The Tibetans say that after death, a person’s soul takes 49 days to travel from one life to the next. I don’t know where that number comes from. Probably some ancient numerology. But if it’s true, then sometime towards the middle of October, maybe a comet will streak across the sky, or a wolf cub will be born, or a tiny orchid will press it’s way up through the forest floor. And that will be you.

I don’t know if I even believe that to be true.

But if it means missing you a little less, I’ll take it.


Lots of it, this summer. Si reconnaissant.


  • Workshopping 2 great new plays by Canadian women. Pamela Sinha’s New @ Soulpepper Theatre, and Anusree Roy’s Trident Moon @ The Stratford Festival.

  • The Second Woman, presented by Performing Lines (Australia) @ Harbourfront Centre’s Brave Festival. I’m still processing - but suffice it to say, one of the most incredible experiences I’ve had in my career. A 24hr durational piece, performed repeatedly with 100 different men - a theatre/film/performance art hybrid. Rehearsals were a steep learning curve, immersing myself in the Meisner technique that creators Nat Randall and Anna Breckon base their work in. I learned so much: about my craft, about human nature, about physical and mental endurance, about goodness. So much gratitude to everyone who supported this project: our audiences; the Aussie gals - Nat & Anna, Tahni, EO, Liz & Kayla; the Harbourfront amazons - Iris, Laura, Caren and Marah; my shift stage manager den mamas - Jennifer & Judie; my hair and makeup guardian angels - Emily & Misty; the caterers who kept us all fed and watered; and all the rest of the 20 women who were present and essential during this 24 hr marathon. And the men who supported us - my 3 rehearsal actors - and the 100 guys, each of whom walked through that set door with courage and generosity. Thanks much. I’m still recovering from the sleep deprivation, but it was so worth it. Making art is human, egalitarian and life affirming.


  • A trip to the Caravan Farm Theatre to see Peter Anderson’s The Coyotes, and celebrate the 41st anniversary and Bill Miner Day. Making good food and music with old friends in Lee Creek, river swimming, field picnics in the back 40, laughing my tits off at the show, carving spit roasted lamb in the cookshack and feasting with good folks I’ve known forever, banjos and mandolins and guitars and voices raised in song, remembering those we’ve lost, dancing till the wee hours. I’ve been away for a few years, and wasn’t sure I still belonged to this place I first set foot in at the age of 23. I was reminded that I do. Always have. Reclaiming places and people here at the Caravan - good for my soul. No matter how much time passes, the people I love here open their hearts and homes to me. Not crosses in the road, but trees in my forest, you are.


  • Tofino, BC. One of my fave places on the planet. A few glorious days of unsheltered coastline and old growth forest. And starlit night skies that knock you on your ass for the beauty. Beach combing and hiking. Watching my amazeballs teenage daughter on a surfboard for the first time since she was a kiddo in pigtails. And getting out on a board myself. I love the Pacific ocean for it’s untamed ferocity. Whether I’m catching the perfect wave, or being savagely tossed off my 8 footer - doesn’t matter. The feeling is heaven on earth. Bucket list: surfing/hunting trip in Haida Gwaii next year…

Glad to be home now. Winterizing the beehives and pulling the last few harvests from my garden.

**Summer stack - Warlight by Michael Ondaatje, Tree: A Life Story by David Suzuki & Wayne Grady, Wildness: An Ode to Newfoundland and Labrador by chef Jeremy Charles - for anyone who loves the stories that go with the food we make and share.


Watershed. Last night. Met friends at the beach to slough off the long week with an ocean swim. My teenage daughter and her 2 besties joined us. After a beautiful sunset, I took them for cheeseburgers and milkshakes, and their chatter quickly turned to the conversation that’s been dominating the hallowed halls of Templeton High - a woman’s absolute right to choose.

