It came to my attention some time last year that the Lower Mainland United Way is no longer using the red thermometer as a visual aid to accompany its annual fundraising drive. 610 more words
Tags » Fluxus
This film will essentially throw you back to the age of hippy, fluxus and postwar art era, the late 60’s. Art and self-expression were a counterattack by disappointed society and the intelligentsia on the wasted age of WWII and its aftermath. 734 more words
You are invited! Celebrate being in love with food, play games with whip cream, wear cherries as earrings, dance with onion dip, twirl an hors d’oeuvres or two, and sip an aphrodisiac elixir …… Day de Dada encourages your absurd love of appetizers. 96 more words
As a tribute to Stuart McLean, Canada’s finest storyteller who passed away Wednesday, I’d like to tell you a story about the time, in a whim of desperation, I considered killing Moses, the family dog. 772 more words
I walked past a phone booth the other day.
OK, it wasn’t a booth. It was a public phone on a cement wall around the corner of Broadway and Cambie. 586 more words
A few years back, an old high school acquaintance would phone me at work every few months just to talk about his concerns.
When he learned I was editor-in-chief of The Province, which I was at the time, he seemed to delight in having my ear — like someone unexpectedly given the password to every solution to every problem. 579 more words