I crawled out of bed up at 6:35 this morning and hustled to the beach, not expecting to see a sun rise and I was a little bummed to see I was right to expect so. A thick blanket of cloud collected along the horizon so high that it took 2 hours for the sun to peak …
We stood on one side of the four-laned Ontario Street in Stratford, Ontario waiting to cross to the other side so we could step out of the cold and into Small-Mart, a kitchy general store across the street. Beside Small-Mart used to be a diner, now with a huge FOR SALE OR RENT sign in the window, …
Pause for a second. My name is Samantha Able and I am currently choking on the little pink bit of eraser that used to be attached to my HB number 2 pencil. I liked the way the little pink prince squeaked against the edges of my teeth. Like it was shining my canines up real …
My posture is bad, and so is yours. Admit it. Last week, unbeknownst to me, my partner took a photo of me at my desk. A few days later he showed me: I was mortified. It’s an awful picture. I actually believe the words out of my mouth were, “Eugghhhh!” “I’m worried about BECOMING the …
This morning the weather called for pants and because I hadn’t interacted with the outside world in over a week, I decided to put on pants. My pants are bright and stretchy… and they’re skinnies. Skinny jeans taper at the bottom and, for some reason, I wiggled my way into ones whose cuffs do not …
Resolving means to decide firmly on a course of action. Our lives take different paths. For me, I am closing the chapter on a volatile block of time that provided me with little guidance and routine. What I’ve missed is an accountable plan of action. My projects and goals fall to the wayside because they … Continue reading
The history of my life so far can be divided with a linear, black, textured smudge on a smooth white surface as big or as small as you can imagine. On one side is my conscious life – the life I am currently living. The side I am currently on. On the other, is my … Continue reading
I can’t remember if I’d read “Mad Shadows” in university because I only got deja vu once while reading this book but it was enough to spark memorial inquiry into whether this was a text I was supposed to read, but didn’t. I studied English Lit and Film Theory, I worked part to full time hours at … Continue reading
The only time I spend at my desk these days are when I have a cup and it’s filled with something. Coffee, wine, or water, essentially. I have an architect’s desk, one side lined with office supplies, notebooks, and books that I’m reading, have read, or bought and plan to read eventually. When I have … Continue reading
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Last month I embarked on a weekend residency with 8 Toronto artists: Outdoor Studio. We shared tents and created together and alone in Rouge National Urban Park; painters, photographers, filmmakers, and me. We went on a 5km one-way hike and at the moment of our turn-around the skies opened and tornado-warning rain poured down upon … Continue reading
In an age of digital technology I try my best to regulate my obsessions, or make them as fruitful as possible. Instagram is both a crutch and a well of stories for me. I tend to check Instagram when I feel restless or when I need a pick-me-up, but its most useful to me when … Continue reading
The Gardiner is slow moving as I trudge east toward the city in my red Nisan Versa, the newest and most unassured car I’ve ever been rented by the production company I work for. I’m thrilled the car is red and can fit my bike in the back; that I even receive a car at all is … Continue reading
