below zero temperatures. One day blurs to the next, with so many people streaming past the paintings.
Our docents are awesome! They spend so much time with everyone, and it's not easy - you can always see your breath in the tent. We set up in the info booth today, with those beautiful PBZ art books from the Turin installation. The whole day, I am so tired!

Last night, after ice skating on the square and over the rink painting, the winter show unfolded from the warmth & comfort my room at The Sheraton. Those are Kitonb acrobats making the puff on the left - from a giant crane!


We took some time off to have supper at a Winterlicious restaurant. Here's my maid of honor, 23 years later, and me, at Jump, where funny thing, we all remembered those years ago, just before Gord & I got married. Ain't she sweet, that Lisa?

Today Erik left for Montreal; we gathered for a coffee to say goodbye. I had tears in my eyes, 'cause we've been like family these past 2 months, and I'm gonna miss that kid.


Onwards and upwards, and not a moment's rest: Igor spent the day talking with Gord about Dubai, Moscow . . Aix en Provence? Gord was so fed up with the cold, he wouldn't even walk Igor through! So I did. Here he is, matching his yellow shirt with the paintings.
Emily surprised us, too, in the afternoon, looking everywhere for her 'Uncle Gord'. She's at the top there with her friend, Andrea.

And although we weren't set up to sell artwork here, a couple sought us out after seeing the prints in the rotunda - and bought Tui Tui.

Here's Hayley, back in California, missing us, but happy to be out of the cold. We're almost finished our work here. One more day!