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Review — Surf’s Up

Posted by film On June - 25 - 2007

Surf’s Up
Directed by Ash Brannon, Chris Buck
Sony Pictures Animation, 2007

By Caesar Martini

Seriously, what is the deal with penguins? Granted, I love penguins. I love how they waddle around on land and how they streak through the water like little chubby torpedoes. It’s nice that the rest of the world has caught on to the awesomeness of penguins. But seriously, one documentary about penguins comes out, and it leads to a surge of popularity that makes it possible for me to say this: Surf’s Up is the best movie involving animated penguins that I’ve ever seen. Who wants to live in a world like this one?

I think what I really dug about Surf’s Up was that it was presented as a documentary. The characters in the movie are supposedly being followed around by filmmakers and cameramen who are documenting aspiring penguin surfer Cody Maverick (voiced by Shia LaBeouf, who’s last name is French for “the beef,” I think) as he competes in his first ever Penguin World Surfing Championship. They even splice story progression with ‘interviews’ of the characters, the way an actual documentary would do. I enjoyed this because it’s presented to the viewer differently than most kids’ movies.

In fact, the mockumentary-style was so well done, it reminded me of an awesome actual surfing documentary called Riding Giants , which I’d recommend to anybody except people who are horribly terrified of falling off a surfboard and drowning. And like that film, Surf’s Up portrays surfing in such a romantic, skillful way that it actually made me want to take up surfing.

It helped that the CGI is incredible, especially the wave dynamics. It seems every CGI movie is more graphically impressive than the last one, even if you don’t notice it right away – if you don’t believe me, watch Toy Story again…it’s a great movie but it looks like a bag of asses compared to the stuff coming out these days.

And as a nice bonus, Surf’s Up has a good message for kids about the importance of doing what you love and having fun rather than focusing on competition and winning. Also, there’s no dancing in this movie so you don’t have to worry about your kids flapping their feet around in public like idiots. Surf’s Up isn’t at the upper echelon of animated films, but it’s definitely better than most.

Spin Me a Yarn

Posted by lifestyle On June - 25 - 2007


Knitting addicts + baked goods = good times

By Lyndsie Bourgon
Photographed by Christa Treadwell

If you’ve never been to the AlterKnit Café, you might think it sounds like your grandma’s kitchen. The café has cases and trays full of decadent baked goods, a wall lined with yarn, and a whole lot of knitting.

But grandma’s house it isn’t. The café mixes locally baked goods, wireless internet, hand-crafted gifts, artwork, and a weekly Stitch n’ Bitch with modern décor and atmosphere.

Co-owners Revital Grunberg and Terri Quinn opened the café in mid-October 2006. Both knitters, Grunberg and Quinn wanted to merge starting a business with their love of knitting.

AlterKnit is in their St. Clair West neighbourhood. “This area is really evolving,” says Grunberg. “We thought [the café] would work really well here, so we gave it a try.”

And so far, business is good. The café gets a wide variety of customers, from university students, older people, and corporate types, to Oakwood Collegiate across the street, where a group of students recently started a knitting club and buy their supplies from AlterKnit. “We welcome everybody,” says Grunberg. “You don’t have to be a knitter to come to AlterKnit.”

It’s hard not to see why. The coffee and baked goods are popular, in particular a chocolatey delight called a Skor square. “Some people come in just to pick those up,” says Grunberg. “It’s somewhat of an addiction, but a good addiction.”

AlterKnit is a mix for knitting addicts too. The back wall is lined with supplies and the café provides classes and knitting nights. Knitting has made a comeback in popular culture, and Grunberg sees it in AlterKnit.

“I don’t think people really thought about it for a long time,” says Grunberg. “All of a sudden it did come to the forefront, and I’m not sure why. The face of knitting has changed, it’s not what it was and it’s not what people think. [Knitting] is so varied; it’s young children, it’s 20-year-olds, it’s corporate lawyers. People come together from totally different backgrounds and interests, and knitting is the common source.”

No matter how knitting came back into popularity, it’s back. Knitting cafés are making their way across Canada and the United States.

Saturday, June 9th was the fourth TTC Knit Along. Knitters find themselves going from yarn stores to knit cafés, knitting along the way and taking TTC public transit. AlterKnit is a starting point for knitters during the Knit Along.

“It’s great that they involve us,” says Grunberg. “We’re really happy to be involved in it.” Grunberg says she and Quinn want AlterKnit to be a place where community can come together, and they’ve received great feedback. “We’ve been told that people really feel comfortable here,” says Grunberg.

Grunberg and Quinn want to expand the yarn and gift selection of AlterKnit. “We’d like to see [AlterKnit] do well,” says Grunberg. “I don’t think you can ever say that it’s good enough, we want to keep it moving and expanding and nurturing.”

AlterKnit is located at 1024 St. Clair Ave. West.
For information on the TTC Knit Along, visit this website.

The Pipettes at Lee’s Palace

Posted by music On June - 25 - 2007

The Pipettes
Lee’s Palace

June 1st, 2007

By Amanda VanDenBrock
Photographed by Lucia Graca

I had heard of The Pipettes first during CMW back in March when I tried unsuccessfully to help a friend see their highly exclusive showcase at the Rivoli by sneaking him into the venue for an industry party happening earlier the same night. Smartly, the organizers cleared the place between events so he ended up missing out and catching up with me to discovering a fantastic Danish band called The Kissaway Trail.

The next week I was in Austin for the legendary SXSW music festival. The Pipettes must have played about seventeen times but, alas, the planets did not align in the proper way, and I was not at the proper BBQs to witness their show. Before May 28th I had not even heard a song but so much press was flying around about them I could stop one of them on the street if they walked by. I knew they were a throwback pop trio with a love of polka dots and choreographed dance moves paying tribute to the Spector days of The Ronettes and The Crystals but that was pretty much it.

