“And this is one of the mysteries, that the mind can speak, and knows nothing, and the heart knows everything, and cannot speak.” Osho There is short video of a few moments of an installation entitled, The Artist is Present, by performance artist Marina...
Great Uncle Ben drove his shiny Cadillac all the way from El Paso to Montreal. He brought his new camera to take pictures of our family. Nana says he’s a hero but he doesn’t look like one – he’s kind of old and bald. My sister’s eleven and...
Canada Writes is currently hosting a competition called Bloodlines, judged by Lawrence Hill, where writers are invited to share stories/lore/anecdotes from their family archives. I thought immediately about the Wild West stories my grandmother told, but could only...
Warning: this blog post is a bit of a ramble. It’s been a while since I posted, so many of the notions bouncing around in my head have found their place here, however tangentially connected. There are times when I literally ache for a stretch of days in which to...
