I'm not going to write about the Israeli attack on the aid flotilla because I don't want to turn this space into a mini-warzone. Suffice it to say that I am deeply sad today. And heading out to draw. I refuse to allow the brutality of the world to suffocate my own soul.
And as for breathing: like thousands of other Montrealers, we woke in the night to the smell of smoke, blown into the city from the forest fires raging over thousands of hectares to the north, and today a smog alert has been declared as far south as Boston. So many of the earth's living things struggling for the basic elements they need in order to live... may we all come to our senses while we still have them.