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Encyclopedia of Everything

encylopedia of everything

 

I love challenges and so when Hundred Dollar Gallery asked if I wanted to do a show with local author and dear friend Gary Barwin, I was very interested.  I was wanting to do something bookish and so, I decided to create collages out of a set of encyclopedias from 1952.  I am allowed to add up to 5 extra pieces of ephemera to each collage but each piece will have paper only from one volume from the set.  It’s been interesting to combine such abstract images together to create a cohesive piece. I have a handful more to finish and I am very excited to share so I hope that you will join us at Encyclopedia of Everything. 

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Monday Meditations

Creativity is an act of defiance. You're challenging the

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Bringing Back RED

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In 2002 I started a performance series called RED:A Night of Live Performance at Toronto’s Lula Lounge.  It was a time when i was a dancer and an actor and knew artists from all different worlds.  I often wondered why each world lived in a bit of a silo with brilliant artists not knowing other artists, so i wanted to create an event where they could come together, perform a short piece, and meet others who might be interested in collaborating in the future.

The event ran for 5 years, and it was such an amazing time.  RED hosted over 500 theatre, dance, music, circus, spoken word, comedy and visual artists.  We had stunning solos and brilliant group pieces.  Every 2 months we would watch a stunning spectacle of talent and art.  I always left inspired and hopeful for the world.

When i first moved to Hamilton, I felt like I couldn’t do this sort of event here.  I didn’t know the arts world well enough to know what would work here.  And now, after the past 4 years I have learnt about this community, and have come to the realization that it too needs some sort of place where artists of different disciplines can meet together with themselves and audiences could come together to create stronger bonds in community.

I am starting in a small way.  Except for Kenneth is a stunning little restaurant on Ottawa St that is full of character.  The space holds about 32 audience members with an artistic team of about 8.  The first show was sold out and the response was grand.

It is my hope to feature some of Hamilton’s finest artists together with artists from surrounding communities.  I truly believe that when we meet other creatives then we too are inspired.  Come along on Thursday and let me know if you are too.

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Wise Words

Mixed

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Small Things that Count

_DSC9902My father used to say it’s the small things that count.  And when i was young I never really understood that.  I wanted a big life, with big happenings and I wanted them soon.

I dreamed of going to New York, and becoming a movie star. But very soon in my career I realized that auditioning for Latina Gang Members and Chubby Brides was not exactly what I wanted to do.  The world of auditioning and being told to loose weight, to be less weird, to change my last name, and to lighten my hair convinced me that this wasn’t the world for me.  I wasn’t interested in those stories that were stereotypical in nature, so i started crafting my own stories which has since become the basis for all of my work.

And now when i look back to those days, it was truly the small things that kept me going.  It was a letter from a friend.  It was buying a treat for myself.  It was my daily call from my dad.

My father died 3 years ago, and the thing i miss most is his voice.  He would call a few times a day to check the weather, to see how I was, to check in on his grandson Max, and although at the time, I didn’t think much of it, now I realize that it was the calls that kept me centered. Those calls let me know that someone in the world was looking out for me, that someone cared.

I miss those calls.  I miss those small acts of love.  Even though i don’t talk to him anymore, i have a massive collection of memories him and his voice.

In my daily interactions with my son, i try to create small rituals that will stay with him.  Because, after all, it’s the small things that count.