but yet again, i daydream over my coffee and time flakes up and flies away, and i dash out the door with my small black wheely case heavy as fuck (full of what? nothing!), and my daypack stuffed with books and snacks. bump bump bump bump bump down the stairs. and thus i am out …
The mobile technology
i am digging the mobile technology. mesmerized by the subtle elemental equations. The weight, the colour, the materials, shape and motion. the kitchen mobile was bicycle spokes and red embroidery thread, small arborite counter sample tiles in oak panel and leather and high-gloss black, terracotta and luscious deep red. And tiny wooden clothespins. And best …
Waxing & waning
Once I was in the waxing phase, and then I was full. I was getting it all together. I had many plump nouns to prop up my name. Graphic Designer, Business Owner, Community Organizer, Lover and Sister and Daughter and Partner, Founder and Spokesperson of this and that and the other thing too. The tide …
My body my breath
pockets of space where once was constriction. there is space inside for all the imperfections within. the sadness and frustration and envy and loneliness, the anger and jealousy and lust. sometimes a whole whack of them, all in a row. i feel them sharply and deeply, draw them fully in – as much as i …
My life in Surrey
I remember when I first heard about the massive highway-expansion project called Gateway, five years back. My immediate reaction was physical, a hot blush of outrage, like in the cartoons when the red flag is waved in front of the bull. I sputtered – “that’s…not…happening!” And i knew then and there that i could not …