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Unlocking Creativity With Drawhoorah : Our Fun Drawing Lessons for Kids that Parents Can Love

Drawing is more than just a pastime; it's an adventure into creativity and self-expression. For kids, drawing can be an exciting...

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Aug 114 min read

Even great artists don’t hit the mark every time. But what makes good art good and bad art bad? Believe me, this is a topic I know about. Read my blog to find out.

https://www.drawhoorah.com/blog When I was 13 I wanted to be a writer. I was going to be like one of the Bronte sisters and pen out a novel or a set of deeply romantic poems or sonnets and change literature forever. “That’s so ambitious!” my first boss exclaimed, “But today I need you to take out the trash and clean off the tables.” Other people thought it was cute or maybe even a bit stupid. My Dad laughed “If you want to do that you’ll need to find a ric

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6 days ago4 min read

As Christmas approaches it’s a time for joy and togetherness but it’s also a time to remember who you have lost. How do artists bring hope, healing and resilience? Candy Chang had an idea. Read my bl

We were all standing in the mud. My runners were sinking in deep and cold, dirty water was rising up inside, soaking my socks. I should have worn my trekking sandals. My ever prepared Scout brother would have been laughing at my stupid choice of footwear. He lived in trekking sandals. But my trail guide wasn’t here anymore. Just five of us, standing on a muddy beach of a small lake, thinking about him, spreading his ashes from a Sports Pal canoe, one that my Dad had been

drawhoorah

Dec 34 min read

As People head home for the holidays, artists are asking what and where is home? What is it to you? Read my blog to find out.

I was tired. I had slept on the floor in a corner of a Greyhound bus depot with my head in my knees waiting for my connection. I slugged back a coffee from the hissing, vending machine to have enough energy to climb the steep bus steps. The bus was full but dark and sleepy as the last Winnipeg lights whipped by through the window. Gradually, the lights stopped as we hit the open Canadian prairie and the bus windows went black. The only sounds were the hum of the bus and the o

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Nov 124 min read

Who was Jamie Reid? Why do we need another Punk Rock movement more than ever before? Read my blog to find out.

Back in the early 1990’s, when the world was much more do-it-yourself, I used to put on my raggedy vintage clothes, safety pins and my docs and jump on the ferry to Vancouver to meet up with my post punk friends on Granville Street in Vancouver. We would wander in and out of the small clubs and music venues to watch the garage bands trying to make it big before all the property developers could flip the whole area into condos. After seeing the Evaporators or the Cramps or som

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Oct 304 min read

What do pencil crayons and the community of Qamani’tuaq have in common? The answer is Jesse Oonark and William Noah.

Pencil crayons. The hard, waxy, scribbly scholastic tool in pastel colours for colouring maps, graphs and event posters. They were a memory aid and a way to keep organised. Drawing with pencil crayons required elbow grease to deepen the tone and this usually risked in shredding the whole page. They were difficult to control and usually ended up at the bottom of my tool kit covered in vine charcoal dust. This is why my brain did back flips when I saw “Skeletoned Caribou” a dra

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Oct 163 min read