The age of the McMansion saw the shift of the house from a place that we live in, potentially for the rest of our lives, to an asset that we are decidedly not supposed to live in forever.
What do our abandoned playgrounds say about who we were- and who we are?
A new name and visual identity, pretty much everything else is the same.
We’re a city with a giant wooden lumberjack for our mascot and a moose on our official coat of arms. Let’s embrace Comic Sans.
When an SUV swerved to hit me, I realized riding a bike in a car-dominated culture is an inherantly political act.
Original content is licensed under a
Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-ShareAlike 2.5 Canada License.
For more information visit http://andrewkurjata.ca/copyright.
Powered by WordPress using a modified version of the DePo Skinny Theme.