Before we get acquainted, I would like to acknowledge that the land (British Columbia, Canada) we occupy is the unceded traditional ancestral territories of the Tsleil-Waututh, Squamish, Musqueam, Hwlitsum, Katzie, Kwantlen, Kwikwetlem, Matsqui, Qayqayt, Semiahmoo, Tsawwassen, and Stó:lō Nations.

To whom I express the utmost gratitude for allowing us to exist in this space. Thank you.

Double Exposure - grand canyon in the distance, house upside down in the foreground. Clouds scatter.
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Welcome to Capricious Pause. My name is Caprice and I am passionate about the Arts. My heart is burning to tell a novel story and this blog is where I can be myself and shake my sillies out.

This web space is intended to be a playground for my inner musings and whimsical happenings, often scattered and random, they are at home here. As a catchall for my artistic practice, this space is open ended, and I hope that you will enjoy my meanderings.

Won’t you take a Capricious Pause with me?

Latest from the Blog:

037: Pause for Poetry

A Place to Hide Stepping off the pavement into parked grass, a shortcut, past the ball fields, behind obedient…

036: Begin Again

What is there to celebrate? My memories of Canada Day have been in red and white. My family and…

035: Time to Celebrate

I got accepted into UBC’s iSchool and will be joining the MLIS program in the fall. This adventure is…

034: Bookish Yearnings

Adrift Drifting away from this blank space sometimes is too easy. The good news is that I have been…

032: Blitz Elope Wheal

Your Voice Becomes My Home I feel as if we have known each other for years, yet it is…

031: Timeless

A fallen tree became our table, and setting water bottles down, like building houses out of cards, we breathed…

028: So It Begins…

A New Chapter Well. I am hopeful for a new chapter. I have officially applied to graduate school beginning…

027: Reciprocity

Who got to tell us how things are or should be?

026: Internally Rearranged

Running Up that Hill Greetings, friends. My intention with this blog space has always been for meanderings and artistic…

025: Oily Slur

“The rot of the Mesozoic keeps our lights alive”

023: True Cost

There is nothing natural about your complexion.


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