Bob Wiseman

There is a student who often I have sensed carries some pain. I see it in her face since and in her recent album presentation she nonchalantly added it was […]

I planned some films for the new censorship course I teach in the fall. I have to refresh myself and watch some of them again. There are remarkable elements I […]

The scheduled art show was canceled because the artist had some works being printed and they were delayed and yada yada Jen came to the rescue which was nice. Her […]

Joyce Carol Oates blows me away. So did the guy doing the light show at José Contreras’s show at the Tranzac last night using all those old lighting contraptions I […]

Working away at my French. I still am horrible but at least can say I am horrible in more ways than ever. There is this thing about French that is […]

The album presentation last week was She’s So Unusual by Cyndi Lauper. I found myself drifting off into memories of Mimi and her restaurant on Bathurst. Cyndi Lauper’s energy reminded […]

Teaching a new course in the fall about censorship. These are some of the first thoughts about films and books I am thinking about using: Lenny, Mocking Socrates, Planet of […]

Taking care of my mother-in-law’s cat for the month while she is in France. She erratically howls in the night, wanting something but I don’t know what it is. She […]

Alone in a room, the target is entered differently than when there is an audience present even just one person and the experience changes. Something about the energy of others, […]