Lives in process

Lives in process

In the era before computers (there really was one!) vacationers traveled with camera cases in which they kept rolls of light-sensitive film. As photo-worthy occasions arose, those cameras were frantically removed from the case and aimed at the desired subject, not...
His ways are not our ways

His ways are not our ways

Canadian art films were, once upon a time, notorious for ending mysteriously, with no resolution to the storyline. They left the viewer in disbelief that two hours had been ‘invested’ only to get stung with a non-ending, with the challenge of filling in the blanks,...
And… that’s a wrap!*

And… that’s a wrap!*

There are some life passages that mark some people more than others. I remember graduating from High School, and the shivery sense of liberation at having completed my mandatory education. It lasted the whole day! The next day reality set in. I wanted to go to college...
No long faces

No long faces

The dictionary dampens the word ‘celebrate’ when placing it in a religious context, formalizing it and stripping it of joy, making it a rite duly, solemnly, performed. Otherwise, the word connotes party, boisterous rejoicing, exuberant happiness. So, when we church...
No Need to Rush

No Need to Rush

I’m fascinated by those who are skilled at fine crafts. I recently heard of a man who lives alone up in the hills of Virginia, off-the-grid, and barefoot most of the time, who is an artisan who handcrafts top-quality, hammered dulcimers. Not long ago, in a shop, I saw...