Erin is either trying to avoid the picture or demonstrating how her hand discorporates.

Malek is thinking. Erin is playing pool.

Samantha Abdallah's exhibit.

Samantha Abdallah and one of her prints. I will have to ask the name of this print also.

Erin Cunningham and one of her pieces. I will have to ask if it has a name.

Erin Cunningham's exhibit.

This is Sam and her press.

The pink phalenopsis has finished flowering. Though there is a new spike.

Toby would like to play.

Dolce was trying to paint a few days before my visit to Montreal. The blue paint on her chest hasn't washed out yet.

Toby is killing a small, vicious textile.

The cats are enjoying the novelty of open windows. Riffy is very attentive to a nearby bird which he can now hear better - and probably smell too.

The same tunnel in Detroit (with Roel or Jeff) on our sad journey home. Thunder and lightning, in a soothing style, accompany our moving sidewalk ride.

Two fun guys, Roel and Andrew, on our last night in warm Fort Lauderdale.

These trees are meant to prove that I was in a warm place (Fort Lauderdale).

This is my friend Connor trying to scare you. Taken in Fort Lauderdale at the end of the SIGCHI conference.

There was a rather striking fountain as you enter terminal A of the Detroit airport. While my fellow travelers found loos I took this picture. Notice the blizzard that Fort Lauderdale promises to free us from. I was not dissapointed.

Roel in the tunnel joining terminals B and C to the gigantic terminal A at the Detroit airport are very atmospheric and soothing. On the way out it was sorta trance-like abstract. On the way back it was mimicking a thunder storm (but in a soothing way).

These are some of the people I work with (Jeff, Connor, Roel). Really. This picture was taken after the first leg of our journey to CHI2003 in Fort Lauderdale. We woke up at 3am to drive to Ottawa, and here we are waiting for the plane - finding ways to amuse ourselves.