Monday, February 1, 2010

The Year of the Tiger

Hu: The Tiger, limited edition linocut My 'Hu: The Tiger' print will be included in the Year of the Tiger Print Exhibition, which is having an Opening on Sunday, February 14th from 2-4 at PROOF to which, my Toronto friends are all invited!

Date & Time: February 10, 2010 - 11:00am - March 6, 2010 - 12:00am
Location: PROOF Studio Gallery, Studio 104, Bldg. 74, Case Goods Warehouse,

Sheila Jonah, John Drajewicz & Natalie Draz of PROOF Studio Gallery in the Distillery District Celebrate the Year of the Tiger 2010 at PROOF Studio Gallery in the Case Goods Warehouse in the Distillery District. Printmakers from all over the world including China, Europe, Australia and from across Canada send their handmade etchings, lithographs, silkscreens and relief prints done in the traditonal methods to be exhibitied for the 9th International Print Exhibition for the Chinese Year.

Join us for our Chinese New Year opening Sunday February 14 for fortune cookies and fun! Over 100 printmakers participate annually in the International Exhbition celebrating the Chinese New year


I rarely have New Year's resolutions, but this year, I resolved to submit some prints to print exhibtions. So far, so good.

The undead of Sherwood Forest

Happy Monday Reynardin. Via bioephemera comes the news that popular culture has seen fit to combine a couple of your favorite things: zombies... and.... you guessed it! ... Robin Hood. I guess if you can't work anymore mayhem into Jane Austin, it's time to take the zombies to Medieval Nottingham.

Robin Hood and Friar Tuck:
Zombie Killers

Medieval civilization was under threat from the undead.

When lion-hearted Richard ruled the roost
Of England, he decided that to boost
His regal reputation he should mount
A war to wrest from Turkish men the fount
Of Christendom; yet in that desert land
A zombie plague emerged from ’midst the sand.
A necromancer’s alchemistic spell
Reanimated corpses bound for Hell
(And even bound for Heaven’s pearly gate).

Soon after ’twas apparent that the fate
Of all on Earth--the evil and the good--
Was in the hands of Robin of the Hood
Whose outlaw men, along with Friar Tuck,
Against rampaging hordes of zombies struck.
They fought to save the likes of you and I,
Not caring that one slip might make them die.
Their tale lies here, within this humble book--
I pray you’ll spare the time to take a look.

Sunday, January 31, 2010

Reading is Sexy XXXI

(image via the wit of the staircase archive)
4. The State of Constraint - New Work by Oulipo, by Paul Fournel, Harry Mathews, Jacques Jouet, Hervé Le Tellier, Ian Monk, Jacques Roubaud, Olivier Salon, Marcel Bénabou, Lynn Crawford, Frédéric Forte, Michelle Grangaud, François Caradec, Anne F. Garréta Oulipo is a name derived from Ouvroir de Littérature Potentielle; it's a school of literature devoted to employing mathematics and science to develop new literary structures. It's not as deadly as that may sound. Think of the joy of reading Lewis Carroll, whose work could not have existed in the absence of mathematics. One of my favorite authors, Douglas R. Hofstadter argues in Le Ton Beau de Marot (a book, by the way, which is actually written in English) that constraints can inspire creativity. In it, Hofstader discusses (amongst many other things) Georges Perec's La disparition, a lipogram, written without ever using the letter "e". The pieces in this anthology include similar word games, stories with binary structures (the literary equivalent of a choose-your-own adventure book), variations on themes, works based on the structure of classical music forms, "shattered" limericks, folk songs written by selecting four words from ninety Tom Waits songs, univocalism written with a single vowel, and so forth. Some have the same effect as reading puzzles or mind games, and some have more literary merit above and beyond the structure of the medium.

5. The Poetry Chains of Dominic Luxford - Ten Poets Pick Ten More And So On I haven't the patience to list all the poets. It seems I simply forget to read poetry. I have some on my shelves, but I don't seek it out. I never understood why my fellow students in schools would complain that poetry was obscure in meaning; I always found the meaning transparent, though perhaps less so with the most contemporary work. Also, taking a poem apart to see how it works, was something which appealed to the reductionist scientific mind (in a way I did not find with the dissection of the novel*). The conceit of this volume is that the publishers begin with five (allegedly) familiar poets and a poem, then request that the poet choose a second poem of their own and a third by another poet. Then repeat, so they gathered a series of chains of poems. I confess, I had only heard of the Canadians (Michael Ondaatje and Lisa Robertson). I do like the poems about something (as opposed to nothing), with the unexpected but apt image, and unsurprisingly, the magical realism of a penguin made of cheese.

