Author: Isabel Healy


This is the Difference Between Girls and Boys


  Last week, in 37c temperatures beside the lake, under the Alps, it was too hot to walk barefoot on the timber deck, so donning flip flops, wielding a long handled loppers, I went out to cut for kindling the mound of branches between swimming...

Yoga On A Paddle Board


My husband was not impressed when I came home and declared “That was the most fun I’ve ever had with my clothes off!”  I was very impressed. As he had a quiet morning at home, my friend Kathryn and I had spent two hours doing...

Love Is Not Just For February


  I love icons and saints and saints’ stories and mark their feast days with the appropriate symbols and flowers. All except Saint Valentine. Poor Saint Valentine, he was hijacked by consumerism and the money spinners turned his celebration into a day fostering loneliness, disappointment,...

A Timber Lifeline Defeats an Oil Pipeline


  With over 50 exhibitions to his credit over the past quarter century as well as awards, residencies and lecturing, Peter Von Tiesenhausan is one of Canada’s best known artists.  Also a sculptor, video and performance artist, Peter’s canvas is wide and though he does not...

Leonard Cohen and Saint Kateri Tekakwitha


Inspired by Leonard Cohen’s “Be With Me” I made this collage of medals and relics in November 2010, possibly – sinfully – triumphantly justifying my hoarding of the family collection of such religious/superstitious – but also historically valuable – memorabilia and taliswomen. Leonard Cohen was...

Apocalypse Now


America has rejected a female heart and brain surrounded by a bevy of brilliant women, in favour of a male ego surrounded by rotund, jowly old white conservative capitalist males.  Ahead of the vote, result or its latest publication date, the New Yorker Magazine released its...

The US Presidential Election 2016


For months I have been consumed and obsessed with the US Presidential Election, spending so much time on computer, radio and television that I barely got in the harvest before the first frost hit.  I have also become a bore on social media, dealing with...

Irish Dancing


    One of the most enjoyable gigs I ever covered as a journalist was the World Irish Dancing Championships when it was held in Cork. I wish I one of the 7,000 spectators along with the 1,600 competitors at Oireachtas Rince na h-Éireann 2016...

The Grand-duc d’Europe


      In August 1999, there was a total eclipse of the sun.  Living  in the Mardyke area of Cork city between the River Lee and the University, I was waiting for the phenomenon.  A few moments before the appointed time, early afternoon, it...

The Seasons of Enlightenment


It’s not losing our glasses that causes us the most grief anymore, not even losing our keys or the odd sock….it’s our telephones.  Our personal telephones are like our gods, they are called a different name in each religion and each culture, but essentially, they...