I soon found out that is pretty much it.

Lee’s Palace was packed on the night of the show. I came in just in time to see the main attraction, missing what was apparently a jaw-dropping performance by Smoosh – a trio of sisters age 15, 13 and 11. Signed to Barsuk Records (home of Spoon and Mates of State), they have been touring for three years already! By all accounts they are not outstanding but certainly play way beyond their years. Then, after the required wait a quartet of skinny men in matching yellow sweater vests assumed their positions behind their respective instruments and after that you pretty much didn’t notice them again. The lads laid down a straight ahead bouncy beat and out trotted The Pipettes. They have been called “an experiment in manufactured pop” – a description that pretty much sums them up.

They are a classic trio, adopting the last name “Pipette.” There is an adorable brunette (Rosay), a knockout blonde (Gwenno) and a mousy one with glasses, also blonde (RiotBecki). Their outfits match enough to appear cohesive but are different enough to look individual, of course “knockout blonde” was wearing a tight short dress, “mousey” was wearing shorts and the “adorable brunette” wearing a fuller skirt, all white with large black polka dots and each with a dash of red somewhere in her outfit (a belt, shoes, bracelet). They bounced out in unison and immediately broke into an adorable song of innocent love complete with all the hand waving, finger snapping and hip swaying you would expect. Their moves were not perfectly in unison which was a good vehicle for giving each woman the impression of having her own personality, but also looked a little too loose at times. Each took turns with lead singing duties and Rosay even stepped behind the keyboards on a couple songs.

For all their charm though the ladies don’t really have strong voices, their harmonies were a little flat and only a few times did I feel they really rung true. Live, they don’t sound nearly as smooth as their record and after a few songs I found their dance moves didn’t really feel all that genuine, like they were going through a routine they had gone through a thousand times before (which I guess they really have). Audience participation is a great thing but having the crowd wag their fingers for “Your Kisses Are Wasted On Me” was sort of my breaking point. I wanted to stick around to see if there was at least a costume change for the encore but the songs had blended together to such a degree that I could not keep myself from wanting to leave. My cohorts had the same idea and we walked out about eight songs in. To quote the band themselves I had had “just about enough of sweet.”

Random Comics of the Week: Fallen Son and Madame Mirage

Posted by Comics On June - 25 - 2007

Owen’s Book
Fallen Son: The Death of Captain America #4
Written by Jeph Loeb
Art by David Finch
Marvel Comics, 2007

Using the five stages of grief as the five chapters in a series mourning the passing of Captain America probably seemed like a great idea at the time. Problems arise when you’re stuck writing a book revolving around the theme of “depression”. So what do you do? Jeph Loeb’s answer is to have Spider-Man stand in a graveyard thinking about all the bad things that have happened to him and wonder if it’s all worth it. This might’ve been good, if it weren’t for the narrow focus on the theme. We get Spidey making irrational decisions (Rhino is in a trenchcoat standing by a gravestone! He must be up to no good! I’d better punch him!) and conversations that brush the surface of a lot of interesting ideas but are forced back to the topic of – you guessed it – depression. I would’ve preferred to explore how Spidey screwed up with Rhino rather than have lines like, “Wanna know why it’s called ‘depression’? Because it IS depressing.” Ouch.

The artwork is pretty, although for an issue dealing with Spider-Man’s depression it would’ve been nice to see his face a little more (we only got two panels). After all, it’s not like he has to worry about his secret identity anymore. And while it was neat to see some brighter pages in contrast to the dark graveyard, the flashbacks felt rather unnecessary (did we really have to flash back to Gwen AGAIN? In a death of Cap issue?)

But in the end, this is a rather sub-par mourning issue. For some far superior books dealing with the death of Captain America, I’d recommend the issues in Cap’s own series. Ed Brubaker is dealing with it in an interesting and less forced manner. I suspect that if Loeb hadn’t drawn himself into the corner of “depression” with this issue he would’ve had a lot more room to explore how Spidey was handling Cap’s death and come up with something really special. Too bad that’s not the case.

Miles’ Book
Madame Mirage #1
Written by Paul Dini
Art by Kenneth Rocafort
Top Cow, 2007

When I drew Madame Mirage from the random number generator I was excited because writer Paul Dini was executive producer on the much-loved-by-me animated Batman and Batman Beyond shows of my youth (and mid-teens but let’s not go there). I hadn’t read any of his comic work before, so this was a great excuse, and I’m impressed.

This is a very good first issue: the world is introduced quickly, characters do interesting/awesome things, and at the end I want more. The universe isn’t the most original one I’ve ever read about, but that’s not what this comic is about — it’s about a mysterious woman in a big hat taking down a crime syndicate. What more could you want?

Well, knowing you, the gaping maw of pop culture, you’ll want more.

Luckily, you get more. Namely, some very exciting action sequences courtesy of new-to-me Kenneth Rocafort. His paneling work is compelling and unique, with unusual shapes and a good narrative flow.

However, I think Rocafort’s style isn’t completely suited to this story. He reminds me of a less crazy Leinil Francis Yu, which is good, but I feel that an artist more comfortable with heavy blacks would be better than his thin, textured lines. Maybe Pablo Raimondi, I’m in love with his artwork at the moment. I think Rocafort is good, I just think that when you have a crime story like this, it should look a little more like a crime story.

I’ll return for the second installment of this saga; I’m intrigued by the mysterious Madame Mirage and her associates. So far MM has only been shown in complete control of the situation and the bad guys around her, but I’d like to see what she’s like when she’s pushed around and less sure about what to do.

Plus, that hat is sexy.

Artist of the Week: Hayley Schmalz

Posted by art On June - 25 - 2007

By Lyndsie Bourgon

Five Things To Know About Hayley Schmalz:

1) Schmalz’s art is blind contour line drawing. She explains that the method is to look at the subject of your drawing and draw while never lifting your pencil. The entire sketch is drawn with one line, and the artist doesn’t look down at the paper.

