Sonja Ahlers' The Selves on TCA

A review I wrote of Sonja Ahlers' exhibition The Selves (up until Tuesday at Magic Pony) was just posted on Toronto Craft Alert. Check it out here.

The Selves is also the title of Sonja's new book on Drawn and Quarterly.

Cornsilk Pinback Buttons

Posted on Etsy here, and also available at Art History as of last week. Made of 100% Kozo Japanese paper (Mura Koban) and real cornsilk.

Neat Little Press Mention...

My Ninth Grade Notes and Plaster Fingers got a nice mention in a write-up about Art History in the current Design Lines Annual Guide Issue. Check it out here.

Both my Plaster Fingers and Ninth Grade Notes are for sale at my Etsy shop, which can be found here.

From Russia with Love on Etsy

Last night I placed a new listing on Etsy for From Russia with Love custom mail order bride drawings. I had the idea to do these a long time ago when asked to contribute the FRWL project to a group show that never came to fruition. Below is a short description of the project, along with ordering info.

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From Russia with Love Mail Order Bride-- MADE TO ORDER

Your very own mail order bride...made to order! For $30, I will send you your own mail order bride portrait, drawn in archival ink on a postcard-size (4"X6") piece of heavyweight cold press watercolour paper. Drawings can be made (from actual "mail order bride" websites) either at random, or made to order from your specifications. Specifications can include any combination of the following:

-Age
-Height
-Eye Colour
-Hair Colour
-Weight
-Hobbies/Special Interests

Each drawing comes with an info sheet that includes information about each portrait subject-- name, country and city of origin, age, etc.

From the original FRWL artist's statement:
From Russia with Love is a project based around a series of 72 portraits of Russian “mail order brides” drawn from photographs on internet sites. This project is an extension of previous work exploring serial portraiture- yearbook photos, WWII military portraits- and the idea of portraits of this nature serving as “human catalogues.” Using the laborious act of drawing each woman’s likeness by hand, the project attempts to subvert the idea of these women being catalogued, while alluding to their commodification through their presentation within storefront installations and supplementary bookwork/pinback button multiples.

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If you're interested in purchasing a drawing, buy one through the listing on my Etsy shop here.

Another Wristband

This next one is brown...looks a little more primitive than the black one.

I'm considering selling these on Etsy, even though they're not meant to be worn. Something to think about...

Richard Kern

I've never been a fan of his work, but in keeping with the last post, here's another quote, this one from Richard Kern found in a recent interview from the latest issue of Eye Weekly. I feel like both Kern's quote and the Agnes Martin quote below are two sides of the same coin.

"I know underground culture is out there somewhere right now but I don’t know what it is. I don’t do Facebook or Twitter. I’m on the ’net nonstop but, and it may be a stupid thing to say, but I feel like Facebook is like joining a fraternity. It’s just a giant group of people saying, “Hey, let’s all do this.” The challenge to me now would be to somehow get outside of all of that stuff, where nobody is. All I know is that if there’s something you want to do you’ve just got to do it, all the time. People who are making good art aren’t sitting around on Facebook all day."

If you're into pictures of naked lady parts, Richard Kern has a show up at Studio Gallery in Toronto until May 30.

Agnes Martin on Art and Solitude

I found the following inspiring Agnes Martin quote on another blog this morning, which was excerpted from her book of prose, Writings:

"We have been very strenuously conditioned against solitude. To be alone is considered to be a grievous and dangerous condition. So I beg you to recall in detail any times when you were alone and discover your exact response at those times. I suggest to artists that you take every opportunity of being alone, that you give up having pets and unnecessary companions. You will find the fear that we have been taught is not just one fear but many fears. When you discover what they are they will be overcome. Most people have never been alone enough to feel these fears. But even without the experience of them they dread them. I suggest that people who like to be alone, who walk alone will perhaps be serious workers in the art field."

More on Agnes Martin and her work here.

Spiked Wristband

An uber-feminine take on the classic punk bracelet. 100% DIY, and made with real thorns from my mother's rose bush. (Thanks mom!)

Corn Maze II

I've been really trying to get a move-on in the art-making department lately. Among other things, I just made a second Corn Maze for a juried group show hosted by The Japanese Paper Place centred around drawing on washi.

Unfortunately today was the deadline for submissions for the show, but more info on Drawing on Washi: The Presence of the Void can be found here.

Greenbelt Quilt Catalogue Now Online

A few days ago I recieved a copy of the Quilt of Possibilities Greenbelt Quilt catalogue in the mail. It was published by the Ontario Craft Council in association with the Greenbelt Foundation. It can be downloaded online at this link...check it out!

