NIFCA

If you are an artist looking for opportunities such as residencies in the Nordic countries, NIFCA**, the Nordic Institute for Contemporary Art, will be of interest to you. Located in Helsinki, NIFCA is funded by the Nordic Council of Ministers, the body responsible for co-operation between the governments of Denmark, Finland, the Faroe Islands, Greenland, Iceland, Norway, Sweden and the Åland Islands. NIFCA creates a variety of new opportunities for artists, audiences, curators and critics to experience, enjoy and explore contemporary visual culture in the Nordic countries and internationally. It is involved in residency collaboration at numerous locations in the Nordic countries and throughout the world.

There is a lot of information here to begin a research for some exciting opportunities. I enjoyed browsing through the website and looking at the Artist Gallery, (under Residencies) where one can learn who has taken part in them, where they are from and where they did their residency. For example, under Finland, I found it interesting that a Finnish/Canadian visual artist from Canada, Suvi Johanna Kuisma went to Ivalo, Inari, Lapland in the summer of 2004. I’ve seen her name somewhere here in Canada. I really connected with her artist statement that accompanied the images of her work, quoted here in part:

I am connected by my parents past, through their stories, their memories. But in coming here now, I am building a new connection, replanting the roots, looking back while moving forward. I used the images from the kasvisto (greenhouse) as a starting point. The works I produced are an exploration of the tension between the need to have roots, a history, an origin, and the simultaneous need to transcend and let go of those anchors. Existing in the space between, in a space of continual flux, I try to find a balance.

** UPDATE: since writing this, the NIFCA organization has since changed – please check it out here

words that inspire

“It’s akin to style, what I’m talking about, but it isn’t style alone. It is the writer’s particular and unmistakable signature on everything he writes. It is his world and no other. This is one of the things that distinguishes one writer from another. Not talent. There’s plenty of that around. But a writer who has some special way of looking at things and who gives artistic expression to that way of looking: that writer may be around for a time.”

“I have a three-by-five [card] up there with this fragment of a sentence from a story by Chekhov: ‘…and suddenly everything became clear to him.’ I find these words filled with wonder and possibility. I love their simple clarity, and the hint of revelation that’s implied. There is mystery, too. What has been unclear before? Why is it just now becoming clear? What’s happened? Most of all–what now? There are consequences as a result of such sudden awakenings. I feel a sharp sense of relief–and anticipation.”

Substitute “artist” for “writer” and these words really resonate with me. They are written by Raymond Carver. Thanks to blogisisko for the link.

a cultural institution

Yesterday I received this very interesting message (hyperlinks mine):

“I’m contacting you from the Saatchi Gallery, London to enquire about your website. Here at the gallery we are in the process of expanding the way information is linked to websites. I have been admiring your web page specifically your Marlene Dumas page and wondered if setting up a link onto our site which is a large information resource about Marlene Dumas including images, information, biography and text would be a beneficial addition to your website?”

Certainly I added the famous Saatchi Gallery’s fine page on Marlene Dumas to that blog entry. This morning another message tells me that my blog, specifically the Dumas entry, is on the Saatchi Gallery links page under “cultural institutions”! Have a look. And I have it on the top of my links list too.

This has made my day. I can’t get the smile off my face and somewhere around my heart there’s a little flutter like a giggle! Another reason I love blogging.
 

autumnal equinox

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Humans have followed the cycles of the Sun for millennia. Stone circles like this, dating back more than 3,000 years, are aligned to the Solstices and the Equinoxes. From The Electronic Sky.

Here I am taking a little break from working several hours on my images in PhotoShop, wishing I knew some of the more advanced techniques. Bit by bit over time, I’ve progressed in my learning, mostly by trying things out, reading books and the “Help” section and sometimes a few tips from those more knowledgeable.

This evening is the autumnal equinox, in the northern hemisphere, that is. Down Under it’s the vernal equinox. Our nights here are cool, but we’re having gorgeous sunny days. Only a few trees, suffering from drought, are changing colours yet in our balmy Canadian West Coast. I rather hope for a frost to bring out those brilliant colours, but not just yet! Often it comes too late, after the leaves have fallen. In my growing up years in Winnipeg, fall was my favourite time of the year, for after an early frost we’d have a glorious Indian Summer. I have wonderful memories of walking to school through crisp and colourful leaves. Here those leaves are rarely crisp!

Enjoy a look at Eric Weisstein’s World of Astronomy and especially the QuickTime movie illustrating the tilt of the Earth’s equatorial plane relative to the Sun which is responsible for the seasons.
Happy equinox! Now back to work.

in the printshop

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Detail from Silent Messengers: Hoodoos II

For the past week I’ve been happily back at the printmaking studio, my home away from home sometimes it seems. A new season always means new people and a new energy that I enjoy. We’re all pleased to have Michiko Suzuki back as artist-in-residence, continuing the collaboration with Wayne Eastcott. Wayne and Michiko had a very successful exhibition in June in Tokyo that I look forward to writing about in some detail soon.

After a summer hiatus it always seems to take a little time for most of us to get a momentum going on our projects, particularly the new people as they familiarize themselves with the shop and learn some printmaking techniques if they are new to the medium. I get into a creative mental space by looking over my sketchbook, notes, photos as well some of my last work as I plan new prints for my ongoing Silent Messengers series. An exciting incentive for me right now is a solo exhibition in November to prepare for, and I will be writing about that as well this fall.

Later today we have a visiting printmaker from New Brunswick coming in to talk about his work while he’s in town for his exhibition – watch for my next post on that.