An artist for almost her whole life, Waterloo native and resident Schmalz learned blind contour drawing through a project in the tenth grade. “That piece was the one that made me come back to art,” says Schmalz. No longer destroying her room at home, she paints and draws in a cement room in her sister’s basement because it allows her to be as sloppy as she wants to be. Although involved in making art throughout high school, she took a big break after graduating.

“I didn’t really understand how [important] it was to me,” says Schmalz. “I realized when I was looking back on a painting that I did in high school. I looked at it and thought, ‘That’s the best thing I’ve ever done in my life,’ and I went from there.”

2) Schmalz has multiple projects on the go at once. Her most recent idea involves creating a small book of drawn portraits. Meanwhile, she’s been drawing naked bodies with anatomical hearts for heads on a big canvas.

“I’m not quite sure where I’m going with it yet,” says Schmalz, “but I hope to finish it within the next couple of weeks. I have another book I want to do that has taken me months [to start]. I’ve started planning it but I haven’t acted on it because I thought of a million other things I want to do first.” Another one of her projects is a series of portraits of her grandmother, whom she used to live with.

“I recently moved away and I really miss her,” says Schmalz. “I was looking at these small portraits of her from the 50s. Each pose is very similar but they’re each slightly different. I’m going to do a series on those photos.”

3) An avid observer, Schmalz’s inspiration comes from people, and she likes to see the quirks and habits of those around her.

“I find faces interesting,” she says. Her planned portrait book stems from that interest. “I think [faces] have a lot of detail to them. It’s going to be a teeth series; all the faces will have very long sharp teeth. I was really inspired by some of Radiohead’s art, but obviously mine is a lot sloppier because I don’t draw with straight lines.” Despite this, Schmalz says pop culture doesn’t influence her art. “It’s a completely separate thing to me,” she says. “I did another project with the teeth, but it’s mostly because I like the weird teeth, I like weird things.”

4) Schmalz describes her art as different.

“I find it to be basic,” she says. “But a lot of people say differently from what I think.” She says her art is a representation of reality but in a slightly different way. In particular, Schmalz likes to incorporate anatomy into her work. “I find that anatomy gives [art] a really interesting feel, I like things a bit twisted. I like looking at a body and drawing it the best I can with one line, and then putting the inside on the outside.” She gives the examples of ribs on a T-shirt, or lungs or a heart.

The reversal of inside and outside is a way of opening up the image for Schmalz. “When you look at a person in real life, you observe them as a person, but in my paintings it’s like seeing a person and seeing everything about that person, inside and out.”

5) Her influences include her love for Ralph Steadman, whose work she compares her own art to. “I like the messy work he does,” says Schmalz. “We both use ink and we’re both really messy.” Among others, Schmalz lists Salvador Dali as a favourite artist. Admittedly, she wasn’t always a fan. “I never appreciated his work as much because I wasn’t impressed with what I saw in calendars,” she says. That changed when she had a chance to see some of his ink drawings in a museum in England. “His paintings are really amazing, but a lot of his ink drawings are incredible. They’re a different character, they are surreal but they’re not as dark as his other work.”

She attributes her greatest artistic achievement to her first art show. “It really motivated me to do a lot more, and it made me excited to display things,” she says. “Following inspiration is a big thing, it’s hard sometimes. Taking in the motivation of things around me helps me get through things.”

Schmalz is honest when she says she has no idea where her art will go in the future. “It’s exciting for me because I don’t know,” she says. “I think it’s going to be a hobby, but if it did get big in the future I would welcome it. I hope to keep it in my life forever.”

Mz Goldie Richard: Open relationships

Posted by lifestyle On June - 18 - 2007

No one is going to hold the door for you.

My darlings, I am writing you from vacation this week. I decided to take a look around this new country I am living in, and it is beautiful. I took a little gander at the Eastern part of this vast land of yours, and what a sight for these old eyes to behold. Nothing like doing it in a dinghy to really make a girl relax! Ah, those lobster boys know their way around a fish taco, just like those Mexicans in California. Alright, I digress, again! Woo-ooo, we have a goody this week, so let’s get to it.

Dear Mz. Goldie Richard:
I am having a real problem making a decision that will seriously affect my sex life. I met this great girl, and we really hit it off. So, I took her out on a date, which ended up at my house, and I thought, great, I’m going to get lucky. But as we were getting down to it, she stopped me and explained that actually, she is in a relationship, but an open relationship, so it is cool if she’s with me too, but wanted to put it out on the table before we got physical. I’m just not sure if I’m cool with it, I mean is it a good idea to be the “open” in an open relationship?

Not so open in Ottawa

Dear NSO;
Well, honey, it sounds like you have a big decision to make. I generally go by the rule that if you’re not sure, then don’t do it. But then again, I have tried many things I was unsure of and ending up loving it. Hell, I wouldn’t have known I have a horse saddle fetish if I didn’t try it — but that’s a story for another time. The point is you don’t know unless you try it sometimes. Now, open relationships are tricky. I would recommend checking in again, and making sure the arrangement she has with her partner is all open, and not an arrangement where she fucks who she wants and her partner sits at home and cries about it, ’cause you want no part of that — trust me. Then there is the issue of your feelings, too. Are you in this for just a few dirty trysts, or are you looking for a relationship? If it’s the former, I say go for it — what goes on in their relationship is their issue, and you are just getting your rocks off. But, if you are thinking of getting serious, that is another story. First of all, that may not be an option in the agreement she has with her partner, and second of all, is that something that you want? To share your partner? That is the real question, because in either circumstance that’s what it comes down to. You will have to share. But if you’re okay with that, I will never tell someone not to have good, healthy sex.