6. The Bad Girl by Mario Vargas Llosa The interesting thing about this novel is the clear challenge Vargas Llosa has set himself, with his titular anti-hero the bad girl. How do you make your readers care for a woman who is not nice? Patricia Highsmith does this in her Ripley novels by making anti-hero Ripley the narrator - pure adrenaline gets you caught up in his schemes. In The Bad Girl, our narrator is Peruvian Richardo, who starts his life in 1950s Miraflores as a young adolescent, obsessed with Lily, the glamorous Chilean girl, who repeatedly refuses to be his girlfriend, and turns out not to be Chilean at all. It is merely a means for a poor girl to fit in, despite being different, by lying to disguise her differences as something exotic. Bookish Ricardo's only goal in life is to life in Paris, which is where he next meets the bad girl, through his Peruvian friend Paúl, cook and revolutionary. Now, the Bad Girl is Comrade Arlette, who using a free Cuban scholarship to see the world. Cuba wants to train youth to bring revolution to Peru - the bad girl just wants to see the world. Ricardo courts her again, but not wanting to hurt Paúl, does not help her avoid going to Cuba. So, motivated always to find riches and comfort, she finds herself a French diplomat to marry and gets herself back to Paris. Ricardo has set himself up as a translator and interpreter for UNESCO, by the time he meets the bad girl again, now a sophisticated French diplomat's wife. She deigns to have an affair with him, before moving onward and upward with her world-traveling social climbing, through the horsey-set in England, to yakuza Japan. Our likable narrator is frankly, a bit of a sap. The bad girl repeatedly abuses him, lies to him, berates him, but he remains obsessed. You care about Ricardito because of the way he behaves and the full friendships he has with a series of people in different eras of his life. The history of Peru is woven into the background of the novel. Vargas Llosa slowly builds the reader's interest in the bad girl - she is, if nothing else, true to herself, strong in the face of adversity (which she cannot help but seek out) and ultimately a product of injustices in socially and racially stratified society.

7. Ingenious Pursuits by Lisa Jardine Once again Jardine mines the (non-existent) scientific revolution; here making the case that science is culture. Beautifully illustrated, though the illustrations could do with some proper documentation. What the historian and the scientist find important in the history of science are not always the same thing.

{Series so far: books read, more books read, books read, books read continues, more books read, I, II, III, IV, V, VI, VII, VIII, IX, X, XI, XII, XIII, XIV, XV, XVI, XVII, XVIII,XIX, XX, XXI, XXII, XXIII XXIV, XXV, XXVI, XXVII, XXVIII, XXIX, XXX}

*In Grade 9, I lost all respect for Miss F., English teacher, who thought it apposite to point out that when Atticus Finch shoots the mad dog in To Kill A Mockingbird, that 'dog' spelt backwards is 'God'. Just because it's true, doesn't make it worth observing.

Friday, January 29, 2010

Unicorn Amongst Umbrellas Raspberry Pillow Too

unicorn amongst umbrellas pillow detail
unicorn amongst umbrellas pillow back So I made another Unicorn Amongst Umbrellas pillow, cause I needed one. This one is all mine. :) I sold two of the Unicorn Amongst Umbrella multimedia (i.e. paper prints) and I have a mega-package for !
Next week, I start my Power Printmaking course at Open Studio. I'm looking forward to doing other forms of printmaking.
unicorn amongst umbrellas pillow

In other news, I got a lovely free French/Spanish dinner with our visiting scientist and several profs yesterday, and you will be amused to know, despite learning many things about what science tells us about worldviews* and how scientists can use this knowledge to better communicate with those who have other worldviews, and um, the history of computing**, even when you go to a fancy dinner, with distinguished scientists, the conversation still lead back to Star Trek.

I tell you, it's hopeless. I feel like Elena in Victoria, and her heroic attempt to teach the earth scientists to enjoy fashion and not to wear socks with sandals and polar fleece every. single. day. It's a loosing battle.

*Apparently, there's a link between dopamine receptors in the brain and voting tendancies. You can classify outlooks into two broad categories - and these are 60% hereditary. I find this amazing.

**My mind is still boggling over the cathode-ray-tube memory (think: oscilloscopes) in 1957 and the description of 'peering into the memory of the machine'.

Monday, January 25, 2010

Ada, Countess Lovelace, Best of 2009

Craftster Best of 2009 Winner
I'm a Craftster Best of 2009 Winner!


I'm a little slow on this one, having neglected craftster somewhat of late (what with the harddrive meltdown of January '10), but I'm flattered to say that Lady Lovelace has won in the "Other Image Reproduction Techniques: Completed Projects" category!

Ada Lovelace prints drying

Friday, January 22, 2010

serene screen



I thought I'd post my new screen, in its serenity, before I have a chance to litter my desktop with crap important stuff. I took that photo. That's why it's called the Pacific, but trust me, more often than not, it doesn't look that way. Though some days, it's August, are you are up at 5 am*, the boat smells like bacon and the sea and sky are a thing of beauty.

*That's the west coast of BC and Washington state in the distance, so that means this is a sunrise, not a sunset.

>600 Hearts

Thinking of You Valentine V detail Oh! Thanks to having a unicorn on the Front Page, I've now surpassed 600 Hearts for my etsy shop!

If you are in the east end of Toronto tomorrow, check out the "fashion market, jumble sale, silent auction and bake sale" fundraiser for Canadian Red Cross Haiti Earthquake Relief. Follow the link for details.

I had one of those, 'And where is the TTC going today?' type mornings. Considering I take a streetcar, confined to a finite amount of tracks, this is a surprisingly common reccurring event. There isn't even any snow and they still can't seem to keep the streetcars running. The College shuttle bus decided, mysteriously, to take us (the three people morosely staring at the streetcars piling up at the High Park turn-around and refusing to, well, turn around) along Dundas, so I ended up in Chinatown, but I got here eventually. They really need to keep the streetcars running after the recent fare hike, or they'll have rider insurrection on their hands.