I spent the first 13 years of my life in Ontario, born and raised just outside of Toronto in a suburb called Scarborough. We lived in a neighbourhood colloquially referred to as "Chine" (due to its location on Chine Drive and possession of an elementary school with the same name). Chine was weaved and warped within Bluffers Park, a large forest that included the beautiful Scarborough bluffs. Many days of my young life took place between the steep hills of this park.
When i wasn't running through the ravines after school I spent weekends, Christmases and summers at my grandparent's cottage on Cameron Lake about 2 hrs north of Toronto. (Huron-Wendat, Anisjnabek, Mississaugas of the Credit and Haudenosaunee territories). With popular activities being Driftwood art, backcountry sculpture, tree house construction, and pudding fights... nothing was off limits at the cottage. this is where my values of spending time with nature, family, working with my hands, getting dirty, and caring for the people and place around me were formed.
Looking back, I have spent much of my life making countless transitions between the wild, natural, unconstructed experiences of being in nature and the ritualistic, communal, structured experiences of life as a modern human. This has inevitably made it into my design practice. questions of our duties to our home, its other inhabitants, and our duties to ourselves are frequently ruminating.
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