When I finished my M.A. I assumed I would have more time to do things like play music, run and enjoy having my family back together under one roof. In the last case, I have made sure that happened, as best I can, with a strong willed seven-year old. He seems to be surprised when I insist he do his homework, clean up himself and his room, and generally conduct himself as a civilized human being. But I digress.
The demands of even a single child constantly call parents.
None the less I am busy with a PhD application, developing a game and finishing a short video documentary on my friend Christopher MacLeod's sculpture. Add work as a carpenter to keep body and soul minimally funded and I am probably busier than while writing my thesis.
|Canada Malt, a derelict factory on the Lachine Canal, near my home.|