newest entry
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I’ve been thinking about ladybugs lately. A ladybug doesn’t need to be fixed or changed, a ladybug just is the way a ladybug is. It doesn’t think it’s causing harm, doesn’t know it is misguided, it doesn’t think it is in need of changing. It’s just a ladybug. And what you do, is you decide…
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algonquin college’s cuts are failing it’s disabled students
I am a disabled student registered with the Algonquin College Centre for Accessible Learning (CAL), and I am enrolled in the Applied Museums Studies (AMS) program. Due to my disability, I have worked with my program and my Student Success Specialist to coordinate an extended program schedule to successfully complete the AMS program. In the…
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dog + bunny fall in love
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i will cry, everyday, for the rest of my life, and i’m happy to say that
I open my body, or I try to. I want to cry, but sometimes it doesn’t feel natural. Sometimes it feels like a wave is coming but there’s some force, some dam or wall restricting the water, demanding it to settle, commanding me to calm without the proper release. I curl over onto myself, breathing…
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a portrait of the artist in objects
This piece, A Portrait of the Artist in Objects, will be available to bid on at the upcoming Give to Get Art auction at the Ottawa Art Gallery (OAG)! I feel bittersweet about donating it. While it was a piece I worked incredibly hard on, put several hours into, and cherished personally for a long…
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transsexual noise collective and supporting your friends and their art
In my 2026 journey of growth, I’ve been pushing myself to try new things, make new friends, and get out more. Last year I reconnected with an old friend, Otis, and they organised a really great show that I had the opportunity to see. It was for their group Transsexual Noise Collective, and it was…

i believe in you
by ravernava
I have faith in people, in what we endure
Being fearless, free, growing brave, growing old
In something like humanity, given not sold
Maybe I don’t believe in God anymore
But I believe in you, every time
If this is all we’re given
Let me give it well
Let me love you plainly
Let me stay and tell
You don’t have to save me
You don’t have to prove
Anything to heaven
I believe in you
I love you. I’m glad I exist.
The Orange, Wendy Cope
