Reflections on the 27th Annual February 14th DTES Women's Memorial March.
It’s Gooym (spring) and everything around is waking from their winter nap. This is the time of year the tree frogs start singing, the days start to get longer and the nettle is one of the first plants that stretches up. Everything has been early this year because of global warming. I don't know if… Continue reading Weeds are my medicine
I’ve always taken pictures. My earliest memory holding a camera I was five. I remember the feel of the cold chrome and smooth black leather and the hefty weight of it in my hands. It felt like a fragile brick. I remember my eye looking through the view finder and the satisfactory “click” I heard… Continue reading Darkroom, bright light