Protected: When the Problem Became the People
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Cleaning Up an Encampment Is Only Half the Story
An open letter to Castanet Castanet’s August 20 story about the cleanup near Mill Creek reports on legitimate concerns: fire hazards, accumulated debris and public safety. Those things matter, and dangerous conditions should be addressed. But there is another part …
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When Does a Housing Crisis Become a Housing Emergency?
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The everyday inconsistencies of everything. When wildfire forces someone from their home, the question is: Where can we put them? When someone is already homeless, too often the question becomes: How do we get them out of here? Over the …
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I’m Homeless. I’m Eating Better. Something Is Broken.
The Price of Being Housed There is something absurd about becoming homeless and discovering that, in at least one important way, my life improved. I’m eating better. Meat. Vegetables. Salads. Fruit. Yogurt. Eggs. Potatoes. Pasta. Actual cooked meals with variety. …
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Home Sweet Homeless
When “Home” Becomes Something Everyone Else Is Selling Gallery: A collection of advertisements, storefronts, and scenes that all use the idea of “home”—viewed through the perspective of someone currently experiencing homelessness. Home. It’s one of the smallest words in the …
Field Note: Who Helps When the Accessible Ramp Is Still a Barrier?
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Kelowna, British Columbia — August 2, 2026 At approximately 8:37 a.m., I boarded the northbound Route 2 on shuttle bus 2930. The driver was helpful, but during our conversation he told me that only HandyDART drivers may assist manual wheelchair …
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Learning to See People
It started as a childhood game. Once you learn to notice something, you begin seeing it everywhere.
When I was a kid, my mom and I played Punch Buggy. The rules were simple. Whoever spotted a Volkswagen Beetle first got to call it out. “Punch Buggy!” Before long, it seemed like Beetles were everywhere. Of course they …
Things I Miss
When people think about homelessness, this is often the image that comes to mind. A bench. A shopping cart. Everything someone owns piled together. It’s a real image. It’s also an incomplete one. My experience doesn’t look like this. Tonight …
Noon on Richter Street
Every day has a headline somewhere. This wasn’t one of them. These photographs were made during a single lunch hour on one block of Richter Street in Kelowna. A restaurant opens for lunch. A delivery arrives. Shelter staff prepare lunch. …
Four Guys and a Five-Dollar Bike
A bicycle missing a wheel met a wheel missing a bicycle. After an evening of improvisation, greasy hands, missing bearings and shared ideas, the five-dollar bike rolled again.
The Richter Street Bike Shop It really was a five-dollar bike. You could tell. It was kind of silver. Kind of rusty. The paint was chipped, scratched, and faded from years of use. The front tire was black. The rear …