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Stephen Shaw
Posted by Stephen Shaw
February 28, 2019

A Conversation With Es Devlin at HXOUSE

The other weekend, I was with my wife as we drove through my alma mater, Trinity College in the University of Toronto. It’s been over a decade since I dropped out just a few months shy of graduation, and even after all those years, whenever I’m back on campus, memories I’ve buried deep within, inevitably claw their way back to the surface.

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Stephen Shaw
Posted by Stephen Shaw
February 15, 2019

Will the Wall Save Capitalism and Other Divisions of Our Minds

I’ve employed many coping mechanisms for living with depression over the years. Admittedly, some have proven detrimental, however, there are many that have proven to be quite beneficial. One such mechanism, is skepticism. In essence, I question everything. In my world, the glass is neither half empty, nor half full, and I’m cautious of anybody willing to suggest otherwise. 

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Stephen Shaw
Posted by Stephen Shaw
December 18, 2018

Busy for What

One of my best friends messaged me this morning to invite me to his birthday In January at The Annex Hotel. It’s his latest venture in a string of ongoing ventures. He’s had several and so have I. My latest is Dopesite. I’m lucky to have a handful of childhood friends, like him, who are still in my life after all these years. They’re the kind of friends you grew up with, experienced every stage of life with, fought with, made up with, shared secrets with, and ultimately, just couldn’t imagine your life without their presence, because they’ve seemingly always been in it.

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Stephen Shaw
Posted by Stephen Shaw
December 14, 2018

Why It's All Sad

It’s 6:22PM on November 14th, 2018. My wife is currently on a flight from Toronto to Vancouver. She has an important job and she’s only 28. She’s a fucking boss. I couldn’t be prouder of the progression she’s made in her career. When we began dating, she was finishing her master’s degree. She moved to England for a shit job and I followed. She moved back to Toronto for a less shit job and we moved in together. Two years later, we were married. Five years later, we’re here. She’s gone, I’m alone and I feel sad. 

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