After a day of rain the morning greeted us with a golden sunrise. Jennie, who awoke in the night, said the moonless sky had been awash in stars. Now the wind, blowing briskly from the north, rustles the leaves that remain on the oaks and pushes choppy waves across the water.
I had intended to grab my camera and go out early while the sunlight retained a warm glow, even going so far as to ask whether others might wish to go with me. Now the light has turned a winter white, washing the color from the landscape. Between the flat light and the cold breeze I’ve lost the drive to actually be outside. Continue reading →
Sometime in my thirties I became part of a very active Playback Theatre troupe. Playback is an improvisational form in which individuals from the audience tell personal stories and the actors on stage seek to faithfully play the story back … Continue reading →
This is the first of a two-part post that was originally published in earlier this month in THE BeZINE. I’ve been making theatre for nearly as long as I can remember. My first memory of being on stage was in … Continue reading →
We made it to the park and spent a majestic day on the lake. Jennie took the kayak out before I managed to bring out either camera so there is no documentation of her voyage. Suffice to say she enjoyed … Continue reading →