They shared their thoughts and peppered me with questions about the Alabama ruling, what it all means to them. Deep breath. Not sure where to start, I told them that in 1973, not that long after I was born, Norma McCorvey, better known as Jane Roe, mustered up the courage to take on the state of Texas in the highest court in the land. She demanded her constitutional right to choose what happened to her body. I told them that she won the battle, and it set a precedent (had to explain that word), Roe v Wade, that would give every woman that right. So how did Alabama happen? - they asked. I told them there was a kicker: the ruling wasn’t absolute (had to explain that one too). It gave each state the right to apply a ‘balancing test’. Enter the loophole. Through which Trump’s savage, criminal, republican administration is attempting to tear down everything that is good and right in US.

So what can we do? - they asked.

The conversation that followed, with these 3 sparkling, intelligent young woman filled me with all kinds of emotions. Amazement, pride, respect. Also a real sense of the weight of responsibility I carry. Because they’re looking to us - their mothers and aunts, grandmas and sisters, friends and teachers, caregivers and healers - all the women in their lives, and the rock solid men who stand shoulder to shoulder with us. They’re looking to us to lead by example. To stand up and be counted. Fight the good fight. Love what is good in this world, ferociously. So they can grow into independent women who stand up, fight and love. Not just for themselves, but for everyone. And I know they will. They already are.


A trip to Janaki Larsen’s studio today, for her annual spring pop-up in Van. Next door to The Wild Bunch, Larsen’s atelier is truly magical. Textiles, ceramics, paintings, found objects spun into whimsical creations. All muted, earthy, understated palettes. The smell of soil and moss, fibre and wood, salt water - everything about her and the artists she works with speaks of a quiet humility and grace. Janaki is down-to-earth and warm. Her mother, Patricia Larsen and I talked animatedly about Oaxaca, while I fingered the impossibly soft homespun linen I held in my hands. I walked out of there with 2 shallow ceramic bowls, partially glazed in milky, dun tones, like rabbits, gorgeous in their imperfection. I’m officially on bread and water rations for the next few weeks - fukkit, no regrets. Super grateful for the diverse community of artists I live amidst in this city.


Workshopping ‘Galatea' by John Lyly. This late 16th century play influenced dudes like Christopher Marlowe and William Shakespeare, and is the first known play in the English canon to feature an openly lesbian love affair. The project is a partnership with UBC, SFU and Bard on the Beach. We’re honoured to present this staged reading outdoors, at the Indian Residential School History and Dialogue Centre Amphitheatre, as part of the 2019 Congress of the Humanities and Social Sciences at UBC.

**Happy Mother’s Day to all the hot mama’s I know and love. You all inspire me, big time.**


Work is good. Life is better.

The Cultch Bees are thriving on the roof at 1895 Venables Street. I’m planting a bee friendly medicinal garden for the apian ladies. Penelope and Circe are reigning over their queendoms; the hives are full of healthy brood and gorgeous waxy hexagons of honey. My community garden plot is already showing signs of a certain wildness - but I come by that honestly. A new bike - light and fast, bombing around the city, my skin to the wind a simple pleasure. People I love gathered round my dining table. My teenage Masai warrior daughter flitting in and out of my field of vision, deigning, occasionally, to spend an evening with me watching re-runs of Grey’s Anatomy over tv-tray dinners. Dusting off my fave thrift store sunfrocks. Life is good. It ain’t perfect - but I wouldn’t be living honestly if it was. And as a beautiful, wise friend of mine says - just keep peeling back the layers. Bring it on, Artemis.


  • 4 more episodes of The Murders (Citytv), Mondays @ 9PM.

  • Workshopping Pamela Sinha’s latest play, New, with Soulpepper Theatre in TO.

  • The Second Woman by Nat Randall & Anna Breckon (Performing Lines/Australia). A mulitimedia theatrical experience - staged and projected live through multiple cameras. 1 scene from the classic John Cassavetes film Opening Night, performed 100 times, by 1 actress, with 100 different men, over 24 hours straight, in 2 different cities. Oh fuck yeah - I’m pretty excited about this one. More details soon.

