I can tell I'm getting excited about something when I begin to have anxiety dreams relating to whatever's got me worked up. Last week, I dreamt I was teaching a group of Korean teenage girls to sing "One" from A Chorus Line, only with limited success. And then I was in a department store, where any kitchen item could be found in any colour one ( Read more... )

Here is a list (in no particular order) of friends' birthdays I either totally forgot, didn't know about, or accidentally ignored last year ( Read more... )

It would be really cool if one year could pass to the next without incident. No overblown party, no fireworks, no counting down. I need to get over it, go cold turkey. It's just numbers, anyway. Numbers subjected to too much scrutiny already. Tomorrow will look and feel the same as today, and the world will only have aged a tiny bit. I see no ( Read more... )

It takes exactly 22 hours for me to start losing it after becoming storm-stayed. I have plenty to do; it's not a boredom thing. And honestly, the storm doesn't change my pattern of movement all that much - the only thing that's different about my day is my being unable to get to the Y to run on a treadmill for 1/2 hour. It's the narrowing of ( Read more... )

I definitely approve of this new mustard yellow/forest green colour scheme going on in the trees around me outdoors. But it matches my coat, and around these parts, too much matching of this sort at this time of year can get you killed by someone playing with guns for sport. So I'm avoiding nature walks now ( Read more... )

Ever feel like walking for a couple hours on a country road after eating a diner breakfast? That's what we did last week. There's something really splendid about being able to spend an average Wednesday morning in September just walking. I am not missing the old life/work schedule at all ( Read more... )

Last weekend I snuck back down to Halifax to do something that sounded, felt, and perhaps was impossible. I tried to shoot a film that could be something representative of "my" work, something I'd given lots of consideration to before starting, something that I'd be making with a weird old camera that I'd never ever used before, something that ( Read more... )

I was in St. John's, Newfoundland for the first time ever last week. The room at the B&B where I stayed looked out onto the bottom of Victoria Street, the LSPU Hall, and a bit of the harbour beyond. LSPU Hall is a great place, and I wish the building could talk because it's seen a lot of creative brilliance over the past 30 years (mostly in ( Read more... )

So, it turns out it's almost as difficult to leave Halifax as it is to stay. And I don't mean emotionally so much as I mean *actually* *physically* leaving the town ( Read more... )

In 19 days, I'll be doing something I haven't done in almost exactly 10 years - move to another city.