That is what this blog is all about – having more fun. Ironically, to do that I think that I need to get serious about the work I am making. Guy Maddin and Virginia Woolf are the masters of all this. Talking about themselves. Framing history as fiction and fiction as history. Being playful. They aren’t exactly proper fine artists, but then neither am I. The point is: my attempts at talking about myself through my art have been sort of half-hearted, and, even though I should be the expert, quite ill-informed. There is simultaneously an incredible bravery and a very light touch in their work. In the words of another great autobiographer, Antoine de Saint-Exupéry, “the most important things are invisible to the eyes”. The key is omission. That didn’t make much sense, but it’s sort of appropriate. I see artists who deal in personal history as code talkers. They take the same material that everyone else gets, and through strategic omission and implication they give the viewer the impression that they are a code breaker. I hope that by studying the codes of Maddin and Woolf in this blog, I can become a better code talker myself.