Large Size When candle-light cavorts through wine’s red iridescence and frolics on the clean white whimsy of ironed purity, the question "shadow or reflection?" only has fresh luster when for this particular audience, the notion is novelty. But tonight it is the carefree meandering of a an unsung moon – one but a few days…

Large Size When I discovered (several weeks after having constructed this mound of milkweed and earth at Wasaga Beach) that the milkweed plant springs forth from a rhizome…. well that changed everything. The rhizome first intrigued me when Mark Cote assigned a few excerpts from A Thousand Plateaus (Gilles Deleuze and Félix Guattari, 1987) for…

Translated from the dutch, this phrase means "persevere, boy!" For me it carried particular weight as a child, when dad was encouraging me either to clean up my room, or when school was a drag. It had a ring of urgency (the consequence of slacking off was a pain in the ass, if you know…

Stretch out your limbs to where the light is and you just might graze (in a subtler sense) Swiss grass as do the bell-bearing bovines below. Said the Leman tree to the alps: "the peaks that millennia of tectonics and erosion have produced for you are akin to decades of flowing springs and summers evoking…

On Sunday evening I attended a concert performance, put on by the Reformed String Camp, in which children from all over the country gathered together to showcase a week’s learning and practicing. I was impressed by their collective spirit, doubtless spurred on by the energy and enthusiasm of their conductors, Kent and Roxy. I came…

It strikes me that Mandelbrot’s maxim might just as easily apply in a moral sense. When we maintain discipline (in any discipline), wonderous flowers emerge: such flowers as the mothers and fathers who give endlessly of themselves for 20 years in order to raise a child. Such flowers as the pianist who practices for 10,000…

Large Size Yesterday a man with a gas-powered steel-brushed broom cleaned the slab of concrete that we call our parking lot. The trees spent the evening weeping over the noise, and now a fresh accumulation of blossoms makes the raw power of machinery seem petty. I, however, will aim to use my blender symbolically. I…

Large Size Confederation Park, Stoney Creek: the edge of earth and water, the place where (of late) creative juices flow, the site of a (closed-for-the-season) campground office, whose dusk-light glow is accented by the shadow of a gas meter, weeds, and an intriguing sticker. So… about those Reformed doctrinal standards… "God’s providence is His almighty…

Large Size A little branding mistake or a cute irony? The missing ‘s’ is alright in my books: it goes along well with the theme of rusted scrap metal. And it is, after all, what they do best. For all your scrapping needs, I recommend Future Enterprises.