How does your (rain) garden grow? A mosaic about really green infrastructure
You might recall that climate change is going to mess with precipitation trends (I made a mosaic about it a while back) and, as a result, some areas…
Author: Julie Sperling
An ode to champions, cheerleaders, and enablers
This blog post has been sitting in my drafts folder for years, just a kernel of an idea and a title. But now, with R recovering from surgery,…
These boots: A personal mosaic geography of life on foot in Ottawa
I have gone the vast majority—we’re talking 98% majority—of my life without owning a car. I loved our car-free lifestyle, and it was a bit of a source…
Third time’s the charm: Finding my place in the SAMA community
Each time I go to SAMA (the annual gathering of the mosaic tribe, for you non-mosaic readers), it gets a bit easier. The first year I just soaked…
Right-size your life, reduce your climate footprint: A mosaic about how size matters
Once upon a time, I made a mosaic about the idea of having “enough” as part of my Fiddling While Rome Burns climate change series. I decided I…
You emit what you eat: A mosaic about food choices and climate change
This is not a mosaic about cow farts. I mean, sure, that’s part of it, but the greenhouse gas (GHG) emissions that result from our food choices are…
Powering change: Energy production and consumption as seen through mosaic
Energy is, in large part, what got us into this climate change mess in the first place. The burning of fossil fuels like coal, natural gas, and oil…
Art, engagement, action: Connecting with the community, creating change
I am beyond thrilled to finally be able to tell you that I have been selected as the City of Kitchener’s Artist in Residence for 2017 (media release…
My new workshop: A space full of love, history, and good energy
I made my first mosaic crouched on my brother’s old twin bed in his childhood room after he’d gone off to culinary school. My next few mosaics were…
An (im)permanent goodbye to Ottawa
I’ve lived in Ottawa for nearly ten years. I came for work—government, obviously—and am now leaving for work (albeit R’s, not mine). We didn’t think we’d be in…
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