Todays walking distance was 24.11 km. Strolled down to Wildwood Park this morning. It's a postwar community designed around central greenspaces with automobile access to the neighborhood limited to alleys. Interesting area but confusing to walk in. Lots of cankerworms dangling from the trees and a big turkey population. Walked from there up to the supermarket on Pembina Highway. I inadvertantly ended up on the wrong side of the road and the sidewalk deadended at the underpass. My choices were either to backtrack about a kilometre or climb up and cross the railway tracks. There had been a couple of recent incidents in the newspaper of people being injured trying to cross tracks in town, one of which was about a young man who lost a leg. I survived the track crossing and continued to the shop. On the way home I saw a pedestrian trapped in the middle of Pembina Highway, unable to finish crossing or return to the side he had started from. I wonder if he is still there.
Thursday, 24 May 2007
May 24
Todays walking distance was 24.11 km. Strolled down to Wildwood Park this morning. It's a postwar community designed around central greenspaces with automobile access to the neighborhood limited to alleys. Interesting area but confusing to walk in. Lots of cankerworms dangling from the trees and a big turkey population. Walked from there up to the supermarket on Pembina Highway. I inadvertantly ended up on the wrong side of the road and the sidewalk deadended at the underpass. My choices were either to backtrack about a kilometre or climb up and cross the railway tracks. There had been a couple of recent incidents in the newspaper of people being injured trying to cross tracks in town, one of which was about a young man who lost a leg. I survived the track crossing and continued to the shop. On the way home I saw a pedestrian trapped in the middle of Pembina Highway, unable to finish crossing or return to the side he had started from. I wonder if he is still there.
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Had the opportunity to read Lorne Roberts' review of Erratic Space in May 24th Free Press titled " Alberta Artists' Camera Lens discovers magnificent, mundane" Interesting that Robert seeks but finds "no real art show"...implications of his very humorous response perhaps being that an exhibit requires a polished product to signfy as 'art' in formal gallery like the WAG. I appreciate his scholarly (or CSI?) pursuit of clues...in Gill's garbarge bin, for instance. The review was engaging in terms of its innocence--adopted to aid those less familiar with contemporary Canadian art and conceptualism possibly? Intriguing however that a contained or finished product prevails as the motive of Roberts' search for 'Art.' It kept me pondering how the market sustains our appetite for the tangible object? we have lost all resistance I suspect...loved the fact that the review mentions the visitor Sebastian's (age 8) drawing of Gill--he's on his way to visibility without pressing the matter...
Hi Carol/Don--
Carol-- Thanks for your interesting response to my article about Don's show. A deconstruction of my deconstruction of his deconstruction of Winnipeg. :)
As you say, I am interested in writing to an audience mostly unfamiliar to conceptual art, rather than for those who would walk into Gill's show and immediately "get it" (or at least get its conceptual framework). It's hard to find a balance for both crowds, of course, so I tend to gear my writing towards the layperson more than the scholar.
The questions you raise about Art and the finished product are very interesting, too. I'm still thinking about 'em, especially in light of Don's show/project.
Thanks again...
Lorne Roberts
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