Archive for the ‘Wanderings’ Category
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Thanksgiving
I went apple picking at Cherry Lane farm with my friend Alicia for Thanksgiving. The weather was perfect for hanging out on a farm, though my outfit wasn’t. Here are a few shots:
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My August 29th
I don’t start classes until September 6th. Freedom from work + the majesty of my natural surroundings have left me very inspired. I spent my day getting my wrists acquainted with my new violin, reading about Shary Boyle, and walking through the woods.
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First week in Vancity
I’ve been a resident of Vancouver for a week, and am finally taking a day to rest and relax after seeing as much as I could. The week flew by, with art galleries on top of restaurants, on top of beaches, and settling in with Curran’s help. He flew out on the 19th to visit me, and flew back to ...
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Canada Day (2011)
Curran and I decided to do something entirely wholesome and low-key this Canada Day, so we took my Mom to Toronto Island to hike and watch the fireworks over the water. We walked for about eight hours around the city and the island before heading back home, where I sincerely missed the effect of the island air on my city ...
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The Scream Literary Festival
Upcoming event for the Scream Literary UnFestival: The Steel Bananas Art Collective will be meandering the streets of Toronto armed with a wagon, microphone, and camera, inviting passersby to take a moment to offer “Variations on a Scream” and/or improvisational poetry on the street. Each poet-for-a-moment will be photographed for a large piece to be presented to the Scream organizers, ...
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Toronto Soul
So much has happened in the last two weeks. The Strangers in Paris launch went swimmingly, my brother moved and settled in to his new job as an Associate Creative Director at Mullen, and my sister Trish got engaged! The pace of change in Toronto for this last summer of mine seems to be unprecedented. Or maybe I’m just noticing ...
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Summertime begins…
People I love in the city I love. A few shots from my summer wanderings thus far:
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Blonk
Last night Curran and I ventured out to the Toronto New School of Writing‘s evening with Dutch avant-garde composer and sound-poet Jaap Blonk. In the great hall of 918 Bathurst Culture, Arts, Media, and Education Centre, Blonk opened with Hugo Ball’s Seepferdchen und Flugfische, the poem I performed last year, which he performed ⎯ I must admit ⎯ better than ...
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Green College!
Ahh! After an application process just as long as my PhD application, wherein I had to send in my CV, three letters of reference, a statement of interest and involvement, and my academic transcripts, I got in to Green College! Don’t know what that is? Well, from their website: Green College is a graduate residential college at the University of ...
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Prima Facie
I found this text on the second floor of the MLCRC while waiting for the photocopier to warm up. In a large room with empty cubicles and forgotten furniture, there was an odd assortment of papers, abandoned awards, obsolete computers, and maps. I found this English/Russian text on the floor of an empty cubicle, stapled together and covered in dust. ...
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NYCARES
Is it terrible that I didn’t want to come back? The weather was fantastic for our whole trip, but the morning we left the NYC skies unleashed a downpour to usher us out. Pathetic fallacy? I think so.
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EDMONTON FOLK MUSIC FESTIVAL
Wow. When we decided to take SB on the road, and I booked my plane ticket to Edmonton, I really didn’t know the city would enthrall me as much as it did. Five days of art galleries, hippies, blues, bluegrass, world music, and partying with Curran, Patrick and Ted, followed by a couple of days camping in Jasper National Park ...
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my mom writes poetry / come up to my room @ the gladstone
Today has been great: I’m nearly done the first chapter of my thesis, I already handed off my intro for scrutiny, and I had a great meeting with Esscain, who tossed me a bunch of books he edited under the implosion imprint with Insomniac Press. Very fucking cool. I’m feeling really focused and on top of things, which is always ...
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twenty-ten, year of the bunny
smudges and notes from the bunny, a tambourine, strangers, lsd, rolos, lomo, funk, sparkle odysseys (ies?), wet sidewalks, escape, desk chairs, gin, glam, and so many promises to rake the leaves in 2010. oh, and you, you, you.
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NEVER LOVE UNCONDITIONALLY
Mercy is for pussies. Love is a dialectic that must be kept in balance. Stephen Dwoskin Dirty (1965)
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Pathologies
“Perhaps they meet, and sit, over a cup of that green tea they both so loved, without milk or sugar not even a squeeze of lemon — Meet and sit, now in the one dear place, now in the other, and sorrow together, and compare –” Ah! To think I thought it wasn’t all lies! Poor, poor, petty, poor…
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The Geography of the Body
the work of some sly delirium or the force of fantasy over drumming bodies? i can’t quite digest the innocuous morning, wide-eyed to my own small hands and more than an invention of image, you looking up unhinged recreating bodies in space to negotiate the real of their surfaces The player will show in this paragraph var s1 = new ...
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Whoa! Events!
Whoa! It’s been a while since I’ve sat down to pay attention to this fruity part of cyberspace. I’ve been exceedingly busy working on design for the Fall 2009 catalog for Tightrope Books, preparing GULCH for print, getting the Flying Walrus site designed, and starting the last year of my BA, during which I’m writing that thesis I like to ...
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A critique of Aarseth, Chats with Joel Plaskett & Lloyd Kaufman, Treats from a Taste of the Danforth and More!
... Aarseth set out, in his ballsy dissertation, to “describe any text according to their mode of traversal” (62), a very literal application of McLuhan’s musings on media, which explains his odd disconnect with the aspects of imagination that transcend media, that can live in story outside of the text, or game itself. This kind of jazz makes me a ...
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The Vagabond Trust!
After seeing Darrah Teitel and Kathleen Brown read at Scream, then meandering over to This Ain’t the Rosedale Library for their last reading, I resolved to join the Vagabond Trust – and alas, I have! I love sharing writing and talking to people about art. This should be a fun venture! I’ll make sure to post readings and updates for ...
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The SCREAM Literary Festival and what it’s like to watch your prof eat a book
I’ve only been able to fit two SCREAM events (and one offshoot) into my busy schedule this week, but the fare was definitely pretty badass this year. I haven’t yet decided how exactly I feel about the whole death of the book idea, but I figure I’ll have a better idea after I mull it over with some wine this ...
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NXNE: Indie Music Festival and Conference 2009
SB covered NXNE 09 – wasn’t so bad, there were a few redeeming bands like The Beauties, The Gertrudes, Fox Jaws, Jane’s party, Hopeful Monster… but the trash was really trashy. Check out the coverage on the SB blog and stay tuned for NXNE aftermath in the next issue of Steel Bananas.
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A response to Donna Harraway’s Cyborg Manifesto
HERE: http://www.steelbananas.com/theageofthecyborg.html
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You really should have told me you were into ritualistic behaviour before we started this.
I hate fighting about the same thing.
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TrashArt
“Some time ago, it occurred to me that the streets are as full of art as, say, thrift shops are full of great paintings” -Kenneth Goldsmith [Mailbox in Church Village] Inspired by Kenneth Goldsmith’s ongoing project in New York, I’ve been collecting bits and pieces of street art and lit from downtown Toronto. It’s fun to create an odd patchwork of ...