Audiopile: Maxing out on 80’s Brit Ska and 2-tone these days - UB40, The English Beat, vintage Police, The Clash - some wild card PJ Harvey thrown in to temper that rankling English chauvinism - but the hooks are so daaayam good, it’s got me like swing-kick-swing-kick-swing-kick. The The’s Dusk, Mr.Jukes God First, both brilliant spins. Drake, I broke up with you man, but you keep showing up at my door, and end up spending the night. Getting my 70’s Canadiana folk-on every night at The Orchard (After Chekhov): top of Act 2, Joni’s earthen tones guiding me across the inky darkness of the stage to my starting mark; and Gordon freakin Lightfoot, who brings back childhood suburban Ontario memories of lying in the back yard in our bikinis under the sprinkler on humid summer afternoons…


  • The Murders (Citytv) premieres tonight, Monday March 25th @ 9pm PST. Set in Vancouver, this smart crime drama features a bi-racial female protagonist. And the rest of us broads. Great cast, seriously good writing. Please tune in and support Canadian made tv.

  • The Orchard (After Chekhov) by Sarena Parmar (Arts Club Theatre) opens this week, Wednesday March 27th. Honoured to be treading the boards with such a fierce, compassionate cast of artists. Running at the historic Stanley Theatre till April 21st.

  • The Cultch Bee Project is underway! 2 nucs of Arataki honeybees are arriving all the way from New Zealand. We’ll be settling them into their new, sweet ass hives on the roof of the Cultch on April 3rd. This beekeeper-in-training is vibrating with excitement to spend another summer working alongside Brain Campbell (Blessed Bee Farm). Shout out to Vancouver based Urban Bee Supplies for bringing our girls home.

    Bees: good for our communities, good for our planet. lovelovelove.


It’s tomorrow. But tonight i’m sending an early shout out to the awesome nurses at BC Children’s Hospital. So damn good at what they do - the docs would be lost without them. When you’re shit scared and doing your best to keep it together, these women know how to make lemonade out of lemons…

Deep thanks, from the bottom of my heart. You rock it.


  1. makers:The Orchard (After Chekhov) ‘. The pleasure of heading into the rehearsal hall with this fly company of artists; crafting this adaptation of a classic story about family and home, and sharing it with our community. Running at The Stanley Theatre from March 27 - April 21. ‘Revisor’ - Kidd Pivot’s latest wonder defies words. Wendy Morosoff Smith (Printmaker/Comox Valley). Karen Hendry (Jeweller/Tofino). Natasha Broad (Drawer/Vancouver).

  2. sourdough starter


  4. bees: Embarking on an exciting pilot project with my sweet ole’ bee master Brian Campbell of Blessed Bee Apiary and The Cultch in East Van. Hives on the roof this summer! More news soon…

  5. liquid amber tattoo & art collective: Thank you Ania Ray for your exquisite ink work. Honoured to be your canvas.

  6. trout lake: The best back yard in the ‘hood - morning runs around the pond, life drawing at the art studio, and the fine folks at the farmers market who’ll be back soon to load up my kitchen with their beautiful organic produce.

  7. audiopile: The Internet, Mr. Jukes, Damien Marley, classic Kate Bush and Patsy Cline, Yo Yo Ma’s Appalachian Waltz.

  8. words: Charlotte Gill - Eating Dirt: Deep Forests, Big Timber, and Life with the Tree Planting Tribe; Haruki Murakami - What I Talk About When I Talk About Running; Rabindranath Tagore - Gitanjali

  9. bc eco seed co-op: Getting a shipment of seeds from these guys is like opening up a box of puppies. I’ll admit - i squealed. Can’t wait to get started on this year’s garden so I can do what I do best - feed my peeps.

  10. my kiddo - jumpkickairguitar

  11. ***bonus track*** love + kindness. everywhere. always. hey yeah.