Zine Workshop at Wise Daughters

This Thursday, I'll be facilitating a workshop at local craft space Wise Daughters on zine making. Here are the details...come out and make a zine with me!

Make A Zine!

A Workshop for Beginners

Facilitated by Tara Bursey

Thursday, April 15th. 7-9:30pm

Make a zine! Learn about the colourful and subversive history of underground publications and self-publishing! Have fun! Explore the zine medium and self-publishing by learning the roots of the zine, looking at examples of zines from the past and the present, and discussing local zine resources such as zine libraries, annual zine fairs, and methods of distribution. For the last half of the workshop, attendees will make their own fast-and-furious 8 page mini-zine, and will get advice on format, construction, and production. Materials will be provided, but attendees are encouraged to bring their own writing implements and collage materials.

Cost: $25.00

Pre-registration is required. Drop-in or phone to register.

Wise Daughters Craft Market

3079B Dundas Street West

(In the Junction)

Toronto

416-761-1555

http://wisedaughters.com/

Chinese Tea Eggs

I made these last night at easter dinner. Messed up the recipe through bad guesswork, but they still look quite nice...

More on Chinese Tea Eggs here.

Matthew as Stained Glass

Album art for The Modern Superstitions' upcoming EP. I have to do four of these! They're a lot of work, but they're fun as hell...

Soul Food

Since returning to school, I've had to do a lot more writing than I was used to previously. Though I've had many mixed feelings about returning to school (part-time) and my classes, boning up on writing and remembering how much I used to get into the process of writing has been great. So many people dread writing essays....I'm definitely not a natural (I do dread starting a piece of writing, and am a huge procrastinator..), but once I get started, it's generally an enjoyable challenge. A piece of writing is like a puzzle...finishing is incredibly satisfying.

The following descriptive essay is the first thing I wrote for school this year. The assignment was to write an in-depth description of something. Woodgreen Fish 'n' Chips was one of the most bizarrely beautiful spaces I've ever set foot in in my life. Sometimes I feel like Woodgreen helped shape my current taste in items, objects and interiors. Everything from the fireproof walls to the booths and the signage made going there an amazing and very unusual aesthetic experience.

This essay started out as a relatively simple descriptive exercise. But as I wrote, I realized that the story had a mind of it's own. After I finished and read it over, I realized that it was also a meditation on memory, and clear way children observe visual details and experience space and social dynamics. It is also about the loss of many aspects of my life from that time, specifically my grandmother, who died four years ago.

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Soul Food

Woodgreen Fish and Chips used to be on a sleepy strip of Queen Street East until about a year ago. It served up crisp and greasy breaded halibut with thick french fries sprinkled with crystalline flakes of salt to generations of diners, from lanky pre-teen girls on banana seats to burly, bearded blue-collar everymen. My own patronage of the restaurant began in the mid-1980s, at the tender age of four. My earliest recollections from this period involve my family- long-time patrons- piling into my parents’ two-tone, beige and brown Oldsmobile Toronado and driving south on the sizzling August streets towards the diner. Visits like this started the same way for years, but it is the visits from a few years later that remain most vivid in the annals of my childhood psyche.

Most of our mid-day jaunts to Woodgreen were attended by my neurotic mother (who would meticulously dab grease from her fish with no less than three napkins), my vamp-ish aunt with her jet black hair and gravelly drawl, and my portly grandmother, who was always dressed head-to-toe in black, a stiff leather purse clutched tightly between her fleshy, bejeweled fingers. I remember how we used to stand out among the others in the sweaty luncheonette. There was something unmistakably different about our distinctly Mediterranean brand of mealtime fussing, from the armfuls of shopping bags spilling out from under our table to the dollar bill tug-of-war that would always ensue between the parties who simultaneously insisted on paying the bill. What a contrast this was to the usual assortment of diners sharing the space, which invariably included a quiet elderly man cautiously cutting and forking tiny pieces of fish cake into his gummy orifice and a shabby-looking couple slumped across from one another in a booth, one absorbed in a scratch card while the other stares out the window vacantly.

While my family was consumed in what was to me an impenetrable web of Macedonian chatter, I would lose myself in the trove of curious visuals abound. The walls of the restaurant were made of fireproof tin, painted from floor to ceiling in a faded sea foam green enamel, cracked and broken in spots like a boiled egg struck by the back of a spoon. At the front of the space were two bay windows on either side of the door, one adorned with a single potted bonsai tree, and in the other hung a sun-bleached cola advertisement from the late sixties in a dusty gilded frame. The tiny booths we were seated in which lined the walls were at least as old as the advertisement. They were painted fire engine red with black trim, and squealed under the weight of my grandmother’s ample posterior. In each booth, copies of the same pair of decades-old ketchup and mustard bottles sat against the wall, each made unique by the subtle landscapes of layered grease and dust on their surfaces, detectable only by touch. Similarly worse for wear yet obviously enduring were the plates we ate from.

