Last spring, I arrived fashionably late to the Great Resignation Party. I quit my job after nearly a year of… not quite anguish, but angsty stomach pains.. we’ll call it ‘panguish’. I needed to make sure that the work I was doing — amplifying Indigenous voices calling for protection of land, air and water — was…
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Palimpsest: (noun) something reused or altered but still bearing visible traces of its earlier form. Underneath the flying buttresses of Seville cathedral is a mosque. Radiating out from that centre, the mosaic geometries of Moorish architects give shape to this whole city, where Catholic iconography is lain thickly overtop like paste. At the centre of…
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Part of the draw of travelling is not-belonging. I’ve stepped away from the warm embrace of Salt Spring – a place so familiar it’s mapped like the lines in my own hand. This morning put the ‘travail’ in travel; feeling lost myself, lonely, acutely strange in the roaring tumult of Mexico City, taking it all…
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