Ushered in 2019 with a few beauty days in Tofino, BC. Kick ass wave slaying with the Surf Sisters, long runs along endless stretches of beach, hiking in rainforests so verdant you can actually taste the chlorophyll in your mouth. And thinking about all the women folk in my life. Friends, allies, mamas, makers, businesswomen, activists, bitches, domestic goddesses. The kind of women who aren’t afraid to be uppity and mouthy - or have a good cry if need be. Who give, unconditionally. Women who crack a wicked grin when they spot another crows foot in the mirror; who throw their heads back and fling their arms in the air at impromptu living room dance parties. Who make the school lunches, make art, make noise, make love not war. Love you all. So much. You make me better. I’d take a bullet for you:

Jeni Haskett Kerry Davidson Jackie Ross Megan Leitch Kim Collier Lauren Taylor Kathy Duborg Mariaima Touray Gabrielle Rose Nicola Cavendish Jamie Levitt Robyn Friedman Daisy Kler Moya O’Connell Heather Redfern Donna McTavish Rochelle Garfinkel Katrina Dunn Michelle Michals Lois Anderson Brittaney Bennett Lisa Ryder Stacey Mendelson Luisa Jojic Gillian Cran. Riotous pussies, all.


Winner Takes All (feature film), Arrow (CW), The Murders (City TV/Muse Ent.), The Orchard (Stanley Theatre).


The Electric Company opens The Full Light of Day @ The Vancouver Playhouse on January 7th, 2019 - don’t miss it. David Yaffe’s Joni Mitchell biography Reckless Daughter, Tara Westover’s Educated, Tanya Tagaq’s Split Tooth, Janaki Larsen Ceramics (if I ever get rich and famous, I’ll own one of her utterly gorgeous urns), the permanent Emily Carr collection @ the VAG.- always worth a revisit. On the audiopile these days : Brockhampton, Jose Gonzales, Bruce Springsteen’s Nebraska. I just discovered Grey Reverend - haven’t been so moved deep in my soul by a singer/songwriter in a while. And Joni, always Joni.


Solstice. Full moon waxing hard. Just washed a brace of wine tumblers to a playlist of Radiohead, Case/Lang/Viers and vintage Neil Young. The last vestiges of a rowdy, celebratory meal with dear pals. Reflecting on the past year, and what’s to come.

This month, I grabbed my kiddo and adventured along the Pacific coast of Oaxaca, Mexico. I have an affinity for the dark and stormy brackish ocean here in BC. But as you get closer to the equator, the water warms, and the colours shift to azures and emerald greens. An amazing experience. Swimming at dawn, beachcombing for shells on deserted beaches, and piles of fresh guacamole in Huatalco. Dia de la Virgen Guadalupe, dancing in the church square, and sitting on the sidewalk on upturned buckets eating the best damn street tacos I’ve ever tasted in La Crucetcita. Sleeping on the edge of the jungle in Mazunte - a little seaside town so tiny it doesn’t make it onto most maps. The hiking here kills. Casa la Mermejita in Mazunte sits perched up in the hills, a stone’s throw from the Pacific. Designed by a local architect with eco-sustainability and geometry in mind, 6 Casas are named after the geometrical shape they were designed in. At night, the deep silence of being up in the trees is juxtaposed with the brilliance of the stars, the rustling and caterwauling of nocturnal creatures and the roar of crashing waves below - wild and beautiful. In the morning, Lady (yeah that’s really her name) fixes up a breakfast of fresh chunks of papaya and pineapple, drizzled with thick Oaxacan yoghurt, and granola that she roasts up in a cast iron pan. And - the reason why I came here in the first place - surfiing in San Agustinillo. Oh. Oh. Oh. I don’t even have the words to express the feeling of being on a board in this kind of ferocious unsheltered coastline. William Finnegan, in his excellent Pulitzer Prize autobiography Barbarian Days (A Surfing Life), describes surfing as part gratitude, part mastery. As a novice surfer, I can’t lay claim to any mastery. But I love it, so much, I got the gratitude part down pat. And the people we met. On the street, in their homes and businesses, in the back of collectivo ride sharing trucks, we were met with kindness, humour, and that greatest of virtues - hospitality - the real measure of a person.

