Category: [I]
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the Camino walk
Clearing my home of all possessions was my Camino walk. A pilgrimage of a lifetime. Sorting, purging, sorting, purging, stumbling, holding, sorting, and purging. An endless cycle of releasing stuff. So much stuff carried to my back parking lot that T-boned the laneway. Endless trips of leaving for others what no longer possessed me as being…
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to be without authority
For my thesis in fine arts I made an installation in my studio. The piece was comprised of a fragile papier-mâché and wire couch. With the slightest current of air the couch would sway. It was placed against a wall that referenced a school blackboard from a time when teachers made children write lines. The…
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Breathing Space
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The Boss is My Saviour
The desire to find something or someone beyond ourselves to save us from an undesirable experience is as natural to humans as breathing. Life is bound by desire according to Buddhism, as well as anyone else that takes even a squinty-eyed glance at humans. The Boss became my saviour one pain-filled night, as I lay in…
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Dialogue on Dating: Playing Dolls
In my 20s my girlfriends and I were going to do a skit called Dialogue on Dating at a restaurant lounge. It was to be performed at a going away party for one of our international student friends. Somehow it never happened. We were young and always getting into little cat fights with one another, so failed…
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What happened to drug culture since my last acid trip?