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• St. Martins, New Brunswick

  The trails leading to the caves are overrun with calf-like children and their heifer mothers. In defiance, I discover untraveled, rocky ledges, grab branches for support—nettles catching, but not...

• St. Martins, New Brunswick

  My boots draw pools of water that suck themselves flat. Folded on rose-bordered stationary, a letter sticks under the band of my bralette (that’s what the saleswoman called it)....

• St. Martins, New Brunswick

  Dear Leonard, I saw an albatross at the Royal Ontario Mus eum. Not a real one, silly. In the bird gallery. There’s a glass cage like nothing you’ll ever...

• St. Martins, New Brunswick

  I can’t even get the damned letters right. I left my laptop at home because I thought a typewriter romantic—perfumed stationary and click-clack floating out the window. Looney purring...

• St. Martins, New Brunswick

  Dear Leo, Looney won’t eat and no one talks to me. Nothing ever happens here. I’m like a painted ship upon a painted ocean (I didn’t make up that...

• Performing objects, readymade bodies

  Video, photography, sculpture, and painting share a common space and duration in Liddington’s exhibition; autonomous objects from different disciplines have the opportunity to exchange meaning. In this, Merce Cunningham’s...

• St. Martins, New Brunswick

  I’m digging into half a grapefruit when Looney darts from under the bed and arcs onto the windowsill. It’s open, not to the sea but to an alley...

• St. Martins, New Brunswick

  Hi L, The water is covered with algae so I won’t swim in it. The tourists are dwindling. That bird survived. I’ve named the bird Lou, she’s a...

• St. Martins, New Brunswick

  My bralette is salted with sweat stains. I tuck the letter in its lace and stretch an elastic band around the shoebox. Lou is cheep-cheeping, so she must...

• Performing objects, readymade bodies

  Liddington’s they danced with the understanding that this was for them, eventually it was at the SAAG situates itself within this tradition of quotidian performance on film, movement as readymade....