Have fun and be good, but never too good.
Mz. Richard

The Things I Do For a Dollar

Posted by lifestyle On June - 18 - 2007

Fire Poi Busking

By Claire Brownell

Post-grad unemployment is a harsh and unforgiving reality. A few weeks after moving into a dilapidated townhouse in London, Ontario, lured away from the comfort of our parents’ homes by false promises of employment and cheap rent, the financial situation of my roommates and I was getting dire. We needed a way to support the lifestyle to which we’d grown accustomed — lying around on mattresses on our living room floor all day, repeating our motto “today I buy whiskey, tomorrow I find job.” We took stock of our marketable skills and, sure enough, it wasn’t my bachelor’s degree in political science or our various industrial and service industry experiences that was to keep us supplied with gin, Mr. Noodles, and nicotine for the next few weeks. It was the hours my roommate Victoria had spent practicing spinning fire poi that saved us.

Fire poi, in a nutshell, is two flaming balls on chains that you spin around in patterns. Originally practiced by the Maori people of New Zealand, it’s become something of a global subculture with poi dancers linked by message board communities. People spin poi as a form of meditation, to one-up those lame glow stick kids at music festivals, and because, well, could you have a cooler hobby? Most importantly, it really impresses drunken people. Our original scheme was to sell beer lemonade-stand-style in sparkly bikinis off our front stoop, but fire poi busking seemed like a more lucrative and slightly less illegal business plan. We imagined people lining up for the bars on a Thursday night losing their minds at the sight of Vicky spinning fire and dollar signs flashed before our eyes.

We spray-painted a baseball cap gold to collect change in and made a sign that said “Support our drinking and fireplay.” We stationed ourselves in an alley beside the busiest bar we could find, lit up the poi, and started the music in our stereo. There was an audible “Whoa!” from the onlookers in the line up and on the patio. Fire spinning not only looks really impressive, it also makes a great whooshing sound. When people stopped to look, it was everyone else’s job to give them the sales pitch: “Crazy, eh? Bet you’ve never seen anything like that before. Kerosene, bristol board, and gold spray painted hats don’t come for free, you know.” People’s reactions ranged from the predictable “I’ve got my own drinking to support, thanks” to dumping the entire contents of their wallet in wide-eyed silence into the hat.

We could see police across the street scratching their heads, flipping through their book, obviously trying and failing to come up with a bylaw we were breaking. We thought it was all over when the bar owner came out to talk to us, but he wanted to thank us for improving business. Eventually the crowd started stumbling home and petering out. We had made eighty-five dollars in about an hour — including two twenty dollar bills.

I feel that our entrepreneurial and artistic spirits were appreciated. I caught more than one flash of pity tinged with envy in the eyes of spectators who were probably unemployed like us — sort of “this is awesome!” mixed with “I wish I had thought of something like this” mixed with “ouch — I hope I don’t have to stoop this low.” In the end, it was the basic law of supply and demand working in our favour: London was desperate for a break from blandness, and Vicky delivered. Everybody wins. And now we can buy a summer’s worth of kerosene with our hat full of money.

Random Comics of the Week: PVP and Sub-Mariner

Posted by Comics On June - 18 - 2007

Owen’s Book
PVP #34
Written and Drawn by Scott R. Kurtz
Image Comics, 2007

So, let’s start off with a bang, shall we? For my first “random comic of the week” article, I got something that is truly random. PVP is a comic that reprints strips from the website www.pvponline.com. Before reading this comic I had no contact with the characters of PVP, so I am starting completely fresh. With that in mind, my reaction to this comic is pretty much… what’s the point? The characters are cute and some of the nerd-jokes are fairly funny (I liked the strip about Transformers towards the end), however I can’t help but think “why am I paying $3.00 for this when I could read it online for free?” If the goal of releasing PVP in comic book form is to draw in new readers then a monthly series reprinting what’s on a website hardly seems the way to go (were I not forced to by this column I certainly wouldn’t have picked up issue 34) and if the goal is to milk more money from fans then more extras seem necessary to me (as far as I could see the only thing not available on the website seems to be the cover and letters page). So I ask again, what is the point of this book?

Miles’ Book
Sub-Mariner #1
Written by Matt Cherniss and Peter Johnson
Art by Paul Mounts
Marvel Comics, 2007

If you were looking for an introductory book to the Marvel Universe or Namor, the Sub-Mariner, this is the wrong book. I’m someone who knows most of what is going in the Marvel U and this book was still confusing. It requires knowledge not only of the most recent Marvel crossover, Civil War, but intimate knowledge of three different tie-in books. Plus, Namor might be the most confusing character in Marvel’s lineup: if he’s the King of Atlantis why do they call him Prince Namor? Why is he a mutant and Atlantian? If he hates humans why did he fight in World War II? He’s one of Marvel’s oldest characters and, boy, can he never support his own book.

I like the idea of Namor and I think it’s neat that he’s stuck around for such a long time. In recent issues of the Illuminati I’ve been enjoying his interactions with other Marvel heroes, partly because every so often Namor tries to take over the surface world and they won’t let him live that down.

This time around Namor is stuck in a murder mystery/political thriller. Namor must find who blew up a small city in America, while he susses out who in his government he can trust. It all could be very exciting if I cared. This book does little to make me interested in Namor or his problems. Also, with a super-weak final page — he changes outfits — I’m not compelled to come back for the second installment of this limited series.

So I don’t think I’m going to stick around for this limited series. Sorry Names, I like your jerk-ass ways, but I don’t care about your empire or that small city.

Songs of the New Erotics By Kerry Wright Zentner

According to their website, “The Recordists are an amorphous collection of entities with no set membership” – a typically evasive bit of non-information from this Toronto-based art collective. Just who are these entities and what the heck is Recordism? Well, dear friends, that’s what MONDO is about to find out! …or not.

MONDO: Okay, so what is Recordism?

