{"id":2145,"date":"2025-02-19T10:09:04","date_gmt":"2025-02-19T14:09:04","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/projects.upei.ca\/mais\/?page_id=2145"},"modified":"2025-02-20T13:52:11","modified_gmt":"2025-02-20T17:52:11","slug":"a-walk-on-the-edge-2025","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/projects.upei.ca\/mais\/a-walk-on-the-edge-2025\/","title":{"rendered":"A Walk on the Edge | 2025"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p>Each year, Dr. Laurie Brinklow\u2019s intrepid students from her&nbsp;<em>Islandness: Culture, Change and Identity<\/em>&nbsp;class take a \u201cwalk on the edge,\u201d then document their experience \u2013 through words and images \u2013 of what it\u2019s like being out on the edge of the Island. And because our class is in the winter semester, the experience isn\u2019t of the usual sun, sand, and sea\u2026<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Here are the assignments from the 2025 cohort. Enjoy!<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-medium-font-size\"><strong>Laurie Eleanor Vatcher: <a href=\"http:\/\/projects.upei.ca\/mais\/files\/2025\/02\/Laurie-Vatcher-Walk-on-the-Edge-1.pdf\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noreferrer noopener\">My Imperfect Beach<\/a><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n<div class=\"wp-block-image\">\n<figure class=\"alignleft size-full\"><a href=\"https:\/\/projects.upei.ca\/mais\/files\/2025\/02\/image.png\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"413\" height=\"418\" src=\"https:\/\/projects.upei.ca\/mais\/files\/2025\/02\/image.png\" alt=\"\" class=\"wp-image-2152\" srcset=\"https:\/\/projects.upei.ca\/mais\/files\/2025\/02\/image.png 413w, https:\/\/projects.upei.ca\/mais\/files\/2025\/02\/image-296x300.png 296w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 413px) 100vw, 413px\" \/><\/a><\/figure><\/div>\n\n\n<p>It was a bitterly cold early in the morning when my husband and I started on our beach walk outside our home in Cardigan North.&nbsp; But it had been so long since the tide had been out far enough, we were committed to taking the plunge (as it were) and walk while we had a beach to walk on.&nbsp; This beach which I\u2019ve walked on hundreds of times was scattered with memories spanning 60 years.&nbsp; In the photo below, I am standing by a birch tree that once stood on the bank of the river.&nbsp; The picture to the right is of my parents next to the same tree some 35 years ago when it (and they) were still alive.&nbsp;&nbsp; The bank has retreated about 15 feet in the past 35 years. <a href=\"http:\/\/projects.upei.ca\/mais\/files\/2025\/02\/Laurie-Vatcher-Walk-on-the-Edge-1.pdf\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noreferrer noopener\">Continue reading&#8230;<\/a><\/p>\n\n\n\n<div style=\"height:35px\" aria-hidden=\"true\" class=\"wp-block-spacer\"><\/div>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-medium-font-size\"><strong>Ya (Charlotte) Wen &#8211; <a href=\"http:\/\/projects.upei.ca\/mais\/files\/2025\/02\/Ya-Wen-Walk-on-the-Edge.pdf\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noreferrer noopener\">Where Winter Meets Water<\/a><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n<div class=\"wp-block-image\">\n<figure class=\"alignright size-full is-resized\"><a href=\"https:\/\/projects.upei.ca\/mais\/files\/2025\/02\/image-1.png\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"656\" height=\"492\" src=\"https:\/\/projects.upei.ca\/mais\/files\/2025\/02\/image-1.png\" alt=\"\" class=\"wp-image-2178\" style=\"width:420px;height:auto\" srcset=\"https:\/\/projects.upei.ca\/mais\/files\/2025\/02\/image-1.png 656w, https:\/\/projects.upei.ca\/mais\/files\/2025\/02\/image-1-300x225.png 300w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 656px) 100vw, 656px\" \/><\/a><\/figure><\/div>\n\n\n<p class=\"has-text-align-left\">The winter sun hangs low on the horizon as I make my way to Victoria Park. This daily ritual of walking along the shore at dusk has become my way of understanding island life in Prince Edward Island. Coming from Hong Kong, I\u2019m drawn to this liminal hour when day surrenders to night, when the frozen harbor takes on the colors of sunset. Today, as the temperature drops and shadows lengthen, I set out to explore these edges\u2014both the physical boundary where land meets ice-bound sea, and the temporal threshold where winter holds us suspended between years. <a href=\"http:\/\/projects.upei.ca\/mais\/files\/2025\/02\/Ya-Wen-Walk-on-the-Edge.pdf\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noreferrer noopener\">Continue reading&#8230;<\/a><\/p>\n\n\n\n<div style=\"height:34px\" aria-hidden=\"true\" class=\"wp-block-spacer\"><\/div>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-medium-font-size\"><strong>Jing Wang &#8211; <a href=\"http:\/\/projects.upei.ca\/mais\/files\/2025\/02\/Jing-Wang-Walk-on-the-Edge.pdf\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noreferrer noopener\">Between Ice and Illusion<\/a><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>This is my first time walking along a snow-covered beach &#8211; my first encounter with an ocean draped in ice and snow. To be honest, it&#8217;s quite different from what I had imagined. In my mind&#8217;s eye, a winter island should have been encircled by massive, pristine ice floes, their