Streetfront in Montreal

With colors edited to match my aunt's kitchen. Acrylic on canvas.

Attack of the Plaid!

I recently returned from a family trip to the mall. Every store was entirely filled with variations on this shirt:


It would appear that hipsterdom is obsessed with lumberjacks. I briefly poked into Hollister's and found that plaid was as thick inside as the atmospheric shadows and pretension.

The whole trip made me slightly ashamed of my pink plaid shirt. I'm working to shake off that shame by reminding myself that at least my shirt is comfy.