What does your workspace look like? Mine often gets so overloaded that I take to the streets to find a café just to have a clear table upon which to lay my computer, my papers, and my woes. I was created in a shaded shop, windows foggy with grime, frayed ribbons of incoming sunlight thick with… Read More Autobiography of a desk
It’s been too cold to reflect on life, let alone on GradLife, and yet, I flit through ideas not nearly as bountiful as the still corpulent evergreen trees cast on roadsides across this city. How is it that these trees are completely bereft of a tiny bauble or even a single thread of shiny floss?… Read More January
This is a response to an article sent to my class: Graduate School Can Have Terrible Effects on People’s Mental Health It is December already. There is no time to thinkingly daydream, in these early-to-nightfall-darken-the-doorstep days. Instead, to dispel the darkness that thickens the blood like a Canadian plague, I will hang here a series of lines to ‘light/en’ the load… Read More Hello, Darkness
“the beauty of the world […] has two edges, one of laughter, one of anguish, cutting the heart asunder.” ~Virginia Woolf November. Autumn rolls over and clocks fall back. Our scarves and collars creep up to our ears while our eyes squint in the dying light. November. Readings have swamped us in earnest, and writings… Read More Oh, For Art’s Sake! Find some Hygge.
After teaching for a great many years, I have switched seats and am back to being a student. This has, unsurprisingly, brought some anticipated shifts. Holding the scope of the term in the imaginative space of a teacher starkly departs when becoming a student. I am no longer standing on the hill, surveying the perspective.… Read More Breaking/Braking/Brr-Aching