crystal-clear surfaces catching the sunlight and reflecting the ocean&#8217;s blues and greens like gleaming jewels. I had always thought that even in winter, there would remain a clear demarcation between coastline and ocean &#8211; a line that would constantly remind wanderers that they were treading the edge of an island. This boundary isn&#8217;t merely physical; it&#8217;s psychological, repeatedly whispering the island&#8217;s fundamental nature: a land embraced by water. Yet the ice and snow, along with the bitter cold, have blurred these lines, creating an illusion of spatial reconstruction. Under the white blanket, if not for the towering mooring posts at the harbor&#8217;s end, I would struggle to distinguish land from sea &#8211; everything merges into an endless white expanse stretching to the horizon. <a href=\"http:\/\/projects.upei.ca\/mais\/files\/2025\/02\/Jing-Wang-Walk-on-the-Edge.pdf\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noreferrer noopener\">Continue reading&#8230;<\/a><\/p>\n\n\n\n<figure class=\"wp-block-audio\"><audio controls src=\"http:\/\/projects.upei.ca\/mais\/files\/2025\/02\/Jing-Wang-Song_A-Walk-on-the-Edge.mp3\"><\/audio><\/figure>\n\n\n\n<div style=\"height:35px\" aria-hidden=\"true\" class=\"wp-block-spacer\"><\/div>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-medium-font-size\"><strong>Cheryl Wartman &#8211; <a href=\"https:\/\/cherylcan.wordpress.com\/2025\/01\/28\/a-walk-on-the-edge-brackley-beach-pe\/\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noreferrer noopener\">A Walk on the Edge<\/a><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n<div class=\"wp-block-image\">\n<figure class=\"alignleft size-full is-resized\"><a href=\"https:\/\/projects.upei.ca\/mais\/files\/2025\/02\/image-5.png\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"484\" height=\"731\" src=\"https:\/\/projects.upei.ca\/mais\/files\/2025\/02\/image-5.png\" alt=\"\" class=\"wp-image-2185\" style=\"width:351px;height:auto\" srcset=\"https:\/\/projects.upei.ca\/mais\/files\/2025\/02\/image-5.png 484w, https:\/\/projects.upei.ca\/mais\/files\/2025\/02\/image-5-199x300.png 199w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 484px) 100vw, 484px\" \/><\/a><\/figure><\/div>\n\n<div class=\"wp-block-image\">\n<figure class=\"alignright size-full\"><a href=\"https:\/\/projects.upei.ca\/mais\/files\/2025\/02\/image-2.png\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"319\" height=\"550\" src=\"https:\/\/projects.upei.ca\/mais\/files\/2025\/02\/image-2.png\" alt=\"\" class=\"wp-image-2181\" srcset=\"https:\/\/projects.upei.ca\/mais\/files\/2025\/02\/image-2.png 319w, https:\/\/projects.upei.ca\/mais\/files\/2025\/02\/image-2-174x300.png 174w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 319px) 100vw, 319px\" \/><\/a><\/figure><\/div>\n\n\n<div style=\"height:35px\" aria-hidden=\"true\" class=\"wp-block-spacer\"><\/div>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-medium-font-size\"><strong>Hexi Wang &#8211; <a href=\"http:\/\/projects.upei.ca\/mais\/files\/2025\/02\/Hexi-Wang-Walk-on-the-Edge.pdf\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noreferrer noopener\">A Walk on the Edge<\/a><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n<div class=\"wp-block-image\">\n<figure class=\"alignleft size-full is-resized\"><a href=\"https:\/\/projects.upei.ca\/mais\/files\/2025\/02\/image-6.png\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"403\" height=\"537\" src=\"https:\/\/projects.upei.ca\/mais\/files\/2025\/02\/image-6.png\" alt=\"\" class=\"wp-image-2188\" style=\"width:348px;height:auto\" srcset=\"https:\/\/projects.upei.ca\/mais\/files\/2025\/02\/image-6.png 403w, https:\/\/projects.upei.ca\/mais\/files\/2025\/02\/image-6-225x300.png 225w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 403px) 100vw, 403px\" \/><\/a><\/figure><\/div>\n\n\n<p class=\"has-text-align-left\">My favorite walk starts at Beaconsfield Historic House (BHH) and follows the Victoria Trail toward Victoria Park in the summer of 2024. I set out along this path, enjoying the stunning views of the Hillsborough River and taking its beauty in photos. However, when I walked the same trail again at the end of January 2025, the scenery felt completely different, and even my thoughts changed.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Throughout the summer of 2024, as a full-time volunteer tour guide at BHH, I spent over 130 days admiring the Hillsborough River from different times. My work continued until December, but each time I arrived at BHH, I was captivated by the ever-changing beauty of the view from its entrance. That sense of wonder never faded, and the river always revealed something new. <a href=\"http:\/\/projects.upei.ca\/mais\/files\/2025\/02\/Hexi-Wang-Walk-on-the-Edge.pdf\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noreferrer noopener\">Continue reading&#8230;<\/a><\/p>\n\n\n\n<div style=\"height:35px\" aria-hidden=\"true\" class=\"wp-block-spacer\"><\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Each year, Dr. Laurie Brinklow\u2019s intrepid students from her&nbsp;Islandness: Culture, Change and Identity&nbsp;class take a \u201cwalk on the edge,\u201d then document their experience \u2013 through words and images \u2013 of what it\u2019s like being out on the edge of the Island. 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