Hycroft Mansion is one of my favourite stops in Vancouver. As a newish city – much of which was destroyed in the Great Vancouver Fire of 1886 – we don’t have that many early buildings of any sort, let alone buildings so close to their original condition. Hycroft, built from 1909
When you ask most people about Spin class, they throw out words like: intense, energizing, grueling, medieval chain gang madness. It is wheels whipping, legs cramping, sweat flying. 4, 3, 2, 1. Out of the saddle. When you ask Livona Ellis about Spin class, she settles into a tranquil sigh.
It’s not easy to be a mannequin. Their lives start out promising enough, if you can see past the crowded nurseries, the presumptuous sanding and the plastic holding cells. Once released into the world, these sinless mannequins suddenly find themselves set alight in safety videos: Tricked out with fancy
The bouquet was on its last stems. Peonies starting to droop; petals ragged and browning. Leaves curling their way back to the midrib. Each flower staking out its final resting place on the edge of the cellophane. “Perfect,” though artist Jamie Evrard. “I’ll take this one.” “Oh no,” said the