A Rose Garden Chapter 5 Everything was dry. Elsa’s online counseling calls dried up. She was relieved, spared from imparting positivity and wisdom that she no longer held…Elsa had dried up too. The monotony as a mountain-top prisoner … Read More
A Rose Garden Chapter 4 June “What time is supper?” Flora asked. At first glance, Flora looked concerningly sweaty and flushed, but as she walked into the kitchen, Elsa realized that her face was purposely painted pink with a glossy … Read More
A Rose Garden Chapter 3 May It was peaceful on the mountain before the neighbourhood woke. A California quail patriarch called, “Chi-ca-go,” from the fence post, as his grown family searched the yard for breakfast. Inside the maple tree, a … Read More
A Rose Garden Chapter 2 Elsa turned off the television—her constitutional evening treat: a single episode from a Scottish detective series. She tiptoed up the stairs, past the silhouette of the supper’s unwashed pots and pans, and then … Read More
A Rose Garden April Chapter I A branch of thorns with a single leaf bud was all that identified the dark soil patch at the front of the house as a rose garden. Large, earth-toned bricks lay … Read More
Mix Hart, 2020 © A poem of mine, The Universe’s Greatest Disappointment, was recently published in The Goose A Journal of Art, the Environment, and Culture in Canada The poem is humourous and looks at a heavy subject with lightness. It … Read More
On Being Hunted I’m winded, full of adrenalin, and safe, after outrunning a pack of 3 coyotes on a skillfully coordinated hunt–my dog Pablo and I, their prey. I was running in the forest on the mountain behind my home … Read More
Gender, race, and religion are human-invented constructs designed to divide humanity, oppress the masses, and reward elitist bullies. I acknowledge that I live in an anthropocentric, patriarchal, and racist society. I do not feel safe living in an unjust … Read More
There are no coincidences in life. The universe reveals your life path in mysterious ways. Every time I immerse myself in something deeply creative, like writing a novel, the universe sends me a sign that it is listening, watching… and … Read More
My creative research in digital art & humanities at the University of British Columbia looks at the human-wolf symbiotic connection throughout history, as a mirror for modern humanity’s disconnection from nature. I examine the anti-wolf origins of the Western world. … Read More
Wild Okanagan Love The Okanagan region of Canada is spectacularly beautiful all year long but in the spring it is truly paradise. Above and below: Ponderosa flowers I had a beautiful Mother’s Day. Peter, my youngest daughters, Mitchell (Tabs’ … Read More
Last Cedar Standing Creative Research in British Columbia’s Southern Interior Rainforest This is a short video I made as a class assignment this last fall. It’s an overview of my creative research at the University of British Columbia. I … Read More
Find a Window of Wild: To Be in the Time of Covid-19 Those of us whose work does not involve being on the front lines, that work from home, or are suddenly, temporarily without work and are still blessed with … Read More
2020 Date Thyself 2020 is going to be about me. I’m dating myself. It’s a pledge to take myself on a date each day for a year. These dates can be however long or short as I desire. I may … Read More
Forty Thousand Feet Over Tennessee How I ended up at Parnassus Books, in Nashville, with a signed copy of Ann Patchett’s new book, “The Dutch House,” is a tale I haven’t fully figured out. All I know is that the … Read More