I met Milt in the mid-1970s. My wife and I had moved to Toronto in 1975 after graduating from Trent…
In the beginning lush San Diego was the Garden of Eden. At the end, when the tall steel gates closed…
The subversive power of women’s domestic art.
Poverty isn’t just an economic category, its also an insidious means of exclusion.
Toronto’s roughest neighbourhoods live on, but mainly in its fiction.
