And there’s the rub. As Fitzgerald makes clear in the book, the old-fashioned chemical photobooth is an endangered species, either being covertly replaced by digital lookalikes or else junked entirely. In fact, they’re already living on borrowed time: only one company on the planet still produces paper for the black-and-white machines, while the paper for colour photos stopped being made seven years ago. Current stocks are expected to run out for good by summer 2015.
That’s right: chemical photobooths will soon be a thing of the past. Luckily there’s Meags Fitzgerald, an Edmonton-bred illustrator whose new graphic novel, Photobooth: A Biography, will make you want to find your local booth and pose for one last strip. (I did.)
I interviewed Fitzgerald for this week’s books column. Read it here.Jul 25, 2014
This was partly to do with Duchamp’s playfulness (in 1917, he famously scrawled a fake signature on a urinal and declared it art), and partly with the inscrutability of his intentions. What did any of it mean? Was it all a big joke? Duchamp courted mystery wherever he went, and that was before he quit the art world altogether to devote himself to playing chess—and certainly before it was discovered, following his death in 1968, that he’d spent the final 20 years of his life on a secret, final installation.
Over time, Westbury saw the foundation of a novel forming. “The idea that there could be some kind of tie-in between the way artists viewed Duchamp and the way obsessive-compulsives view their thing is one of the things that got me onto it.”
This week’s column is about obsession.Jul 4, 2014
If you talk to certain people about DIY culture, they’ll raise their eyebrows with suspicion, or perhaps fear—as if what you’re describing is an all-or-nothing proposition. The thinking goes that once you accept the premise that there’s pleasure to be had from making things by hand, you’ll be forced into investing in pedal-powered refrigerators and whittling your own cutlery out of driftwood.
Full disclosure: Mark Frauenfelder has whittled a wooden spoon or two.
Next week Frauenfelder, co-founder of Boing Boing, is coming to Edmonton to awaken the maker inside of us all. I spent a good chunk of this interview griping about a birdhouse I once had to build (in fairness, Frauenfelder was on my side), but that has been wisely scoured from the final column.Jun 13, 2014
This week’s column: talking end of the world blues with Sarah Lang, “poet laureate of the post-apocalypse.”Jun 9, 2014
This week’s column is about love in the time of root beer.May 9, 2014
Even when it comes to plants, Riskin demonstrates that nature is not exactly bending over backward to provide for us. Here’s the sentence that knocked me further off my chair than any other: “There are more than 250,000 kinds of plants in the world, but we humans get more than 90 percent of our calories from just fifteen of them.” Fifteen! And most of those have been carefully cultivated over the centuries to become more edible than they were when we first found them.
This week’s column is about Dan Riskin, an Edmonton-raised bat biologist and TV host, whose new book ventures into the nastiest corners of the natural world. I have already re-packaged several of his anecdotes to Bridget at the dinner table, who audibly gasped more than once. Success!Apr 25, 2014
“I remember that kid blankness,” she says, reached by phone in Toronto. “The information comes, and you have no emotional template into which to fit it. It was as though the bombing made me so aware of the vast realms of human psychology that I had no access to.”
At school, Viswanathan had been intrigued by uprisings such as the Communist Revolution in Russia. “But this seemed so random. So vicious. I couldn’t understand it as a political act, at the time.”
This week’s column is a profile of Padma Viswanathan, whose new novel, The Ever After of Ashwin Rao, takes a hard fictional look at the Air India bombing and the unlikely connections that we make in the wake of tragedy.
I liked talking with her a lot. For one thing, she confirmed the legitimacy of this photo—her parents used to rent paintings from the EPL back when she was a kid. For another, she currently lives not in Toronto or Brooklyn, but Arkansas. Which means she automatically jumps five notches in my books.Mar 28, 2014
The first paperback volume of Saga (Image Comics), made up of issues one through six of the monthly comic series, was released in October 2012—approximately 74 weeks ago.
It has spent 53 of those weeks on the New York Times bestseller list.
This week’s column is a profile of one of my very favourite comics artists, and who just happens to live a three-hour drive away from Edmonton. Fiona Staples is in town tomorrow to sign copies of volume three of Saga.Mar 21, 2014
What strikes her most, though, are the new stories she hears. “One of my aunts lost a baby shortly after birth, the other experienced multiple miscarriages,” Stonehouse writes. “The sister-in-law offering the baby clothes was once a twin but her sister died at birth. Yet my parents-in-law never talked about this, even to her. Such stories surface only when strictly necessary, after the fact, and never before.”
In last week’s column, I interviewed one of the editors of How to Expect What You’re Not Expecting, a new anthology of essays about pregnancy, parenthood, and loss. I learned a lot from this book.Feb 18, 2014
For the next two months, Radogoshi was held in isolation in a tiny, windowless cell. There was nothing to do. He didn’t even have anything to sit on, as his bed was folded up into the wall each morning. The only thing he had to look at was a series of 32 optical illusions on one wall of the cell. “They were to make us crazy,” Radogoshi says. “I studied psychology. I know. These were hallucinations.”
By the time he was released from jail, Radogoshi was 30 kilograms lighter than when he’d arrived. “After that,” he says, “I was active in political life.”
This week’s column is about a celebrated Kosovo writer who’s been quietly living in Edmonton for the past three years, trying to escape his past and start over writing in English.Nov 15, 2013