William A. Davison: Recordism can loosely be defined as an artistic ideology which is concerned with the continued development of certain forms of Fantastic Art, Literature, etc.; the investigation into and use of chance and automatic methods in current art practice; and an ongoing exploration of the connection between art and magick.

Recordism refers specifically to the act of ‘recording’ – a metaphor for the application of chance and automatism to the creative act. Recordism is both the process of ‘recording’ and the set of ideas which surround and inform that process.

Recordism is an ideospheric mutation of the meme known as Surrealism. It lives between the hairs of poet animals or in the dark folds of fabric on the masts of sunken ships.

Recordism is a loose, soft, downy mass of hair, feathers, etc.
Recordism is a length of string tied to the neck of a salamander.
Recordism is ice cream suits worn only on hot days.
Recordism is a flyspeck capable of occluding the sun.

Et cetera…

Uh, thanks…can I ask to whom I am speaking?

WD: William A. Davison and Sherri Lyn Higgins.

Songs of the New Erotics That seems straightforward enough. Do the two of you represent the entirety of The Recordists or are there others?

WD: There are others, though not all will admit to it. Some may not even be aware of it.

At what point did you realize you were Recordists?

WD: It was the morning of Dec. 5, 1984. I woke up and wrote the word “Recordist” in my journal, not knowing where the word came from or what it might mean. It’s taken me over 20 years to figure it out. I think I’ve almost got it.

Sherri Lyn Higgins: I’m still not sure that I am one.

The two of you have been making art together for a long time. Can you give us a quick overview of your various activities?

WD: No.

SH: William has trouble being brief.

WD+SH: The short version is that we met in small-town Nova Scotia and were part of a visual art collective there with some other misfits through much of the 80s. Then we went to art school (NSCAD) in Halifax, after which we moved to “the big smoke”. In the early 90s, we proceeded to infiltrate various Toronto art scenes starting with underground film and experimental music, later performance art and the lit scene. We got involved in Neoism, collaborated with Istvan Kantor/Monty Cantsin, and played in Neoist industrial noise band Phycus. In 1994 we started the International Bureau of Recordist Investigation and began various networking and collective activities. We created the open concept improv/noise collective U.R.G. (Urban Refuse Group), built homemade instruments, and played tons of gigs. In 2000, U.R.G. got trimmed down to six members and became Six Heads. We hosted weekly open meetings to play Surrealist and Recordist games. We exhibited/published visual art/comics here and there. William did many solo sound/performance art pieces under the name Songs of the New Erotics. Sherri did a number of ritual-based performances under her own name. We curated events for 7a*11d Performance Art Festival and Pleasure Dome film group. We met Steve Venright and collaborated with Torpor Vigil Industries. Beatriz Hausner joined the Bureau, then unjoined the Bureau but remained a friend/collaborator. William had his poetry published. Sherri did CD covers and book jackets. We went away to New York and England to meet modern-day Surrealists and play improvised music with some of them. We disbanded I.B.R.I. in 2004 but continued with most of the same activities. We became friends with surrealists from and/or living in Mexico, Enrique Lechuga, Ludwig Zeller, Susana Wald. We got involved in Toronto’s improvised music scene and then drifted towards noise, playing with Gastric Female Reflex and others. Through networking, we came into contact with San Francisco’s Oneiromantic Ambiguity Collective and worked with irr.app.(ext.) and Steve Stapleton/Nurse With Wound. Recently, we’ve been drawing a lot with a certain KWZ.

And yes, that was the short version!

It’s apparent that you both work in a variety of mediums – film, music, visual art, performance, poetry, etc. What draws you to this approach and how has it worked out for you?

SH: We are interested in freedom. Our approach is inter-disciplinary, or multi, or whatever. We don’t like to feel limited or that we have to be specialized. There’s always a pressure in the modern world to specialize. If you are an unknown artist working in a number of different mediums it’s considered dilettantism or being “unfocussed”. If you are well-known you are called a renaissance man (what are women called?) or a genius.

WD: What people often don’t understand is that we actually are specialized. We are Recordists. That’s our specialization. Our work is experimental, exploratory, and founded in a deep-seated belief that life, beyond the veneer of “civilization”, is essentially mysterious. It is, in fact, our specialization – our commitment to delving into this mysterious realm – that demands a multi-disciplinary approach and causes us to continually try new things, explore new mediums, and move across disciplinary boundaries.

How do you deal with the stigma that is attached to working in more than one medium?

WD: It can be very frustrating, but no matter what you’re doing there will always be people who will try to limit you. We just shrug it off as much as possible and get on with our work. For the most part, I think it’s surprising how well we’ve been able to do this!

I think that having a really clear idea of what we’re doing really helps us to get consistently good results, regardless of what medium we happen to be working in, even if it’s a medium or technique that’s fairly new to us. We know what we want to do and we know what works and what doesn’t. Our ideas are in place. Hopefully, if people are able to get past their bias and actually look at/listen to what we’re doing, they’ll see that we’re serious about it and are producing something worthwhile.

Those who are interested in a high degree of craft however, may never appreciate our approach, rooted as it is in experimentation. But they’re not very “punk rock”, so we don’t care about them.

You say you know what you want to do within a particular medium. Does that mean you work from pre-conceived ideas?

WD: No. When I say we know what we want to do I’m talking about our artistic work in general – our overall direction or goals.

As far as creating each individual piece goes, we almost never work from pre-conceived ideas. Each work is derived through various chance, intuitive, or automatic processes – games, improvisation, random sparks of inspiration, dreams and so on. The final result of each work should come as a surprise.

At the same time, it’s not entirely random. Our ideas and our artistic sensibilities are guiding things along in subtle ways (or not so subtle ways).

You each have your own artistic work but have also collaborated with each other many times, as well as with other artists. How is collaboration significant to you?

