The Outside In is a free monthly offering that comes out every full moon and combines amateur botanizing & deep noticing with personal stories & thinkings.
Each issue contains one to three entries about my encounters with different plants as a middle-aged hobbled writer who lives with her beloved in the “owner’s suite” of an old mansion on a 0.7-acre idyllic city property where many things grow.
Each entry is accompanied by a specimen from my herbarium (a library of dried plant specimens) because I am now a person who has a herbarium (I’ve also taken up birdwatching, but that’s another story).
Hi, I’m Jill Margo (she/her).
Some of you know me from previous newsletters, The Jill Margo Mini-Mag and Over Here. Others know me from my work at The Creative Good where I help creators who’ve been most impacted by patriarchy—and other oppressive systems—be in practice, season by season, in a liberatory, generative, and sustainable way.
My writing (back when I was sending it out) has been published in magazines like The Walrus and Geist and has been longlisted for the CBC Canada Writes Creative Nonfiction Prize and shortlisted for both a Western Magazine Award and The Malahat Review Long Poem Prize.
With the support of a BC Arts Council grant, I'm currently working on a book tentatively titled Homebody. It's from my perspective as a lifelong renter who only recently entered the middleclass, and who lives with chronic illness/pain. I'm exploring ideas around home and bodies and what it means to live well within those two containers while still having to grapple with limitations.
Botanically-speaking, I consistently tend, grow, pick, and press flora for my herbarium, as well as large floral compositions (like the one below). I’m also working on a Pressed Flora Moon Calendar for 2023. Soon, I will have giclée prints of my work available in my online shop.
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