I remember during one particular visit, while sitting at the lunch counter, I slipped a plate off it’s towering stack behind the back of the old lady wrapping a hot bundle of french fries in newspaper for take-away. I stared at the plate’s surface for several minutes. It was grey with age and use, and had a simple tan-coloured pattern around its rim resembling a Greek frieze. Subtle charcoal-toned scratches formed a whirlpool of markings in the centre of the plate, which simultaneously evoked the rings of a tree stump and the idiosyncratic lines of a fingerprint. Though these lines were perfectly visible, I couldn’t feel their light etch under my finger when I tried. The plate felt perfectly smooth. It’s lines were both existent and non-existent, like smoke rings blown from rough lips, or a puff of hot breath in the cold.

Woodgreen Fish and Chips isn’t on Queen Street anymore. It’s creaking booths and lunch counter have been replaced by shiny molded plastic, gleaming stainless steel and conspicuous consumption. Yet still, the residual rings on my plate from forks circling fish around it’s circumference are echoed in cars circling city blocks, and rings circling the fingers of widows day after day, year after year, decade after decade.

Photo above of Woodgreen F&C by you can count on me/Jeannette Ordas.

PRCSSC at Art History

I just re-stocked the limited edition of PRCSSC at Art History on Queen Street West, for anyone who is interested. More on the lovely AH here.

In other news, I am currently collab-ing with PRCSSC interviewee Gena on another punk-related zine, Trouble in the Wrestling Club, about women engaged in punk rock. Should be great...and out no sooner than the end of the year! So many projects...!

New Website

It's been up for about a month and a half, but I never made an official announcement about it!

Check it out here.

PLP at Mixed Media, Hamilton

There has been a new development on the Portable Library Project front...the third PLP exhibition has just been scheduled at a great little shop/gallery called Mixed Media in Hamilton. The opening is on June 11th, 2010 and the show will run until July 3rd. Opening night will coincide with Hamilton's well-known James Street North Art Crawl, that happens the evening of the second Friday of each month.

More on Mixed Media, from their website:

Mixed Media is Hamilton’s only independent art shop. Having only been open since October 2005, this locally owned and independent store is already creating a stir in the local arts community. Specializing in art and printmaking supplies, specialty paper and stationery products. Mixed Media also features locally made gift items, greeting cards, books and magazines and a pretty cool art gallery. We strive to do things differently and creatively and hope to inspire a few bystanders along the way.

Mixed Media is located in the historic James North neighbourhood of Hamilton, Ontario. This diverse cluster of restaurants, shops, churches and galleries makes for an interesting day out. Just a short walk away from both Downtown Hamilton and the beautiful waterfront area.

For even more on Mixed Media, check out their website, as well as this short video which features an interview with Dave Kuruc (owner of Mixed Media) about the changing face of Hamilton, and it's creative community.

More info and a flyer for the opening to come in May.

Ione Thorkelsson

I just read on Akimbo that craft-based glass artist Ione Thorkelsson won this year's Saidye Bronfman Award for Fine Craft. I have been a fan of Ione's work for a while, and was lucky enough to show alongside her in the touring exhibition Elemental Connections a couple of years ago. The following excerpt is from the announcement of the award winners/report by Stacey DeWolfe that was broadcast through Akimbo earlier today:

I was particularly taken by the words of Winnipeg-based glass sculptor Ione Thorkelsson, who has received the Saidye Bronfman Award for Fine Crafts. She talked about how people are always asking her to define herself as either a craftsperson or an artist, but that she stubbornly insists on hovering between the two, because this uncertain space is such a fertile site. Her work is incredibly beautiful and innovative in that she has developed new techniques that allow the glass to communicate the things she wants it to say.

More on Ione and her work here.

Images of Ione's work courtesy of Lafreniere and Pai Gallery.

Paper Crochet

Here is a little snippet of some work in progress involving crocheting shredded paper. This photograph is of three components, and there will be about 40 components when I'm finished...

It's A Big Deal! Review on TCA

A review I wrote recently of the exhibition It's A Big Deal! was just posted on Toronto Craft Alert. It's A Big Deal! is currently showing at Harbourfront's York Quay Centre, and is curated by Patrick Macaulay and Melanie Egan.

For more details on the exhibition, look here.

Find the exhibition review here.

Pictured: Shuyu Lu, So far, so close (detail), 2009-10