humble teachers
In a recent lecture, the teacher in my class explained in order to be teachers you must be humble. Will I fail the class if I say that acting (which […]
to be not or not to be
My favourite space in the world is between waking up and remembering whether what I dreamt is true or not because until I get there, reality is absolutely not what […]
the girl from cornwall
Chrissie worked a few years as a bartender at the Tranzac and her musical taste was more unusual than other people working here. African or electronic and very adventurous songs […]
mulchie
One day in the gymnasium after dodge ball, the grade three class noticed the upright piano had not yet been wheeled back to the locked closet, so small Ari Muchnik […]
your taxes and albert ayler
Reading Red Harvest by Anne Applebaum about the famines brought about by Stalin in the Ukraine and the details of madness, corruption and ignorance are killing me to process and […]
january end
couldn’t sleep, arthritis doing it’s job. so it goes. i did get new waterproof boots and it’s awesome to be fearless in the muddy sections of high park. made beans […]
acid eyes
My favourite class since returning to school four years ago, was a course called Art in Crisis probably, because I learned about artists I didn’t previously know about from Iran, […]
holding their rulers without a heart
Sometimes I intentionally get stuck in the joyful loop of Come In From The Cold by that Mitchell woman. I’m at the same time surprised the world never celebrated it […]
doo be doobie doo
I asked the young woman with many black and white tattoos on her forearms about the Louis Armstrong music playing as she made an excellent oat milk chai latté. She […]
joe pablo
In my songwriting class two students were discussing a song which turned into another discussion altogether, about people they despised. Then, they wanted my opinion about writing hate songs which […]