Here’s another thing: my daughter - who’s growing into a pretty fly young woman. Travel is the best way I know how to teach her about the things that matter. To be in unfamiliar places and spaces engenders tolerance, compassion and courage. It makes us pliant and flexible citizens of the world, and encourages us to seek out difference, to step outside our comfort zones. We know whats in our own back yard. It’s what’s on the other side of the fence that I want her to always reach for. This adventure we shared together - it’s the kind of experience that’s evolving her into a strong, kind, independent woman.

My holiday kitchen is heady with smells of the Oaxacan dishes I’m attempting to recreate, hopefully to share at my next long table dinner. Already plotting the next trip back. To surf and hike, to eat, and to wake up to that gorgeous early morning light…

Happy Solstice.

(** If the spirit moves you, please consider donating to these awesome local organizations, who are doing so much to make this city better, and bring our community together: Insite for Community Safety, AIDS Vancouver, Western Front, Vancouver Rape Relief and Women’s Shelter, Oppenheimer Park Dinner, DTES Kitchen Tables Project , and my old friend Elia Kirby’s hive of creativity, The Arts Factory ).


David Peterson, an old Caravan Farm Theatre stalwart, passed away last week after a battle with cancer. I first met David dog’s years ago when he directed The Bremen Town Band. It was my first Caravan winter show. Cold as fuck. But I loved it. In our Sorrels and thrift store fur coats, we sang and danced and tore ahead of the horse drawn sleighs that transported the audience from one spot to another. The details are fuzzy, but I recall a tiny stage in the middle of a field in the back 40, with red velvet curtains, that made the audience gasp with delight. Caravan magic. I remember David’s hilarious note sessions, peppered with the foulest obscenities. And his nightly ritual of splitting logs in the woodshed after dinner. No one’s stove went hungry that winter.

At his wake at the Performing Arts Lodge this weekend, I couldn’t get that classic Stones song, Not Fade Away, out of my head. I guess it was the surfeit of big ole love and laughter in the room - truly a celebration of a man who lived his life full tilt boogie. We drank and ate. Shared stories and memories and anecdotes. His kids spoke heartfelt words about their Dad. His lady love Nicola read bits from her journal and told us of his last days - the 2 of them cuddling and snogging in his hospital bed. An evening with lots of smiles; lots of tears. And in true Caravan fashion - lots of music. I stood side by side with people who have been in and out of my life since I first stepped on that property in Armstrong at the age of 23. Gill and Linds, Nadja and Wyatt (who taught me to play penny ante poker in the cookshack), Nick, Molly and March, Pete and Mel, Catherine, Marietta and Peter, Stevie and Susie, Steven Hill, and all the kids I’ve watched grow up into awesome people with families of their own - the list goes on. And I was struck by the fact that distance and time haven’t made my relationships with these folks fade at all. We don’t see or speak to each other as often as we’d like. But when we do, no matter how much time has passed - hands reach out, arms wrap, eyeball to eyeball. Good, true blue friendship that doesn’t fade away. And David - you will not fade away. But you were there that night, so you know that…


  • Toons: Starbeam , Molly of Denali (PBS Kids)

  • Arrow - shout out to Juliana Harkavy, who kicks ass as the Black Canary, but also happens to be a real peach. Funny and warm. A pleasure to work with you, woman.

  • The Murders (City TV/Muse) wraps up shooting season 1 soon. Watch for the premiere sometime next spring.


  • Noam Gagnon’s Pilates Collective. Pilates with Noam continues to keep my body/mind/soul strong and open. Tons of gratitude for that. This jewel box of a studio offers privates, small group classes and open studio. Go there.

