Archive for April, 2012
My friends at Outlook TV have updated their website. It’s worth a visit: You can watch current and archived episodes of the “Lesbian Gay Bisexual Trans Two Spirit Queer Questioning Intersex Magazine Show.” (Submit your story ideas for future episodes here.)
For the first time since I was, oh, 14, I am having a summer vacation. From when I started at Kwantlen Polytechnic University in 2003, I have taught year-round — to keep out of trouble, is what I usually tell people. This year I decided to make the change, and will be making a number of trips and visits to friends old and new. I’ll also be doing a lot of writing as well as working on some publishing projects (as usual!) with cherished colleagues. At the very least you will see more of me here or connected to here. I submit final grades a week from tomorrow … and then it is a new day.
My friend and recent Kwantlen Polytechnic University journalism graduate Sarah Jackson (who designed basil.CA) is always on the move. Here’s a story about her recent work written by Dr. Gira Bhatt, Principal Investigator / Project Director for Acting Together: Community-University Research Alliance (CURA) and Kwantlen Psychology faculty member. (I was “Knowledge Dissemination” advisor to the Acting Together research project back in 2008-11.)
“Young men were asked to take pictures as part of a UBC study funded by Canadian Institutes of Health Research about losing a male friend to accidental death. Part research, part art show, this exhibition is a selection of these photos. Accompanied by quotes from participants’ interviews, the images collectively challenge notions of men’s invulnerability to grief and reveals the different ways men find meaning in tragic loss.” Presented by the UBC School of Nursing and the Department of Education.
The opening is tomorrow night, April 27, starting at 7:30PM at The Fall Gallery, 644 Seymour Street, Vancouver, BC.
April 27: The exhibition was beautifully done, and very moving, and illuminating. There were several dozen images on the walls (usually photos of some meaningful place or of an item belonging to a male friend who had died, in almost all cases, due to youthful recklessness — snowboarding off an embankment, getting stabbed at a nightclub, overdosing, DUIs, getting hit by a car while skateboarding — with quotes 2 – 3 sentences long beneath them, from a male friend of the young man who had died) that possessed talismanic radiance for the grievers and which seemed, too, to bless the exhibition space with a kind of buoyant calm and even contentment. It’s a profoundly courteous (and I think *so* useful) creation of social science research that my former colleague from the Gangs Project, Jennifer Matthews, who works at UBC, turned into a really cool show. The opening was packed — the show had received some good publicity — Jennifer was interviewed by the CBC, and the Vancouver Sun ran a little feature on it today.
Walking home down Granville Street afterwards, as Friday night was getting underway, was a jarring but appropriate coda to the experience — you could see groups of guys already buzzed, marching 3 or 5 abreast, belching and bumping along the sidewalks outside of the clubs …
FYI: Here’s a link to Jennifer Matthews’ remarkable “Whistler Guys Study” website, which presents some of her earlier research, on young men doing extreme things in their lives.
I see that Kwantlen Polytechnic University‘s incoming president, Dr. Alan Davis, has ties to my Alma Mater, the State University of New York at Buffalo, having recently served as President of SUNY’s Empire State College. Welcome to Kwantlen, Dr. Davis. I look forward to working with you.
Dr. Davis will be replacing Interim President and Vice Chancellor John McKendry, who ably took the reigns of leadership at our university last year. Hats off to Dr. McKendry for a job very well done.
“I can be glad in my death that, selfless,/ the beauty of the world goes on; and then more:/ even worldless, that beauty still.”
Until the other day, it had been almost thirty years since I read the poetry of William Bronk, whose work was recommended to me by Gilbert Sorrentino, my teacher and friend way back when I was in grad school at Stanford. I find it wonderful as ever. No one I know writes more gorgeously succinct, unsparing poems about proportion and time. (The above lines come from a 1978 chapbook by Bronk, “That Beauty Still,” that I picked up recently at a splendid place in Seattle’s Pioneer Square neighborhood, Wessel and Lieberman Booksellers.)