March is a bridge month. We end the astrological year in Pisces and transition to Aries on the Spring Equinox, also known as Ostara. Pisces is the elder of the zodiac while Aries is the newborn. March is the place where these two touch and intermingle, inviting us to experience the wisdom of old age right alongside a sense of childhood wonder.
Read MoreAround 2020, I moved to a new apartment far away from my local hair store, into a new neighbourhood with no Black hair stores nearby. As I searched for adequate hair supplies for my fro’, I was led to online shopping. In this pursuit, I found a Black hair store in Alberta that had everything I needed: wigs, weaves, and hair masks of all kinds. Upon receiving my goods, within the crammed packages of hair, there was a skin lightening soap bar. I quickly threw the soapbox away.
Read MoreAshnola’s Granular Ice (2021) by Esteban Pérez is a sound composition based on photographs used as scores. The work attempts to interpret images of complex soundwaves present in an ice layer into a sound piece
Read MoreIn a time of climate disasters, humanitarian crises, racial injustices, reconciliation failures, economic downturn, and political theatre, Response: Soft Action asks us to pause and reflect on conversations about care, ideas of home, explorations of identity and belonging, and how that can translate into action/activism.
Read MoreWelcome to artist Saida Saetgareeva’s lavender twilight world as she explores futurism in her 3D designs. A full-time freelance 3D/2D motion designer, Saetgareeva creates futuristic art in her spare time as she ponders the ties between utopia and dystopia and the supernormal potential of a digital world.
Read MoreFebruary begins in Aquarius season, and we’re launched straight into the energy of the month with a New Moon in Aquarius on the 1st. This transit is about freedom, autonomy, and possibility pertaining to our needs. If Capricorn’s Saturnian energy is about boundaries and limitation, Aquarius is about going beyond structure and certainty into the unknown. It’s leaving the village to begin a grand adventure towards life’s higher truths.
Read Moresummer.
summer
summer
summer
all the other girls
are bitches. they speak with fluency i don’t
understand. they have a secret
stash of ice cream. they giggle in the mornings, warm
their lips on the grass. i watch with awkward feet.
i am fraudulent, half-wrong, but i want to be good.
the men, though––the men are tall, dark
and haptic,
just like everyone said they would be.
