Pióro

Elif called last night to say that Pebbled has been accepted into the Stratford-Upon-Avon International Digital Film Festival. That’s right. Her work is going to the Bard’s hometown. My voice, which is the only part of me in the film, will float into the Stratford air and I’ve still never visited the place. I wonder [...]

An art project can have a life of its own, especially when Elif is behind it.
Two years ago, when Martha and I were marooned in Whitby, Elif called me and said, “Matt, we’re doing something for the Station Gallery.” Out of nowhere, Elif approached the head of the gallery and said that she was a [...]

I got a very gentle rejection letter today, but it still contained a shock. The editor who responded to my query made a language-usage no-no.
Now, I have no intent of needlessly flaming this editor. I am the vengeful type, but she was very conscientious in her reply, leaving me no reason to get snarky. Still, [...]

And it’s sunny and it’s dusty and the trees won’t have leaves until it rains. Traffic flows like the last drawn out task before the weekend. Avoid, tinker, avoid.
Broken glass lies in bp nichol’s concrete letters. At a nearby loading bay, a man dips his moustache into his coffee. None of this is in the [...]

Everybody knows Jesus helped win the 2004 U.S. election for Bush. Last November, I had no idea—like most of my Daily Show watching demographic—how conflated church and state really is in the States. I wanted to know more. As the first anthropologists were intrigued by economic systems or matrilineal kinship, I was curious about these [...]

Years ago, maybe five, I set myself up for a productive failure. I started building my web-based literary empire. The venture taught me all I know now about programming for the web, about PHP, MySQL and JavaScript. I think I finished the empire two years ago, the code at least. I had spent so much [...]

I was nearly killed last Thursday. It’s happened before and it will probably happen again. But this time, I decided to get the police involved.
Despite being on a bike decked out in flashing lights and reflectors, I was nearly hit by a car last week. The driver made a left in front of me. I [...]

My ESL students are just average Canadians when it comes to the US election. The students have a knee-jerk support for Kerry even if they have never heard of him.
I started my conversation class with the question, “Who do you think will win the election today?” My students looked at me as if I was [...]

They’ve been busy.
Elif published in the August and September issues of Ballet–Dance Magazine. Her August piece is on dance in academia and September’s focuses on the Çati Dance Studio in Istanbul. Elif also had an article in Time Out Istanbul, but there doesn’t seem to be an on-line version of it.
Sunjay continues to get published [...]

Weeks of toiling has lead to what you see here: the 2004 Itchy Feet site re-design.
I can hear the loyal readers scratching their collective head and muttering, “Re-design? It doesn’t really look that different.” Let me explain.
I built this site over two years ago. At the time, I relied on all that I had learned [...]