Hi. I’m a freelance creative director, digital UX writer, and content strategist who lives in Toronto. These are my musings. I usually review books. Sometimes I write about the things that make me go hmmm.
Category Archives: I Wander
Yes, the photo is from a concentration camp – Sachsenhausen, in fact. The “model” camp. “Work liberates” is the rough translation of the horrible euphemism on the gate. Right after I took this picture, a guy asked me to take … Continue reading
from my travel journal: 19 july 09 kathmandu, nepal I felt like a stupid tourist at Pashupatinath. Zsoka had said, “Go see the burning bodies.” But it didn’t register until I was there that I was trespassing (or so it … Continue reading
from my travel journal: 19 july 09 kathmandu, nepal All Kathmandu’s traffic—foot, bicycle, auto—travelled and converged together in a water-like swirl down the main streets. The amount of hassling was high, but maybe that was requisite because the energy was … Continue reading
from my travel journal: 18 july 09 driving to kathmandu waterfalls streamed across the road, making our bus slow and letting us see how the locals were enjoying the surplus water. my glance up caught a jubilant boy on a … Continue reading
from my travel journal: 16 july 09 some tibetan road Can’t forget our other driving adventure. We finally hit a relatively flat, paved patch of road. The bus pulled over. Our guide explained we all had to get out because … Continue reading
from my travel journal: 13 july 09 some himalayan highway one time i looked out the bus window to see silvery, green, slim trees framing silhouettes of yak. the shimmering foliage acted like a theatre curtain that had just begun to … Continue reading
from my travel journal: 10 & 11 july 09 lhasa, tibet I like when people jump out of stereotypes, especially when the leap reveals humour and charm. Then I’m reminded of how much I usually judge, making quick assumptions. I … Continue reading
from my travel journal: 10 july 09 lhasa, tibet pilgrims flung themselves into plank poses, thlapping onto their wood-shoed hands over jokhang’s sacred stones.
from my travel journal: 10 july 09 lhasa, tibet our arrival into lhasa last night was all about contrasts. the squat rectangular buildings against the triangular mountains. the dark toffee face of the guide above mine. the silky white prayer … Continue reading