Littéraire WandererIn this climate we’re closer to mortality than everIt was around noon. We were already deep in the drive westward on Route 403 from Burlington back to London, Ontario on Sunday, July 14. It…Aug 3Aug 3
Littéraire WandererMatisse’s Blue Woman and the Swimming Pool — and me crying at the New York MoMAMy first encounter with Henri Matisse’s Blue Woman — well, I call it the blue woman, which I think is a more fitting name, though…Jul 251Jul 251
Littéraire WandererObituary of Hani, a 2008 Hyundai TucsonThe pronouncement came by text on the night of February 10 when we were about halfway into happy hour. The smile disappeared from my face…Feb 11, 2023Feb 11, 2023
Littéraire WandererA Procrastinator’s Way OutI think a lot about “immersion” lately. You could also say “sustained focus.” Some people call this you enter the “zone.” A moment when the…Aug 14, 2022Aug 14, 2022