  • Downtown Eastside Women’s Centre. Continuing to provide all kinds of services and support for women and children living in the DTES community. My daughter hails from the DTES - so this org means a lot in our house. Donate.


George Bernard Shaw wrote the classic play about her - St.Joan. Eco-feminist, warrior, truth teller, compassionate heart. But it was the first time I heard Leonard Cohen’s song, Joan of Arc, that really got me hooked on her story, and his extraordinary work. I once gave a volume of his poetry to someone as a gesture of love. Then later shared a poem from that same collection as a goodbye. That’s the amazing scope of his writing - from cradle to tomb.

The Flame (Penguin/Random House) is a new collection of Cohen’s previously unpublished poems, and selections from the piles of notebooks he kept during his lifetime. A labour of love, curated by his son, Adam Cohen. Poems, drawings, and the reflections of a man who lived and wrote with equal parts audacity and grace. It’s a beautiful collection - full of humour and so much humility. To lose him and Gord Downie in the same calendar year is kind of unthinkable. But like Downie’s albums, we have Cohen’s volumes to hold on to, and revisit over and over. Like I’m doing now. Seriously good shit…

Buy it. Read it.


  • Workshop of John Lyly’s Galatea. Lyly was a contemporary of Shakespeare’s - and rumor has it the Bard helped himself to Lyly’s characters and plot lines and penned them as his own. That bitch ripped everyone off. Galatea is the first known play of the period to put a queer love affair between 2 women, front and centre. The collaborative efforts of Bard on the Beach, SFU, UBC, and a room full of actors, directors and dramaturgs - trying to figure out if the play stands on it’s own and could be produced in the future.

  • Halfway through shooting the first season of the new Citytv/Muse series The Murders. Really great writing. Really great folks. 100% Can-con. Yaasssssss.

And: Hives for Humanity, Eastside Culture Crawl , Portland Hotel Society. Gotta love this city.


Last night, the company of The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time presented the first ‘relaxed performance’ at The Stanley Theatre. This modified performance was an inclusive experience for patrons of all ages, sensitivities and abilities. An amazing night. What a privilege it was, to share this piece of theatre with this audience. Reminded us all that nurturing community through art is for everyone. And that embracing difference is what keeps us expansive and curious and joyous. One week left. If you haven’t yet, come and see the show. It’s a real beauty.


Arrow; season 1 of The Murders - a smart new local crime drama; voicing the audiobook of Anita Rau Badami’s The Hero’s Walk.


The Collected Poems of Amy Clampitt , got me like… This American poet published her first volume, The Kingfisher, in 1983 at the age of 63 (yeah - for reals). Her poetry is simply gorgeous. Please support the publishing industry and pick up a copy.

Vancouver based figurative realist painter Jay Senetchko. His paintings are like the love child of Andrew Wyeth and some Dutch master. Check.This.The.Fuck.Out.

Bhad Bhabie. Guilty, guilty pleasure…

And to the little forager bee, who, disoriented by last weeks warm weather tease, careened her way across the street from Cedar Cottage Community Garden apiary and into my living room: I hope I carried you back gently enough. I hope you found your way back to the hive, to huddle with your dowager Queen and the rest of the ladies for the winter. Thank you for your summer riches. Rest up girl - you’ll need all your energy for springtime.


As the fires continue to rage across BC, weeks of haze and red moons here on the coast.  Please donate to the Canadian Red CrossUntil October 12th, the Province of BC will match all individual donations. My thoughts have been with all the people in my life who earn their living outdoors: colleagues at the Caravan Farm Theatre, Brian Campbell @ Blessed Bee Apiary, Kevin MacDonald's team of skilled home renovators, and all the good farmers at Trout Lake Market working their tails off to put wholesome food on my table. Thank you all for toughing it out.

