Sina Lack and Jerome Paul came by the gallery today with their instruments, the Hang Bal, Gubal,
Hang Gudu and Pang Sui and played with us for the afternoon.
Please click on the link to have a taste of what we experienced with them.
Their is a very old saying :-
'To see from another's perspective you must stand in their shoes.'
This is an unspoken request when looking at art and is the reason why art has the possibility of expanding our view.
Shoes themselves are interesting forms. How they touch to the ground, how they lift off.
They tell a story of how we place ourselves here and how we arrange the rest of our body to balance.
It all begins with the feet.
Today was a mailing day, sending out invitations for the next show and opening of Daniel Hanequand's work;-
't h e v i e w f r o m h e r e' . Labeling and stuffing envelopes, sealing and stamping, and carrying them
in the rain to the post box before 5pm. It's a rhythmic job, when you get into it, which all of us seem to enjoy
accompanied with just the right music and the crunch of chips.
The image on the left was taken today at the corner of Church and Gerrard. The photo of our friend Piet Corr was taken a month ago in the gallery. The two seemed to want to go together with the lens on Piet's camera turning colour. I went to the internet and looked up 'yellow light' and this song appeared, by the Icelandic group 'Of Monsters and Men'. We decided to include the link here.
Piet this is for you.
A door between two spaces
an opening we can move through
going out or coming in
and the invisible barrier of a window
which lets us see the other side.
This doorway is to the Allen Garden conservatory located between Carlton and Gerrard Street east.
This doorway is the main entrance on the Palm building constructed in 1910.
We began with a question, 'what is the language of gesture?' An idea arrives,
not as words but as a vision, not quite distinct. We search for and find materials to make the vision manifest. But then the process begins and materials have a mind of their own, conforming to weight and gravity, light and shadow and what happens is something of a miracle, a total surprise
that we feel privileged to be witness to.
we circle round it, turn our faces towards it
for warmth, for light, for the transformation of food.
our first and ongoing necessity is to feed ourselves,
in times of abundance and scarcity.
hands collect the seeds, plant the seeds, care for their growth, harvest the crop
hands build the fire, cook the food, hold it to our mouth to eat.
Sometimes through grace and effort we are able to amass a surplus
it is only then that we are afforded the possibility of reflection,
to consider our existence here on earth,
to observe what we have discovered and to share that knowledge with words.