paintings, writing, and explorations in sound
Our waterhole is freezing, of course. Every day before I dip the bucket into the precious liquid, I have to use the axe and reluctantly destroy those wonderful ice crystals that have grown the night before. - Manuela In the first few weeks of The Ice Cube's eager search around the internet for personal stories… Continue reading ice over a water hole
I love watching the Yukon River freeze over in early winter (2nd time for me) because it's a 2-4 week period of continuous drama. Every morning, the river is going to be completely different. And we all know that after freeze-up the river enters deep-sleep mode, which means no more visible river movement until spring.… Continue reading yukon river freeze-up + one sad truck
by Craig Carpenter It's said that every seven years rabbits have their year and propagate at alarming rates. The day I decided to sacrifice the fat one hopping about my front doorstep, it was one among thousands dotting the northern meadow outside my cabin at Head Acres, the cabin community 30 km north of Whitehorse.… Continue reading craig carpenter’s yukon freezer bunny
(February 2010 update: Arctica is now set to launch on Friday, February 12, online and in a little studio in Whitehorse too, if you're nearby) Just before I moved to Dawson in April, a writer friend in Vancouver e-introduced me to an editor/writer in Whitehorse who was putting together an editorial team to plan an… Continue reading Arctica: circumpolar online mag seeks subs
look gr*eat and spee,d *up your metabolis+m I looked at spam tonight because we discussed online security today. Warning: This message may not be from whom it claims to be. Beware of following any links in it or of providing the sender with any personal information. It's true I looked at spam tonight after we… Continue reading canine fluent ice
One tricky thing about the North is that, when it's summer or even fall, your body finds it hard to remember that everything within sight (including yourself) will soon return to living inside a thick layer of deep cold for more than half of the year. The Dempster Highway, Canada's most northern road, ends at… Continue reading Tuktoyaktuk ice road: in liquid form
A story of frozen speed, submitted by a person with an intriguing freezer experience. Amy Reiswig is a researcher, writer and editor who abandoned her freezing home town of Montreal for temperate coastal life in Esquimalt, British Columbia. Freeze. As a verb or imperative, “freeze” ultimately means that something (or someone) gets slowed down, stopped.… Continue reading frozen: icon of hyper flight
For the final celebration of last week's International Freezer Appreciation Day: Rachel Wiegers, Dawson's belle, tells the story of buying, emptying, and moving a freezer in preparation for the winter. Wearing fur-lined high heels from the thrift store in Mayo, just because that's Rachel-style. Much thanks to James Wood for helping lift, and for driving… Continue reading IFAD final: Rachel’s Yukon freezer expertise
Freezers. What to say, we're grateful they exist. Love 'em, love their contents, love the ease of it all. In fact, a note from Carolyn Hanbury, in La Mortola, Italia, described how she loved her deep freeze enough to haul it on a long journey: My husband and I packed up everything in the removal… Continue reading IFAD #4: straightup freezer appreciation
red pony alert a semi-fiction by yours truly Forget that I’ve been sneezing and blowing my nose all day. I’m going out for a run so I can sleep properly. If you’re not looking for gold, the roads around Dawson don’t lead to many dramas. I jog out of town at least twice a week,… Continue reading red pony alert
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