Just wanted to let you all know about my Dad's photography show, opening this Saturday May 29th from 2-5pm at the Stephen Bulger Gallery (1026 Queen St. West, Toronto - just west of Ossignton ( Read more... )

"Perhaps this is how it is - life flowing smoothly over memory and history, the past returning or not, depending on the tide. History is a collection of found objects washed up through time. Goods, ideas, personalities, surface towards us, then sink away. Some we hook out, others we ignore, and as the pattern changes, so does the meaning." [ ( Read more... )

"There follows a space of time that she, and perhaps he, are going to return to in examination - now remembering this aspect of it, then that, for the past has no wholeness, it has be etiolated by revised explanations of it, trampled over by hindsight - all their lives... The book she has been reading lies on her breasts, open face down at a page ( Read more... )

( Lady Lazarus )

from now on: friends only!!

Some of my dad's work is part of a group show at the Stephen Bulger Gallery on Queen St, West of Bathurst. Opening is tonite from 5-8pm.

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...a city powered by the embrace of a pair of lovers

"the world goes on because someone's awake somewhere. if, by accident, a moment were to occur when everyone was asleep, the world would disappear. it would whirlpool into dream or nightmare, tripped by memory. it would collapse to a place where the body's simply a generator for the soul, a factory of longing" - anne michaels, fugitive pieces ( Read more... )

"many of us unconsciously (sometimes even consciously) create roles for ourselves that fit the scripts or expectations of those in our immediate sphere. in a way, we're all casting directors in the drama of life, and we choose people to fill certain roles in our individual dramas: the mean-spirited ex, the saintly friend, the problematic child, the ( Read more... )

"It was a long time ago. It feels like another life until I remember it was my life, like a letter you turn up in your own handwriting, hardly believing what it says." - jeanette winterson, "the powerbook"

things will be different after today.