9 November 2011
Last but not least,
my first proper-ish animation made under the watchful eye of Lianne Zannier,
while at Struts.
I forgot to do this on the last 'last post', so let me do it now,
a place to visit that will probably not alleviate ulcers and/or muscle cramps, but potentially ennui.
Visit Walls to the Ball in May 2012 at Artspace in Peterborough!
bone density & bravado,
22 September 2011
Welcome to the last post.
This blog was set up by Struts Gallery while I participated in their open studio residency this past summer.
I had never kept a blog before.
Truthfully, the thought of blogging caused me a lo-grade yet menacing anxiety.
I got over it, or pushed myself through it, cus these are the days of our lives and there are much more worthwhile things to wrangle one's anxiety with.
All this to say,
I am back home in Toronto, and Walls to the Ball and I are moving forward, towards Montréal (spring 2012), St. John's (fall 2012) and Saskatoon (summer 2013). Sackville was an amazing place to birth this project, and what went down here constitutes the marrow of the bones that will continue to structure this project.
For anyone interested:
walls to the ball is a project that connects sports and textile production to ideas about movement and resistance. It champions process, provocation and performance, as a way to disrupt normative associations and shift the context of engagement with both activities.
A deliberate subversion of the macho idiom “balls to the wall”, walls to the ball is an installation, performance and sculpture project that uses the traditionally gendered handicraft macramé/hand-knotting to construct fantastical versions of basketball nets.
walls to the ball combines basketball with handicraft, to blur the boundaries between these two (often conflicting) realms of culture. The ensuing project suggests a point of interconnectivity and nurtures a dialogue that threatens - craft and athletics - relative isolation.
Alright, well, take care!
|It was in Upper Sackville that I discovered the world of Pachinko in Sackville's only underground Pachinko parlour, a fine place indeed. This here cake was decorated by the proprietor Pierre, as a most delectable farewell treat. Go here for an introduction to Pachinko, Wenders style.|
21 September 2011
|a lil context givin in the form of ye faithful folded photocopy|
|if ye want one, send me your address|
20 September 2011
|I bought this little man for 7 cents at a garage sale|
|for my mama and her tiny ceramic animal collection|
|for Gisele and her poodle collection|
|my radiant fuchsia 50/50 tickets from the Sackville Legion karaoke night|
|for my collection of over-sized plastic sporting equipment|
|but wait! it's a clock, with club arms, all for only 99 cents at the Sally Ann|
|from the Moncton Village des Valeurs, chapped lips radio|
19 September 2011
|disinterested v. uninterested|
|drawings of banners NEVER to be made, especially 'nothing sexy here MOVE ON', what?!|
|real & fake peoples, cast a shadow|
|I think I pulled 'moderation in moderation' from one of Dan Savage's podcasts|
|I like these things a lot.|
|I really had intended for this to read "THINGS I NOW KNOW", arf.|