My Granddaughter in the Garden.

A Documentary Media Blog by Graham Runciman. Perpetually sorting the archive is a ritual of reassurance for an insecure description of the world. What if this ritual could be used to open up new orders rather than attempt to close the archive down on a singular resolution? How can we embrace the madness at the heart of the archival impetus to give rise to new ways of seeing across the archive? Sepia-tone images are yellow, like aged pap.

I will have them for sale this weekend at the Not Dead Yet Fest day time shows at the Tranzac in Toronto. I think the Toronto Zine Library will also sell them through their distro at future events. Makes sense, right? .

If Canadian regained their passion for their country and voiced their opinions, no matter what they are. We might finally encourage our political parties to become more responsible for the actions.

It has undergone many changes since my original proposal last year, though the themes and participant group remains the same.