Sunday in Vancouver

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A gorgeous sunny warm day yesterday tempted us outside to explore. We headed to Deep Cove with walking shoes, a backpack with water, a snack of nuts and the camera. The “Cove” was pleasantly crowded with people enjoying the boating (sail, motor, kayak and canoe), the waterfront parks, the village with its little shops and cafes.

We poked around and then went into the Seymour Art Gallery to see the current exhibition “Lelam” (Coast Salish for “friend”) of First Nations work. We liked most the various objects made of leather, and the furniture made of wood and steel incorporating native designs. We were quite fascinated by the photos of the method of preparing the cedar bark for weaving their fine traditional cedar bark hats.

This reminded us of how similarly the Finns prepared birch bark for their traditional weaving into baskets, shoes, belts, even hats. There was an extensive display of birch bark works and photos of the technique in the excellent Craft Museum of Finland that we visited a few years ago – I wish it was on their website. We also met the retired husband of one of my cousins who made the most marvellous hats of many styles, but would not sell them, for he used them as examples for his demonstrations in his teaching of the craft. Long ago. a maternal great-uncle made a beautiful basket and pair of shoes (usable but kept for decoration only) for my mother, who later gave them to me because I loved them so much, and I still treasure them and display them proudly.

Oh, I’ve wandered off the subject of our day! Some time after we got home from our outing, we smelled acrid wood smoke and noticed the air was very hazy all around. Where’s the fire? We turned on the TV for the early evening news, to learn about a large fire in Burns Bog, south of Vancouver. The winds were spreading the smoke all over the Lower Mainland. This could last a long time as the peat burns deep. I happened to come across Boris Mann’s post and photo of ithe fire at Urban Vancouver, which I’ve captured below. Our pleasant day of fresh air, exercise, sightseeing and art ended with no fresh air and a stuffy closed house to sleep in.

burnsbog.jpgnews report on the Burns Bog fire

September

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back to school
a new year
new pencils and notebooks
new shoes new sweater
new hopes and fears
for little children kindergarten
elementary school
for teens first high school
then university or tech
mature student
back to university
life long learning
mother teaching child
grandparents teaching grandchildren
child teaching love of learning back
love of life
a wedding new life
a birthday long life
a growing new life
remembering
September 11
katrina
Mississippi
New Orleans
city of music life and death
pray for the homeless
hope

artist-blogger interviewed

Roberta of roberta fallon and libby rosof’s artblog recently visited artist-blogger Anna L. Conti in San Francisco, then wrote a long, warm and fascinating interview of Anna, with plenty of photos of her in her studio. I’ve been looking out for this after Anna had written about Roberta’s visit and that there was a post pendig at artblog – and what a great one it is!

Anna’s Working Artist’s Journal has always been my favourite and most admired artist’s blog as long as I’ve been blogging myself, and I’m so pleased for her that the venerable artblog has featured her and revealed so many interesting things about this amazing artist and blogger.

I emailed Roberta to thank her for this wonderful post. I hope she won’t mind if I reveal some of her response which struck a chord of agreement in me:

the internet is so remarkable in its ability to bring people together. I just love that. anna said to me she wondered if the internet was creating the links or just revealing links that were already there. I kind of think it’s forcing community — in a good way. it’s something humans need badly and nowadays even more!

(By the way, look for another post forthcoming at artblog about Roberta’s and Anna’s gallery tour in SF.)

accents

Artist Karen D’Amico of fluid thinking** wrote about how her accent betrays her roots even after 15 years in her new country. It got her “thinking about the notion of accent as a marker for identity.”

This subject always fascinates me too. I’m always interested in learning where people are from when I hear a foreign accent. Because I emigrated to Canada as a child and was educated here, I sound Canadian, unlike those who emigrate when older. (In Finland I sound Finnish, but what gives me away is my somewhat limited vocabulary.) Sometimes I wish I had a little bit of an accent for it sounds charming to my ear and would match my foreign name, a bit of vanity perhaps. A few people have said they detect a slight difference in the way I speak. Once I had a weird experience – an appliance salesman, who did not know my name, asked me if I am Finnish. This totally astounded me and I asked how he knew. He said his mother is Finnish, and it was the way I moved my mouth that was like hers. Isn’t that amazing?

Anyway, Karen found a fascinating link for a speech accent archive that I intend to explore in my leisure (not much of it these days).

** Reedited March 15th, 2013: Karen has not been at this blog address for some years, so link has been removed. I have now at last and quite accidentally found her new eponymous website: Karen Ay

dog days of summer

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I always wondered where the expression dog days of summer came from. It made me think of overheated dogs panting with their mouths open and tongues lolling. I do feel rather like a hot dog these days.

In the summer, Sirius, the “dog star,” rises and sets with the sun. During late July Sirius is in conjunction with the sun, and the ancients believed that its heat added to the heat of the sun, creating a stretch of hot and sultry weather. They named this period of time, from 20 days before the conjunction to 20 days after, “dog days” after the dog star.
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Art is a simple tool for fine-tuning our experience of being alive. I like what Ismo Santala writes in his article Art: Advances in Acuteness via wood s lot.

Noting the author’s Finnish name, my curiosity sent me googling. Ismo Santala has published reviews of literature, comics, music, film and interviews but the only biographical information I could find was at the scriptorium:
Ismo Santala was born whilst Jacques Tati celebrated his final birthday, and is currently studying English Philology at the University of Tampere, Finland.