Many moons ago there was a photography exhibit at the Saw Gallery in which women posed with their bodies. So simple, and not so simple. We are our bodies. We own them. Yet these photos represented several disjointed and faceless parts of women’s bodies: hands, feet, squished bo0bs and bellies. Were they body parts the […]
.. is to dump it in a bucket with a some bleach and warm water. It was a last-ditch effort to remove yellowed sweat stains. Sorry to be talking about armpits and stains, but there you have it. I am mortal. I perspire. Anyway, yes. Two t-shirts survived, and one turned from baby blue to […]
I went to my mom’s on Sunday. Her place is a solid 2.5 hour drive from here. I left at around 8:00, and when I hit the Queensway I realized there were a couple things I had forgotten to bring with me. Namely, a pot of blooming hyacinths I had bought as an Easter gift. […]