by Carlyn Yandle | Mar 4, 2016 | Uncategorized
Tiny house village in Sonoma, California I have been preoccupied these past months with a basic question: Where is my forever home? I’ve lived in the same Kitsilano condo since 1995 yet I never felt truly at home in a building, with a lobby and an intercom....
by Carlyn Yandle | Dec 1, 2015 | Uncategorized
My mother remembers seeing a military band perform in the Alexandra Park bandstand across from English Bay, in the early 1950s. I watched a Jazz Festival performance there this summer. But the bandstand itself is one of those very Vancouver heritage features that you...
by Carlyn Yandle | Nov 8, 2015 | Uncategorized
What with all the trips to the thrift shops, followed by a frenzy of snip-snipping and glue-gun-play, the posting part of Halloween takes a back seat. Yet I’m compelled to write up a record of the making, not to display any costume-construction prowess but to...
by Carlyn Yandle | May 29, 2015 | Uncategorized
My mother shared the above image in a Facebook link with me because she knows what makes my heart go thumpety-thump: a dazzling visual pattern tied to a hefty underlying concept. @billmckibben shared this staggering image on Twitter. I and thousands of other social...
by Carlyn Yandle | Feb 13, 2015 | Uncategorized
A couple of weeks back in this space I was musing about the fusing of crocheted granny squares and the ubiquitous breeze-wall bricks of my East Van youth. Granny Brick prototype (Carlyn Yandle photo) Since then I have been playing with the ideas of mixing concrete...
by Carlyn Yandle | Jan 30, 2015 | Uncategorized
As we approach what is arguably the year’s most gaseous weekend otherwise known as the SuperBowl, with overfed folks lumbering around downtown in painted faces of lurid blue and green, I have just the antidote. Carol Prusa draws out the fields on one of her...
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