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Archive for the ‘Carleton’ Category
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Essay: Communing With The Digital Dead
A smiling Cayne Miceli holds a fetishistic staff bejeweled with an animal skull, and gazes directly into the photographer’s lens. The image is mounted in a photo album with cream-coloured, corrugated pages. There is no caption, and no indication of…
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P A P A N A C K
Papanack zoo is currently boarded up for the winter, but in the summer months it overflows with visitors. From all over the Ottawa region, parents bring their children to see Keith Forgie’s collection of exotic animals. But some of his…
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Book Review: A Season In Hell
Held captive by al-Qaeda for 130 days in the unforgiving Malian desert, not knowing whether each day would be his last, Robert Fowler says it was the idea of writing a book about his ordeal that gave him the hope…
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The Digital Death Of Hugo Chavez
A tsunami of consolatory tweets choked the Internet’s arteries this week following the deaths of Venezualan leader Hugo Chavez and Canadian folk hero Stompin’ Tom Connors.
The death of Chavez came as no surprise – he’d been battling cancer for…
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They were firing at me with their eyes
The thick charcoal around the woman’s eyes does little to mask the contempt she seems to feel for the photographer.
She stares directly at the camera, defiant, with a subtle scowl etched into her symmetrically-tattooed face.
The featureless white wall…
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Bleed for your (adopted) country
I must have missed the disclaimer on the citizenship pamphlet: becoming a Canadian may result in serious physical scarring.
There I lay on the ice of the curling rink like a crumpled snow angel, a small claret cloud of blood…
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Penis captivus
Damn, it felt good to get out of the city.
Steven Zhou watched the Malawian savannah scream by in a viridian blur as the car hurtled southeast out of the capital. Lilongwe was left behind in a billowing mushroom cloud…
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Ain’t idle no more
From Winnipeg gangbanger to Keystone Cop, Clayton Thomas-Müller’s life story reads like a paint-by-the-numbers, Hollywood movie script.
Brought up by a single mother (“poppa was a rolling stone”), in and out of over 40 schools by Grade Eight, incarcerated in…
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Lulu-Lemoned limbs
Lithe Lulu-Lemoned limbs warp, contort and twist in the heat; faces are pained, collapsing in on themselves like black holes. Rivulets of sweat avalanche from noses, forming minute individual Rorschach tests – there a butterfly, there a supernova – on…
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The Puppetmaster
Groans emanate from the depths of the old house. Walking down the winding stairs, the decaying head of a zombie comes into view. Its torn, blood-spattered clothing gives way to the arm of Matt Ficner – founder of Creepy Puppets…
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Corrugated ribs
The young toddler hunches over in the baked dirt in mock-genuflection, the Sudanese sun silhouettes the child’s corrugated ribs. A vulture stands behind, nature’s Grim Reaper, seemingly waiting for the child to die.
Kevin Carter, a member of the infamous…
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Photography: Committing Soft Murder?
The paparazzi aren’t a modern pest, nor do they solely prey on the Justin Bieber’s and Lady Diana’s of our world.
At least that’s what Susan Sontag, famed writer and filmmaker, would have you believe in her 1977 collection of…
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Stretching sinew, teasing tendon
Steam rises from the huddled group of hooded athletes as they finish their pre-battle warm-up, stretching sinew, teasing tendon. Oblivious to the first frost of winter, they jig to the rhythm of a drum, chanting anthems, psyching themselves up for…