Carson and Grief
Is it really true? Did I last post here on October 19th? Almost a month ago? By then, I had finished Anne Carson’s Nox, a moving, puzzling, challenging, and powerful work — which I suppose…
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Mini Getaway and some MaterPride
My son’s convocation from University of Victoria was last Thursday, and we were there to watch him walk across the stage, kneel before the Chancellor, re-place his hat in that ages-old academic ritual. Very moving,…
View PostStreet Scenes, Open Doors, Paris
Paris: blocks away from the whimsical graffiti I featured inmy weekend post is this much more aggressive array, reflecting an area (in the 20th) where gentrification is displacing what seems to have been housing more…
View PostVisible Indeed! Falling for Red. . .
When I first saw this sweater in my local favourite boutique, I was instantly attracted to it, but walked away knowing it wasn’t entirely practical. By the time it’s cold enough outside to wear it,…
View PostBouleversante, Paris Memories . .
I’m using my extra hour today (such a gift! will almost make up for having to come home in total darkness after work this week) to mark papers. Thus, not only have I little of…
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