Saturday, November 10, 2007

love eternal for now

Here are the last of the summer flowers. The zinnias are particularly spectacular, as is the chard that follows.
But this is actually all illusion, in many ways. I'm not actually near the flowers, they wilted long before this post. It is actually the 10th of November, the birth date of my beloved mother whom I will be calling before too long.

This post is so long in the making that I am almost certain that they few who took the time to check for new posts have stopped. So much the better for the ranting...

Today's rant is brought to you by the letters B and A and by the number zero. I call it: a rock and a hard place. Increasingly, it seems, the people I know are less and less satisfied and more and more depressed. Maybe the sample of people I know is not representative of the total population, but they are the people that I care about, so that is what I care about.

Most of these people are smart enough to have a healthy distrust of large institutions, although most of them have been or are still engaged in an institution of some sort. Well, who isn't really. Not many individuals can honestly call themselves sovereign entities, and if they can and do, they generally have to promote/demote themselves to nationhood of some kind. Freelandia is an example of the tyranny of internationality.

Anyway, the people who are engaged in work for an institution (school, government, university, hospital, corporation) often have complaints about their institution and its lack of effectiveness in its sphere of influence. Governments are bizarrely inefficient and dominated by power-seeking self-interested infants, schools and hospitals are shackled by their own institutional standards that value formal education (pro-institution) over experience in the labourforce, corporations are attentive only to the bottom line even when ignoring the realworld aspects of their employees' lives begins to erode their bottom line, etc. The monolithic-seeming institution is the rock.

Alternately, an anti-institution position is usually taken as a reasonable reaction to the absurd nature of institutional living. Often the stance is strong and reactionary, which only entrenches the definition of both the institutional and anti-institutional positions. Demonstrations are a show of solidarity, which is good, but only gives the group the definition of existing in opposition to something else, generally a government or corporate policy. This only redefines reality in terms of institution and anti-institution. This is obvious in the recent and ongoing war on terrorism where binarism has redefined previously more heterogenous groups as either "with or against" government, as friendly or terrorist. This is the hard place, the reactionary stance that is the negation of everything institutional.

Of course, there is an entire world between, around and far away from the rock and the hard place. The ideal way to enter this non-binary world is to come up with non-binary ideas. Ideas, and not solutions; solutions are responses to present situations that are framed in a particular way (i.e. as problems) and are therefore reactionary. Are there any original thoughts? Who knows and who cares. It's not really about the historical originality of the idea, rather its appropriateness in a situation. To consider the world in a nonreactionary way is to explore the idea of what constitutes a good life outside of the limited options we are presented with daily. It is the formulation of individual morality, and therefore true morality instead of ascription (if there is such a word) to a culturally inherited morality. This exploration and its results should be exciting and interesting!

End of rant. If you read this far and are interested in or already engaged in figuring out what goodness and a good life is, let me know how it's going, what you've figured out, where you stumble and why. Of course, the caveat here is that I am writing this for my own benefit first and foremost, so these ideas may be old hat to you. If so, let me know what your morality trailblazing looked like. And as for what I've done so far, I guess that will just come in the next post.

Nice chard, eh?

Monday, October 15, 2007

at last....

Sorry folks,
the blogging has not been my first priority but here's some exciting news!


If you can read this blurry mess, you will see that I have finally, finally graduated and now am a bonafide Bachelor of Arts. Right now, I am more relieved to be done than proud to have a degree, but my overall mood is definitely cheery on hearing this news.

Big big thanks to everyone that ever helped me out during the endless-seeming process of my formal education. I got so much aid emotionally, financially and materially from y'all that I made it through! Gros becs all around!!

Wednesday, October 10, 2007

Wednesday, October 3, 2007

Vegetable Love



It's no secret that for me one of the big thrills in life is digging up potatoes. And, lucky me, I got to dig up the garden here in Nakusp. What does it mean?

All I know is, that is one serious potato:

Tuesday, October 2, 2007

the new people in my new neighbourhood

I am now in the heartandboneland; my mother's studio is now my parttime bedroom. Here are my new hosts:

Linda, the artist:



Dan, the man:
Candid shots from candidland.

Monday, September 24, 2007

last glance

driving through the trees,
a last look at autumn leaves,
snow within the month

watch the sound level on your computer...I forgot the cd player was on in the car. 5 cents for anyone who can tell me the name of the song and the band!

Wednesday, September 19, 2007

ARRRRRRR


We interrupt the regular blogservations scheduled here to remind you that it is international pirate day, so pirate it up!

Check out language log for an instructional talk-like-a-pirate video, and do other piratey things.

Monday, September 17, 2007

the end of one season,

and the beginning of another. The view from the neighbourhood:


I left the rooftops and powerlines in so you can see how close the snow is to us. Tonight it is supposed to freeze, and flurries are sure to follow.

See y'all down south soon!!

Saturday, September 15, 2007

Thursday, September 13, 2007

River, river

My life is even less socially busy than it was in Montreal, which was slow to begin with. So for those of you who have been my outlet, my social life, and my joy, thank you!

My best friend here is the river, beyond a doubt. We spend lots of time together, and I listen to what the river says because it seems to give good advice. Today I took my shoes off and paddled around in a calm corner, inspecting and collecting rocks. I won't take photos and post them, because I know for other people looking at pictures of my rocks is as interesting as any collection of photos of people's children: fine at first, but after a while you're sure you've seen enough to recognize the kid in a line-up. (Yes, I just implied slightly that these rocks are my children. What can I say? my relationship with the river is intimate and deep) Imagine; you might be able to find the relative of a rock I found here, which would be incredible and a sure sign that they should be reunited! But I'm sure photos of my rocks would (undeservingly) garner very little enthusiasm, so I'll spare both you and them.

I am off to the southern reaches soon. I will be landing in Calgary on the 23rd if all goes according to plan, and then in Kelowna on the 26th. I will languish in the land of redneck hippies for a couple of weeks then dive headfirst into inner space, coming up for air on the 29th. I plan on being back up north for the month of november and onwards. That is the itinerary as of now. Any additions or comments, requests or suggestions are welcome.

And, if anyone has any opinions on the fine art of acting, please put them in the comments section here as well.

Much love and peace out.

Sunday, September 2, 2007

III: Yukon River

Other than going to the river and the fish ladder, I've been learning how to tie knots. I can now tie a bowline, a clove hitch, a tautline hitch, a trucker's hitch, a constrictor knot, and a figure 8 stopper. Not bad for one night without a social life!

Here's what the Yukon River looked like today.

There were luminous rosehips




2 minutes away:

Monday, August 27, 2007