First, here’s hoping all TaB fans are staying safe and healthy in this time of covid. Second, we’re surrounded by very sour lemons. For the time being, the Edmonton Fringe is still scheduled to go ahead. And in the meantime, as a BIG teaser, playwright Heather is writing a second version of the script, toContinue reading “Making Lemonade”
Well, having travelled the world for a while, now I’m back in Canada, in a job where the world is coming to me! I’ve been teaching new Canadian immigrants and refugees since April of 2018, and I can honestly say it’s the best job I’ve ever had. So I finally have the time and —Continue reading “Film exploits”
The view from one of our 2 balconies. They’re both tiny, but still. Another view of the street outside our building. The washing machine. Out on one balcony. We hang our laundry to dry: it’s so hot here it takes NO time. The kitchen. No oven, but the burners are gas, which I love. MyContinue reading “Photos from China (so far…)”
I wrote this in pieces on my phone over SIX HOURS I had to wait at the PDI (police department of international affairs…roughly) one day: 10 am. At PDI I had to register and get my Chile ID card. Without that, I can’t open a bank account, my employer isn’t allowed to deduct my taxesContinue reading “LINES in #Chile”
On my walk around Central Santiago, there were bells ringing from all the churches, and ladies weaving palm fronds for people as they went into mass. I’m looking forward to Easter here next week – I can’t fathom what it’ll be like.
The horrors have been coming so thick and fast that no one can process them all. Which is part of the strategy, clearly: throw in all the immigration, abortion, and press bans, one right after the other, and there are too many things to nail down and protest. Which is why I am — forContinue reading “VOTE. You. Have. To. VOTE. Part 1 #vote #canada”
My mom died when I was fourteen. Remember that for later. When I was 17, I knew a guy at my Roman-Catholic high school named Jason. He was tall, nice-looking, and the prototypical life of the party. He died of a massive heart attack when we were in grade 12. He’d had a congenital heartContinue reading “Best friends: A very small note for Andrew Ridgeley and Mark Hamill.”
I am a theatre junkie. Kabuki is at least as old as Shakespeare. It’s one of THE drama traditions I heard about as soon as I decided theatre was my life. Going to a kabuki play was on my must-do list while I was in Tokyo, but it was also felt, for me, like goingContinue reading “Kabuki Theatre and Oiwa #theatre”
Asakusa is the neighbourhood where I stayed, still very much Tokyo, but quiet and hip. It’s where I had the best burger, doughnut, and sushi of my life (so far).