April 21, 2022 § Leave a comment
My poetry film SARS-CoV-2, with sound scored by Hazel Fairbairn, will be screening in person and virtually as part of “As the wind is breathing” showcase at the Cadence Video Poetry Festival:
Explorations and exploitations of sound—the sound of words, the sound of anxiety, the sound of abstraction. This showcase features works that bring ancient poetic traditions of musicality and rhythm to a contemporary foreground across Super 8 footage, paintings, performance, and animation. Some skim the surface of music video buoyancy, some are a discordant choreography of the senses, all use audio as integral to the experience of language.
January 29, 2021 § Leave a comment
Excerpt from Seeds has appeared in Ecocene: Cappadocia Journal of the Environmental Humanities. Two seeds have been published in Volume 1, Issue 2: “5. Tiny house, caracol, snail” + “19. SARS-CoV2.” My thanks to the editors of this fledgling environmental journal.
Some of the articles in this issue include a discussion of Gary Snyder’s “Poetics of Place,” an essay on environmental consciousness in English Saints’ Lives, and “The Dark Pastoral: Material Ecocriticism in the Anthropocene.”
There is also an art section curated by prOphecy sun, art editor of the journal, who is based at SFU: a discussion of the lichen drawings of Genevieve Roberts, by Caitlin Chaisson; Maja Smrekar’s “Survival Kit for the Anthropocene–Trailer,” an installation “designed as an openly disassembled mobile survival kit, which can also function as a water reservoir;” and Pinar
Yoldaş’s “An Ecosystem of Excess” on plastic waste.
April 16, 2020 § Leave a comment
Photo credit: NIAID – https://www.flickr.com/photos/niaid/49534865371/, CC BY 2.0, https://commons.wikimedia.org/w/index.php?curid=87484997
I’m writing this in a small, stitched notebook made in Japan, with the words LIFE / PISTACHIO stamped across the front: the colour of dried blood on pistachio green. It’s March 16, 2020. An RVA virus called SARS-CoV-2 has slipped from bat to pangolin, a smudge of blood to human hand to lip to lung, lungs. Breathe. Breathe…..