SH: It increases the chance element, which is always important to us. Also, there is this idea that the sum can be greater than the parts. Once Genesis P Orridge came to town and he was talking about his collaborations with Brian Gysin. He mentioned that collaboration (between for example, two people) could produce a third consciousness. Gysin wrote a book about this idea called The Third Mind, which I have yet to read. This concept really interests me.

WD: Again, there is the influence of Surrealism. The Surrealists were definitely very interested in group experiments and collaborative work, mostly because of the chance thing as Sherri mentioned, and we have the same impulses. It’s just another method of circumventing rational thinking.

It’s also a lot of fun working with other people and not knowing what’s going to happen!

Of course, we’re mostly talking about certain kinds of collaboration here – ones that involve game-like strategies, improvisation, etc. There are lots of other ways to collaborate, some of which interest us more than others.

In addition to collaboration, improvisation seems to be a major mode of working for you. Is this just a music thing or does it extend into other media? What do you like about improvising and how does it compare to other, more “pre-conceived” ways of working?

WD: Well, improvisation is essentially working to produce something with what’s immediately at hand, usually working very quickly and in circumstances involving a lot of unknown variables. The end result may be pre-conceived or left entirely open, but the process itself — the way to get to the end — is a complete mystery and unfolds entirely in the moment. The artist or artists bring their knowledge and skills to the task, but obviously there is a lot of randomness, intuitive or non-rational thinking, etc. shaping the work as it develops. Chance, intuition… not hard to see why we would be interested in improvisation.

Some mediums seem to lend themselves easily to improvisational approaches. Music is the obvious one but it’s entirely possible in other art forms as well. For instance, lately we’ve been doing a lot of collective drawing where we build up individual drawings by taking turns adding bits and pieces to them. It’s amazing to see many of the exact same processes at work in collective drawing as I see in improvised music!

What are your influences, both individual and collective? What makes you guys so weird?

SH: The village in Nova Scotia where I did much of my growing up has a claim to fame in the person of Anna Swan, long-dead Victorian giantess who was born nearby and exhibited worldwide by P.T. Barnum. As a kid I used to visit the local museum to see her boot and a few other artifacts along with a stuffed two-headed calf that was the other prized item in their collection. My father’s family and others (mostly older people) believed in ghosts, premonitions etc., so I grew up influenced by Nova Scotian folklore. My mother’s family, originally from Yorkshire, were lovers of nonsense and nursery rhymes.

WD: Sherri and I share quite a number of early influences. We both have Nova Scotian fathers and did our growing up there. I was influenced by the folk culture there the same way Sherri was. We both have English mothers (mine from London) and so I’ve absorbed some of that UK thing as well.

SH: As children, William and I were both affected by strange TV culture in the 60s and early 70s. Shows like Art Clokey’s “Gumby” and Sid and Marty Krofft’s psychedelic kids’ show “H.R. Pufnstuf” had a profound impact. We also both watched “Monty Python’s Flying Circus” when we were young.

WD: I would add to the list “The Prisoner” and maybe the 1960’s “Spiderman” cartoons (especially the music!). I was more influenced by comics and cartoons than Sherri was and I had a strong interest in science fiction from an early age. I also came from a musical family, so that was obviously an influence.

There were a number of pivotal influences for me that came along in my teens and early twenties, a couple of which I’d like to mention. There was a book called The World of Marcel Duchamp that got me into fine art and introduced me to Dada and Surrealism. There was Heavy Metal magazine, which, aside from introducing me to a lot of interesting European comic artists, also got me into experimental music via Lou Stathis’ “Muzick” column (this was in the late 70s/early 80s – can’t say much about the magazine now). There was hearing Nurse With Wound for the first time. And so on…

SH: As a teen I got into the occult. I spent time in the woods exploring my imagination. I was reading a lot at the time. I read my first Tom Robbins book, Still Life with Wood Pecker. He was a big influence on me, although I may not have realized it at the time. After I moved away, I got to hear experimental/underground music from friends with record collections, saw films like David Lynch’s Eraserhead, and discovered Surrealism. Max Ernst and Leonora Carrington were important to me.

WD: Like Sherri, I discovered the occult and strange phenomena at an early age and it remains a major influence. Obviously, we both share a love of Dada and Surrealism. I’ve been most influenced by Max Ernst, Duchamp, Tristan Tzara, and probably a few others I can’t think of right now.

Sherri didn’t mention this, but punk has been a major influence on both of us – me through direct involvement and Sherri more indirectly through me. I think the idea of always questioning conventional attitudes and behavior was instilled in me well before the punk movement but punk certainly crystallized it for me and made it more a way of life. The DIY/make-your-own-culture attitude of punk also remains important to me.

Collaborative drawing by W.A.Davison, S.Higgins, K.Zentner, 2006.Do you have a specific agenda with your work?

WD: World domination, naturally.

SH: Splunge!

Why do you like hats?

WD: They’re cute and furry and I like the way they hang upside down and suck your blood. Did you say bats?

SH: Our friend April had a pet bat that slept in an old mitten.

Do you have any current projects, forthcoming releases, etc. that you would like to talk about?

WD: Our record label Disembraining Songs is, I think, going to make the switch to being a netlabel, so that’s exciting. It will mean re-releasing much of our past catalogue and most subsequent releases as free downloads which should open up our “market” considerably and get a lot more people hearing what we do. I used to love the physical thing of making the cassette and CD packages myself, but I have a lot less time for that kind of thing these days and, to be perfectly honest, I generally suck at getting the product out to people. It was never about making money anyway, so it’s exciting to think that I can get a lot more product out and into the hands of way more people if all I have to do is upload some mp3s and jpgs and tell folks where they can download them!

As noted earlier, we’ve been doing a lot of collective drawing recently. It’s actually a project that’s been going for a few years now so we’ve built up a fair body of work. It’s getting to the point where we’re going to formalize the project with a name and start exhibiting/publishing it. So keep an eye out for that.

