Yearly Archives: 2017

The grass grows tall in the fields beyond the coolie of water my Grandma used to drink from. It has been twenty years since I was last in Moose Jaw Saskatchewan with her. We were here together for a family reunion then, but this is the first time I’ve seen where she grew up. The homestead […]

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Every peak is a crater. This is the law of volcanoes,
making them eternally and visibly female.
No height without depth, without a burning core,
though our straw soles shred on the hardened lava.
I want to travel with you to every sacred mountain
smoking within like the sibyl stooped over her tripod,
I want to reach for your hand as we scale the path,
to feel you arteries glowing in my clasp,
never failing to note the small, jewel-like flower
unfamiliar to us, nameless till we rename her,
that clings to the slowly altering rock—
that detail outside ourselves that brings us to ourselves,
was here before us, knew we would come, and sees beyond us.
-Arienne Rich

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The waves broke and spread their waters swiftly over the shore. One after another they massed themselves and fell; the spray tossed itself back with the energy of their fall. The waves were steeped deep-blue save for a pattern of diamond-pointed light on their backs which rippled as the backs of great horses ripple with muscles as they move. The waves fell; withdrew and fell again, like the great thud of hearts.
Virginia Woolf, The Waves

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Last month Rachel Pick and I hosted an event we called The Vancouver Print Party. It was an under-the-radar kind of evening based on an idea to build community as Vancouver photographers. It was a way for us to take our work, and connections – so often in the digital sphere and make them tangible. We invited […]

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