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• The 10th Alberta Biennial

  Delightfully, it asks me to swipe right if “It frustrates me to not understand how something works.” And I am frustrated by the unclear ways that my answers...

• The 10th Alberta Biennial

        Abject Object Vacation Vocation: Word, Image and Sound Play in the Work of Stacey Watson and James Patterson by Maeve Hanna

• The 10th Alberta Biennial

  Vignettes of everyday detritus flash across the screen: objects fall to the ground, balloons pop, garbage lays scattered or is employed as an instrument for sound-making. Stacey Watson and...

• The 10th Alberta Biennial

  Creating limitless entry and exit points, Object Vocation exists as a rhizome, working laterally rather than hierarchically. It resists narrative structure, enabling a waterfall of connections between semiotic chains,...

• The 10th Alberta Biennial

    for the time being: 2017 Biennial of Contemporary Art will continue at the Art Gallery of Alberta and Banff Centre’s Walter Phillips Gallery until *September 10th, 2017*.

• St. Martins, New Brunswick

  The trails leading to the caves are overrun with calf-like children and their heifer mothers. In defiance, I discover untraveled, rocky ledges, grab branches for support—nettles catching, but not...

• St. Martins, New Brunswick

  My boots draw pools of water that suck themselves flat. Folded on rose-bordered stationary, a letter sticks under the band of my bralette (that’s what the saleswoman called it)....

• St. Martins, New Brunswick

  Dear Leonard, I saw an albatross at the Royal Ontario Mus eum. Not a real one, silly. In the bird gallery. There’s a glass cage like nothing you’ll ever...

• Performing objects, readymade bodies

  Video, photography, sculpture, and painting share a common space and duration in Liddington’s exhibition; autonomous objects from different disciplines have the opportunity to exchange meaning. In this, Merce Cunningham’s...

• St. Martins, New Brunswick

  Hi L, The water is covered with algae so I won’t swim in it. The tourists are dwindling. That bird survived. I’ve named the bird Lou, she’s a...