I am in the middle of curating two shows, writing a new book
chapter, just volunteered for the Board of Directors of Eastern Edge Gallery
and doing a whole bunch more. And
yes, I am sore. Two hours
worth of double reverse spins and deep back dips in Salsa classes. Put some physical to balance the mental
in my life.
Despite how busy I get, I try to set aside time each day to
read and to see exhibitions. It
would be so easy to say I don't have time. But that would be an excuse. This Wednesday evening I marched up to The Rooms to see an
Inuit art exhibit.
My interest in aboriginal culture goes back to my little
girl days when my father would take me to the Kahnawake reserve just outside of
Montreal. Years later, I
would find myself on the six nation
reserve in Ontario while on assignment for the Koffler Gallery writing about
the carved masks of David General.
Two short years ago, I was on Navaho territory researching the language
of pattern that I found on their carpets, pottery and jewellery. My son, boy-genius Andrew had been
researching too. And he was busy
telling me about four-horned sheep.
Our guide said "my auntie has those" and a short jeep ride
later we were hanging out with "Auntie" who was 100+ years and a
weaver with a flock of (you guessed it) four horned sheep.
INUIT ULLUMI: INUIT TODAY
Contemporary Art from TD Bank Group’s Inuit Collection
October 4, 2014 – January 18, 2015
Guest Curators: TD Bank Group
Back to St. John's.
Go see this show at the Rooms.
It is a small show but there are some overpowering gems in it. I was smitten with some of the
extra-large coloured pencil drawings of whales and walrus by Tim
Pitsiulak. So many of us
will equate the work from up North as print making. But that has been largely supplanted by
the more intimate work in coloured pencil. Annie Pootoogook remains for me to
be the queen of this territory.
She has represented genuine contemporary life in Dorset, complete with
porn, alcoholism, and take-out pizza.
So, the claims towards "contemporary" life in the TD banks
text hardly surprise… the images even less so.
OK, so what did I fall in love with? Images that were nearly six foot across
that depicted whales and walrus in coloured pencil. The barnacles on the whales were represented as tiny masks of
elders. The textures on the whales
were downright primal. OK, I dare
you. Go, see this show. Tell me what entices you. The stone sculptures of the dude with
his MP3 player perhaps? Yes,
this is a contemporary view and the work is all solid but hell, ya it has been
manicured. Tell me what you think.
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