And now the rain has come to turn the tide. There's a cool in the air, and my thoughts turn to old wool sweaters, roasted red squash, gently nudging my teenage daughter to hop on her bike just 5 minutes earlier to make it to school on time, warm arms to fend off the chill.  And work.

The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-time by Simon Stephens goes into previews at The Stanley Theatre, on September 6th, 2018.  Currently in rehearsal,  Arts Club artistic director Ashlie Corcoran and choreographer Kayla Dunbar have been putting us through the gears. Sore muscles and brains crammed full of intricate details, this crack ensemble of artists looks forward to sharing this beautiful story about a 15 year old autistic boy, and the world he inhabits. Tickets available now through the Arts Club box office.

More Arrow episodes.  My thanks to the producers of this top notch CW show, for continuing to bend over backwards to accommodate my theatre schedule.  Not everyone does that.  These guys are a cut above.  

In research mode for the Arts Club production of The Orchard (After Chekhov) by Serena Parmar.  Rehearsals begin January 2019. Running at The Stanley Theatre from March 21-April 21, 2019.


Vancouver Mural Festival.  Would have given this a miss, assuming it was another generic Main Street corporate festival. Someone dragged me out. And what I actually walked into was a thriving, back alley warren of creative magic. Fuelled by art, supported by an enormous community spirit.  The real deal. 

From the graffiti artist spraying his heart and mind onto concrete in front of our eyes (fuck Instagram), to the guy from  Phantoms in the Front Yard taking the time to answer my questions about the stunning collective piece that covered an entire block, to the brothers from Schwey, sending out their sweet soul vibe, to the multitudes of parents meandering through back alleys with their curious kids and teaching them that art doesn't just live in galleries, to the cool kids breakdancing in the beer garden, to the friends encountered by chance, all of us chatting excitedly about what we were witnessing, laughing at the sheer joy of being in each other's company.

An afternoon to remember. At a festival that reminded me that art is life affirming, in all it's incarnations. That it has the power to heal and galvanize and mobilize communities. That It encourages us to think and feel and question everything.  Compassionate and tolerant in it's very nature.  And It is the ultimate equalizer, because it is by the people, for the people.  

Experiencing this festival filled me with gratitude and humility to be an artist in this beautiful city.  And reminded me that, yes, hell yes, ART MATTERS. 

Thank you Vancouver Mural Fest.  See you next year...





Currently workshopping Anywhere But Here, a new commission piece by Electric Company Theatre artist in residence Carmen Aguirre, in collaboration with Canadian hip-hop artist, Shad.  In development with Playwrights Theatre Centre, this kick ass new play, set along the US/Mexico border, follows a family on a journey backwards towards Chile from Canada.  Anywhere But Here confronts the cost of exile, and the true nature of home, through the Latinx lens.  Full of humanity, humour, and music, the show will premiere in 2020 at The Vancouver Playhouse.

Free staged reading: 

Friday August 3, 2018


Shadbolt Centre for the Arts

6450 Deer Lake Avenue

Burnaby, BC

*Clothing donations for the Inland Refugee Society of BC will be accepted at the reading.





JUNE 2018

A busy spring, summer on the coast, exciting projects on the horizon.


Search and Destroy.  A 1/2 hour Hulu network pilot for the new Carrie Brownstein (Portlandia) series. This smart, edgy show, based on her novel 'Hunger Makes Me a Modern Girl' is set in Portland amidst the west coast punk music scene of the late 90's.  Yeah - Ms. Brownstein rocks it. Proud to be a part of this one.

- LEAP Playwriting Intensive.  Workshopping new plays by young writers. These fearless, young voices are the future of Canadian theatre. Names to watch out for.

- More audiobook narration. Madeleine Thien's Certainty  is a formidable novel by a seasoned author. Available for download on Amazon.  

- On faculty at On The Mic studios, teaching Intro to Acting for Voice-Over. An impressive, state-of-the-art facility in Gastown, entirely dedicated to VO training.  Classes ongoing.


