Dreams of other cities.
A meal, simple, green. Different eyeglasses looking at each other. Long woolen ensconced bodies, lean and moving. I had just read about theories of walking, which indicated that walking was a way to...
View ArticleCigarette Smoke.
I stared at the old, painted walls of the bar that he took me to first. I wondered how many cigarettes it would have took to patina them to this piss colored yellow. He drew a map of Brussels in my...
View ArticleStrange hair and Mercy.
The other day I woke up and cut my hair this way. Coat by Mercy circa 2002 bought at Georgie Bolesworth when it was around. Whole line made from a bolt of vintage Harris tweed.
View ArticleVintage collection (re) visited.
Vintage 1940's car jacket in black and metallic. Brass and turquoise grecian necklace. Vintage silk kimono.
View ArticleMemories of Windsor.
As my writing and research take me back to Windsor and Detroit more frequently, I remember. All of the reasons I love the people that make my memories of these places. Here are some. There are so many...
View ArticleLatest Open Book: Toronto Musings.
http://www.openbooktoronto.com/mfa_culture_creative_writing_and_zolfs_tolerance_projectSome thoughts on MFA's and creative writing.
View ArticleBorders.
The river fractures a city grid. Calls them two countries. I have this river running under my ground - a wet map strung through every story I tell. It comes to the surface when watched, when prodded....
View ArticleDETROIT: Mortuary Sciences Building WSU.
MORTUARY SCIENCES. The sign blinks out to me from my very DNA. I think of my childhood, one filled with wheelchair races down the service ramp to the embalming room, the smell of orchids, the funeral...
View ArticleLEMON HOUND: A few more questions regarding women, reviewing an...
Wicked. Very good. Necessary.LEMON HOUND: A few more questions regarding women, reviewing an...: Here are the original four questions: 8m Lemon Hound @ lemonhound Reply Delete Favorite...
View ArticleJosh
Josh, while being the kingpin of the photo scene has a bit of a receding hairline. It bothers him, and so he is often seen wearing hats. They tend to make him look a bit like a mid-nineties dj, but he...
View ArticlePat.
PAT She kept taking off to Mexico because she loved the colors of blue in the decorative tile. Up here in Toronto, she thinks all I have is a few brave souls who paint their houses light yellow or that...
View ArticleMissive.
All human made objects have pragmatic origins. Hides turn into clothing to protect humans from the elements. Shelter is similar but one step beyond. Food is what is slaughtered or found in the wild....
View ArticleBig Jo.
He was a lumbering gentle bear. He could be seen walking through the Eastern Market with his fabric shopping bag, rooting through mushrooms, heritage corn, local honey. His dungarees were cinched at...
View ArticleMimi
Letting go of the shop was the best thing she ever did. It was a long damn run over on Dix. You know its been long when some of your clients are beginning to drop off like flies. Honestly though, with...
View ArticleOn Yoko Ono's work in the Detroit Institute of Art
Yoko Ono. Bronze Family Album, Blood Objects: Exhibit : Shirt 1993 Yoko. It was right beside the bronze you cast of your dead husband’s bloody shirt that I lost all battery life in my mobile. I found...
View ArticleImages of Detroit
From the Mortuary Science building and a night shot of Eastern Market. Detroit. Follow this blog
View ArticleThe Missing Pheasants of Detriot
The pheasants. Their staccato as they flee from the smell of death. Their nest disturbed by the EMS and their stretcher recovering a body from the tall grass of the ruins on Brush Street. They are my...
View ArticleDIEGO
I always come and visit you like a holy mission. I almost run to you, slipping across icy lawns, my heart pounding in my chest in the old slow elevator. The complicated path to you one that wakes up...
View ArticlePatti
Getting ready to go and see Patti Smith in Detroit. It is just one of those once in a lifetime things - listening to her in my favorite room at the Detroit Institute of Art, listening to her read in a...
View ArticleMiniature.
I met him for the first time in the lobby of the Carleton Arms hotel. He was smaller than I had thought, but also more beautiful. We sat on the stairs and watched Sammy the lobby dweller become...
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