More apocalypse, less angst
(Sadly, you can’t experience the sublime through a photograph.) I’ve spent a fair bit of time hiking in and around mountains over the last several years – not as much as I would like, but enough to recognize that there is a distinction between… Continue Reading “Sublimity and mountaintops.”
This is where I was yesterday. Minor medical test only, really nothing to worry about…. But I’m flagging it with this photo as an excuse to let you East Vansters know about Mount St. Joseph Hospital which is probably Vancouver’s best kept secret. At… Continue Reading “East Van’s secret hospital”
I started learning how to play the violin when I was just two and a half years old, my mother being a music teacher and all, not a minute of potential was going to pass me by. Consequently, the feel of a fiddle under… Continue Reading “Makin’ music.”
The Death of Ivan Ilych seems like the right book to start the new year off discussing – filled as it is with meaning of life questions – the main character discovering (almost) too late that the good things in life are not measured… Continue Reading “Meaning and death.”
Some time ago I picked up a yard-and-a-half of vintagey plastic tablecloth material (you know the kind – vinyl on one side, batting-ish cloth on the backside). I had no idea what exactly I wanted to do with it, so it’s been hanging around… Continue Reading “Design Notebook: Picnic Quilt”