the other room in the house

death walks with me

No one invited the Reaper to the party. Nevertheless, he decided to show up just in time to reap behind me for this picture and then disappear immediately after.

For all I know I could have flirted with Death for hours.

"Ma"

It was the last day of my European vacation. I was at the Paris apartment alone, exhausted, homesick and heartbroken. I was on the internet trying to find a cure for homesickness by chatting with Maryanne. She said to me "Jayme. You're in Paris. Do me a favor and take a walk. Bring your camera and take pictures of things you see and title it 'Ma' then send them to me." It was a great plan to get me out of the apartment and to transfer my mind to a healthier and more productive place, until halfway through my Parisian trek it started pouring rain and thundering.
I have been thinking and dreaming a lot about my trip to Europe lately which made me realize I never sent Ma her weatherbeaten photo project. I gave up halfway due to a strong case of pathetic fallacy, but Monday is her birthday and I thought I should finally post what I saw. There was a picture of a man straddling a little white puppy while working on his motorcycle but I must have deleted it because it didn't flow with my storyline. I wish I kept that over these.

this night wounds time

if this was written in 1975 then the future they speak of is now...where is my healing pyramid house?

tree ghost

dance of the last shaker

My sister, Rebecca, and her boyfriend, Chris, made this little film. It was shot this summer in Prince Edward Island.
Directed by: Rebecca Mendoza, Chris Murphy
Choreography and performance by: Rebecca Mendoza
Poetry by: Damian Rogers


Dance of the Last Shaker from Damian Rogers on Vimeo.

nap by darby

nap by darby from jayme elizabeth on Vimeo.

Last night I experienced a meditative, spiritual hour of sitting on my couch listening to nothing but the metronomical dripping of the kitchen faucet and Darby's soft rhythmical breathing beside me. It was the most relaxed I've felt in weeks. I tried to record the sound through my shitty digital camera but of course the sounds were too faint to pick up. I opted for a score by Brightblack Morning Light instead. I think its time for me to bite the bullet and get a job...

last night was halloween in toronto

i am getting good at finding werewolves

Last night I attended Bog Body at Penny Arcade Vintage. I arrived to find Jesse sitting on the stoop with a painted face and a dead fox stuffed down the front of his shirt. The night was a pagan/black metal themed art show with designs/work by artists Karen Donaldson, Jimmy Limit and Kristin Macgregor and music by Blodvargar and Huckleberry Friends. It was one of those nights where I opened my eyes out of wonder as to where that splashing wetness was coming from to find a cleared circle baron of human bodies surrounding me while my hair was banging in and out of my cup of beer.

Whatever.
RnR

Timber Timbre EPK

Timber Timbre - EPK from Scott Cudmore on Vimeo.

Also check out the Timber Timbre website
for a free album download. Only until Halloween!