- 2 shows at the Stanley Theatre next season:  A Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time  by Mark Haddon & Simon Stephens, directed by incoming artistic director Ashlie Corcoran; The Orchard (After Chekhov) by Sarena Parmar, directed by Jovanni Sy - currently playing at The Shaw Festival.


Organic gardening and beekeeping at Cedar Cottage Community Garden.  Our beautiful garden is celebrating it's 10th anniversary of volunteer driven sustainable growing.  On July 21, 2018,  we will be hosting a pop-up long table community dinner.  Laara will chef! - with plenty of help from our members. Culled mostly from our own gardens - this communal meal will be a gorgeous evening of food, wine, and stories. Under the stars, in our own back yard.  Please join us.  Tickets available through Eventbrite.  


January 2018 - the year off to a good start.

The Breadwinner continues on its journey.  In addition to a Golden Globe nomination, this beautiful animated film has been honoured with 6 Canadian Screen Award nominations, including Best Motion Picture.  And... an Oscar nomination for Best Animated Feature.

This weekend, Laara joins the creative team in Los Angeles for the 45th Annual Annie Awards.  Follow the events on Twitter @BreadwinnerThe.  Congratulations to all of our nominees.  

Next up: shooting an episode of USA Network's sci-fi series Colony.

Sending strength and support out to Patricia Fagan, Kristin Booth, Diana Bentley and Hannah Miller in Toronto, who have recently filed a sexual harassment lawsuit against Albert Schultz and Soulpepper Theatre. Across the country, your community supports you. #MeToo.


The year in review:

-Much Ado About Nothing (Dona Jona) A Winter's Tale (Camillo) for Bard on the Beach 2017

-Happy Place (Nina) by Pamela Mala Sinha for Touchstone Theatre

-Jessie Richardson Theatre Award for Best Supporting ActressBrothel #9

-Recurring roles on Arrow (CW) and Heartland (CBC), guest starring role on The Crossing (ABC)

-Animated feature The Breadwinner (Fattema), written by Deborah Ellis, directed by Nora Twomey, produced by Cartoon Saloon/Jolie Pas, now playing in theatres across Canada and the US.  Winner of the 2017 LA Critics Circle awards for Best Animated Feature.   Nominated for 10 Annie Awards - including Best Voice Actor for Laara.  Nominated for a Golden Globe for Best Animated Feature. all the women in this industry who are mobilizing against institutionalzed mysogyny #MeToo.  THANK YOU. To those who have had the courage and grace to speak out. And to those who haven't yet.  Because every single one of us has experienced sexual harrassment, violation and intimidation, at some point in our careers.  Because blacklisting, shaming, slandering, threatening and rampant abuse of power have gone unchecked for too long.  Because 'spectrum of behaviour' is irrelevant - thank you Minnie Driver.  Because isn't a ballbusting bitch - she's a goddess.  And to all the men (not the good ones - and they are legion)  but to all the ones who think they can continue to abuse women in our industry, and seek protection from the institutions that are complicit in their abuse  - we're coming for you.  Because #MeToo = #FuckYou = #NoMore.  






MARCH 2017...

2016 came and went in a flurry.  Interesting projects, a lot of cross country flights, and a strong pull from the west coast.

Summer at the Caravan Farm Theatre, performing in Thornton Wilder's classic Our Town was a beautiful, rewarding experience.  October and November brought Laara back to Vancouver, playing the role of 'Jamuna' in Touchstone Theatre's critically acclaimed production of Anusree Roy's Brothel # 9, directed by the incomperable Katrina Dunn.  Notable TV projects in 2016 included roles on Eyewitness (USA Network), The Arrangement (NBC), and a recurring role on Arrow (The CW).

This summer, Laara will join the ensemble company of Vancouver's Bard on the Beach Shakespeare festival, performing in Much Ado About Nothing and A Winter's Tale.