Always lots of music projects on the go, releases coming out on various small labels, lots of live performances, etc.

I have some illustrations appearing in the Jul/Aug issue of The Walrus.

Lots of other stuff too. We’re always very busy!

People can check up on our activities at The Organ Grinder’s Gazette.

How can people find out more about you and your work?

www.recordism.com if you can believe anything they say!

It’s blown, but does it blow?

By Kerry Freek

Glass art tends to fall into the “crafty grandma” genre. You know what I mean: knitting, rug-hooking, country-art stenciling, et cetera. No matter how pretty they seem when they catch the light, those decorative blown-glass balls you’d find in any small town gift shop are to glass art what the Norman Rockwell print is to painting. Call me uncultured, but the idea of glass art makes me think of those cheesy psychedelic vases from the 60s and 70s — the sort you’d find in Value Village for $5.99. While kind of kitschy and cool in the present era, they’re not really what I’d consider art of merit.

While I do like me a well-constructed afghan, I’m half-kidding about the whole grandma thing. In fact, a recent Luminato-inspired visit to the Sandra Ainsley Gallery (The Distillery, 55 Mill Street, Building 32) has me looking at glass in a whole new light.

Walking into the gallery, I knew immediately that I was wrong about glass. First up were Canadian Tanya Lyons’ gorgeous wall and floor dresses, adorned with blown glass droplets and other paraphernalia, including capsules and gauze. Further into the gallery, Alex Gabriel Bernstein’s sculptures appeared, looking like a biological study of skin cell snippets or icy, lonely landscapes.

And, throughout the gallery, a handful of works by veteran glass artist Dale Chihuly. Huge, intricate, colourful and fantastical pieces. Based on seeing the golden amber and opal chandelier, I felt compelled to hit up Chihuly’s website. And I was schooled.

Walking into a Chihuly exhibit seems akin to walking into a dream — all floating, twisting shapes and colours from imagined worlds. Chihuly creates installations that immediately captivate — in some of his projects, like the Chihuly Bridge of Glass Seaform Pavilion (a ceiling made of 2,364 objects), the sheer volume of glass is enough to boggle the mind, let alone the bold, majestic shapes each piece takes. It’s art, alright.

What seems most intriguing to me is the construction process. The labyrinthine Chihuly chandelier at the Ainsley Gallery, for example, is composed of several smaller, delicate parts. Precision and planning are key ingredients in its creation. Not to mention that glass-blowing itself is a fairly mysterious skill, and, like most art, requires imagination and expertise.

Glass: definitely not just for grandmas and windows.

Luminato Loves Lub-Dubs: Pulse Front Review

Posted by art On June - 18 - 2007

Pulse Front at Harbourfront

By Sara Jane Mackenzie

If you, like most Torontonians, find it somewhat difficult to stay in the loop when it comes to being hip to the arts scene, then you may have shared my sense of bewilderment at the strange blinking lights emanating from the Harbourfront Centre this past week. Several thoughts crossed my mind: Big concert? Movie premiere? Alien invasion? (Well… maybe not, but you gotta admit for a second you thought it too…right?)

Despite the dizzying array of events and openings vying for our attention within the Luminato festival, Mexican-Canadian artist Rafael Lozano-Hemmer’s latest installation, Pulse Front: Relational Architecture 12 certainly piqued our curiosity, if not our understanding; but then that’s what his work is all about, investigation. No, wait, make that participation.

Located behind the Power Plant gallery and the Harbourfront Centre, Pulse Front invites (or demands) the viewer to participate. In fact, the work does not exist outside of that participation. If there is no one willing to lend a hand (and subsequently their heartbeat), there is no work to view. Lucky for Lozano-Hemmer, that is not the case. Unsurprisingly, his piece was so popular that Telus, its major sponsor, agreed to fork out an additional $5,000 to Zerofootprint to offset the energy used and extend the piece until June 17th. He’s so winning the Luminato popularity contest.

So here’s the breakdown: 20 giant worlds-most-powerful spotlights, 200,000 watts of power, beams of concentrated light that are visible 15 km away. Pretty impressive, no?

But before we get too wrapped up in the technical artistry involved in bringing a harebrained scheme like this to life – and believe me, tiny computers, custom-made software, and heart-rate sensors all working in tandem equals a lot of technical know-how! – what is more staggering is that all of it is rendered useless without the active participation of the viewer. By touching one of the biometric sensors rigged to each sculpture, your unique heartbeat begins to course its way across the sky. The piece compels us to be more aware of our commonalities – that we are each, at the core, just a beating heart; but it also reminds us that we, like our individual rhythms, are all different. And not just in that “my mom says I’m special” kind of way. Even I am not too cynical to see that this is the best love letter that Toronto has ever received from its subjects.

It’s no wonder that technology and human physiology figure so prominently into his work. Based in Montreal, Lozano-Hemmer earned a degree in Physical chemistry at Concordia. In 2006 he staged a piece in Mexico City in which an entire room was lit by 100 incandescent light bulbs blinking to pre-recorded heartbeats. That was just a dress rehearsal for Toronto’s mammoth installation. In an age of passive spectatorship Lozano-Hemmer forces the viewer to engage with the work, to become a collaborator. Bringing out the exhibitionist in all of us, the extension of this piece definitely says something about our wish to communicate with others. Technology and art have been sharing a bed for some time now, and this piece reminds us that the two can easily coexist. That they must coexist. The binary of the precise and scientific versus the fluidity of the creative is slowly losing its polarity as we are shuttled into the post-post-postmodern era. In a city that’s not easily impressed, all it takes is a colossal show-and-tell of light and energy to rekindle our awe in nature and remind us that we do indeed have our own signature rhythm pumping through our veins and, for a few minutes, across the night sky.

