Sewing leather wrecks your hands. But what are you supposed to do when you find yet another second hand leather coat that fits you perfectly, except of course for the perpetual problem of the sleeves being too short? You … Continue reading
This is supposed to be a blog, and blogs are supposed to be like diaries, and “bloggers,” (ugly word) are supposed to blog once or twice a day or something ridiculous like that, with the plan of selling an actual … Continue reading
As a Canadian writer, I find it appropriate that my mother’s name was Margaret, as in Atwood, Avison, and Laurence. Though she had some talent in drawing and became a school-teacher, she made a last contribution to the cultural world: … Continue reading
Here is the Squid Truck, photographed in installation at my show at he the Hornby Island Co-op. It somehow seems to fit with the pineapples, and especially with the sign that says Bag of Lemons. It was inspired by a … Continue reading
Now for something completely different. It’s 14 feet in diameter and is the weightiest thing I’ve ever done entirely on my own, right down to the hoiking of the slate, some pieces weighing around a hundred pounds. I leveled the … Continue reading
Isis Here is the night garden I have sown for love, a rapture of water for thirsting feet, oil-curdled and blood-run, the firstborn man-children eaten by locusts above the flooding, the lotus moon-cool, rushes in the dark air, green water … Continue reading
Here are two little …creatures…who live in an envelope in my grandmother’s old writing desk. I haven’t had time to frame them, but they wanted to come out and show off their Revisionary gender-bending selves during the current Saskatchewan debate over Lingerie … Continue reading
The New Quarterly has just come out with a sneak peek at my next novel, Candle, which is still in manuscript form! See it in Fall, 2011, issue number 120. Speaking of books, this odd little sculpture contains the most … Continue reading
Oh damn, someone’s actually gone and done it. At the Microscope Gallery in Brooklyn, New York, Marni Kotak gave birth in a performance titled The Birth of Baby X on Tuesday, Oct. 25, 2011: http://marnikotak.com/pages/performances.html This forces me to write … Continue reading
This is a small, whimsical collage I did just after leaving art school, as my works kept getting more three-dimensional, as their titles kept getting longer, as I started moving into the fourth dimension of the literary word, the inner … Continue reading
Happy to have linked up with agent Stephanie Sinclair of Transatlantic Agency.
The Book of Beasts
Le Bestiaire Des Anges
Sex, Death, and Naked Men
The Seasons Are Horses
The Book of Beasts
Sex, Death, And Naked Men