The Robotic Chair

Posted by art On June - 18 - 2007

Max Dean, Raffaelo D’Andrea, Matt Donovan
The Roots Store, 100 Bloor St. W

By Stewart Byfield There’s a thirt-fourt-fifteen year old tan goblin standing in front of a lacquered canoe. Orange face on lime golf shirt with sky blue shorts?
“Hi.”
“Hi. I’m here to see the robotic chair?”
“It’s right up that first escalator.”
“First?”

It’s not just a ROOTS store. It may very well be the ultimate ROOTS store. But I’ve never been to Vancouver, so who knows. At the very least it’s the kind of place you can visit on a Friday afternoon and try on calf-skin jackets in front of a twenty foot mirror. You can even pirouette alongside your personal shopper type to better see your own ass, swaddled tightly in bun dividing leather slacks. You can absent-mindedly finger the stitching. You can twist and adjust the pre-worn in droopy bits of your potential new post-rugged outerwear. You can even raise your voice a little when it comes to discussing the ridiculous price of such a garment, presenting the air of a discerning fashion-o-phile while staying resolute in your stance on being able to afford it, admiring the buffalo hide. At least that is what this gentleman has decided to do on his Friday afternoon. Methinks he doth protest too much? Or perhaps I’m being unfair. But he really does seem to want us watching him shop. We track his movements with our eyes and he, in turn, collects non-verbal telemetry from us, the seemingly passive observers. And how our eyes may flit and glint will surely effect which brown jacket he buys. But enough of that. The kilt man speaks. We’re here to watch the robotic chair.

CHAIR THOUGHTS
TIME – 931 – break

“Every break is random.”
– Kilt Man -

The chair falls apart. There are four legs, a back rest and a seat toppled onto a 10′x10′ platform. There is a camera mounted on the ceiling directly above the mangled chair. Kilt man is the facilitator; he stands off to the side, fielding questions and explaining the robot’s movements. To his left there is a laptop running a C program. The program’s directives are laid out in plain English.

CHAIR THOUGHTS
TIME – 932 – finding left, forward leg.

There is a whirring sound and the seat lurches forward, inclined plane battle-bot style. Minus the rotating knives.

“The robot is completely autonomous.”
– Kilt Man -

And indeed kilt man does nothing. The chair advances on its own motorized wheels towards the closest severed leg. Once the leg is aligned with its corresponding joint the seat slowly cajoles the leg into itself with a faint click and whirrrrrrrr. Now the chair is armed. It is able to position the remaining errant bits rather than steer around to meet with them. The next leg is appended in half the time.

“The form that reconstructs itself.”
– Kilt Man -

Holy shit! Someone call Sarah Conner immediately, this machine is rebuilding itself. There is a self-contained program at work. The cycle starts with the self-destruction of the chair. Then, the robotic heart of the beast, the part for your ass, tracks itself via telemetry from the ceiling-cam. It relates itself to the position of its fallen limbs. It steers around the platform obeying the boundaries of this demonstration. It can problem solve. It is smart enough to use its already assembled appendages to gather more. It is capable of accumulative, rational processing. It is autonomous. The program is executed and the kilt man has only to stand there and grin as this bastard monster of the future gropes around the ROOTS store at Bay and Bloor with cold, unfeeling, inhuman precision. Don’t you people get it? This is Leviathan. This is the first wave. Soon we’ll have anarchist toaster ovens, rosicrucian roto-tillers and…oops!

With a dull thud the now half-a-chair has accidentally tipped leg number four off the edge of the platform: outside the boundaries of this demonstration. The now half-a-chair sits on the precipice, un-moving… confused… it kinda looks like this -> h

CHAIR THOUGHTS
TIME – 945 – uhhhhhhhhhhh… now what!

“Hmmmm… Oops!”
– Kilt Man -

The audience inhales as the leg teeters on the brink. The audience seems let down when the leg finally falls. Kilt man strides over to the fallen leg and sets it back in the center of the platform. Score one for humanity.

CHAIR THOUGHTS
TIME – 951 – Riiiiggghhhht! Now I remember I’m a fully autonomous learning robot! Finding right, rear leg. bzz bzz bzz

ME THOUGHTS
TIME – 6:39pm – What the hell is that guy doing trying on leather jackets in 30 degree weather? Get something that breathes you ninny! At least the dude in the kilt will be comfortable. I hope I can convey that message using only my disapproving eye brow twinges. GRRRRRRRRRRR!!! Buy some nylon you naïf. GRRRRRRRRRRR!!!! Burn holes through jacket with eyes. GRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!! Why in the hell would someone build a robotic chair?

The chair is now fully legged. It kind of looks like this -> H

CHAIR THOUGHTS
TIME – 955 – finding back

A rather ingenious mechanism folds out through the top of the seat and meets mid-air with the back rest. It attaches and then folds upright. The robotic chair has put itself back together again in approximately seven minutes.

Bring on the real servos!!!!
With a relatively deafening roar the beast begins to rise up onto its four rigid limbs. I am reminded of “Chairee” from Pee Wee’s house of autonomous, screaming, bi-polar furniture and ‘dots’.
La la la la.

Let’s connect some shall we:

www.roboticchair.com
http://fe34.news.sp1.yahoo.com/s/nm/ 20070605/tc_nm/japan_robot_tech_dc
http://www.space.gc.ca/asc/eng/iss/ canadarm2/evolution.asp
http://news.nationalgeographic.com/ kids/2006/04/robots.html

After a fair and thorough deliberation the gentleman across from us has decided not to buy the seal loin jacket after all. The shopping assistant is grinning and nodding with obvious contempt.

Observer in front of me to her companion: “It’s kinda surreal watching this robotic chair while that guy tries on clothes.”

CHAIR THOUGHTS
TIME – 958 – break

“There are two breaks for every cycle.”
– Kilt Man –

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