I'm a little artist in the big, dark woods tracking the progress - or procrastination - of various artistic endeavors as I prepare to leap into a bigger pond. Sprinkled in between these are the extreme weather/scenery of Kitimat and the surrounding region as well as local situations that catch my attention.
Wednesday, 20 October 2010
(((Bonk)))) ((((Thunk))) (((Bonk)))
We installed brand new, energy efficient and very reflective windows last Fall and as a result, that's the sound of little bird bodies hitting the livingroom window approximately every 5 minutes.
We'd gotten used to the ocassional collision during the last 2 weeks of every October as flocks of robins and varied thrushes swarm the mountain ash tree and devour every last fermenting berry till all that remained were hundreds of empty stems. With the old windows, impacts were far less frequent but usually serious or fatal; the unlucky bird often transformed into a mess of puke, crap and feathers then sliding with the whole mess down the glass to land in the garden. (to the delight of neighborhood cats)
I had a private lesson yesterday afternoon and it was getting pretty embarrassing as I and my student involuntarily flinched each time a bird hit the window. "Is there going to be a pile of little bodies when I leave here?"
We go look at - and out - the window. There are a few splats and feathers but no corpses. A robin flies straight towards our faces then bounces off and frantically flies in a different direction. It seems these windows are far more forgiving.
Later, I head to the Dollar Store to pick up some blue place mats and masking tape. When I return home I tape a series of place mats over the window.
It isn't pretty but at least it's reduced the carnage to about 3 hits per hour.
Wednesday, 13 October 2010
A Mighty Wind
This was the storm of 10/10/10. Wasn't too bad in Kitimat where the wind sustained 70 kmh with gusts up to 100 kmh, though the power was out for several hours. Prince Rupert saw gusts between 140 and 167 kmh, so they ended up with considerable damage. Trees, trucks, trailors and sundry were blown over or tossed around. The rain has eased off a bit now but over the previous 3 or 4 days we've had over 150 mm of rain. (also known as 6")
I think we've made up for the dry summer.
I think we've made up for the dry summer.
Friday, 1 October 2010
That?...
...is some grizzly shit
I'm basing this on:
A. the size, seeing as it's as large as a horse crap
B. the form - carnivorous
C. we have 2 families of grizzlies wandering the town
I took advantage of the perfect light this morning to take about 50 photos around Kildala neighborhood. I did have a bit of concern about these beasts in the back of the mind until I came upon two mounds of these sitting in the middle of the sidewalk. (Do bears shit in the woods?? Oh, don't even get me started!! NO!)
The concern was suddenly nudged to an area more in the front of my brain, so I was a bit more aware of my surroundings for the rest of the walk.
A good buddy phoned me this afternoon to tell me about her close encounter with FOUR grizzlies. Yesterday evening, her yard was visited by the Mama Bear and 3 second year cubs. This is one successful mama because not only did the three survive, she's got them to the size of an average adult black bear.
And they were silent. BuddyGal said that they carefully picked their way over pots and planters never making a sound. Compare this to black bears who have a tendency to walk through anything and often make quite a racket. I mentioned all this to TwinB who commented "sounds like they might have been hunting" : 0
Mama bear makes her way to the deck and then pressed her face against the sliding glass doors which, thankfully don't give way. A few minutes later she rises up on her hind legs and makes eye contact with BuddyGal's husband watching from a bedroom window. Kind of gave him some willies.
Of course they didn't get photos what with frantically worrying about whether or not the bear would break in. Today, though they're getting more used to the idea and he was planning on sitting on the roof to take a photo if they visit again.
Sure wouldn't catch me doing that...okay...maybe from a 2 storey roof.
Thursday, 30 September 2010
So Long, Joe
Joe - a long time member of our Art Club died at the age of 72 last May which is the end of our yearly season so even though we visited the family, attended the funeral...it didn't hit as hard as the first meeting of the year. Hard to process that empty spot across the classroom from me and I know the Craft Fair won't feel right without him standing by a table of his paintings at the end of the Activity Room in his 'Bavarian Suit' (it's like an business suit but with subtle embellishments that are definitely Alpen) He painted one size and one size only! Had to fit a 16" X 20" frame from Opus. We would tease him about his frugality but we knew we could always count on his direct and honest approach to life along with his quiet humour.
He didn't take up painting till he retired but became one of the most active members of our group.
This Kitimite got his 3 score and 10 - but he still leaves a significant hole.
He didn't take up painting till he retired but became one of the most active members of our group.
This Kitimite got his 3 score and 10 - but he still leaves a significant hole.
Monday, 27 September 2010
Spoken word evening in Km@
Two months ago I finally attended my first evar! Spoken Word/Slam event in Calgary. I'd only experienced Spoken Word/Slam poetry on cbc radio so it was an inspiration to witness the process in person. Sherri D Wilson was a wonderful host and I (and TwinB) enjoyed the performers and whole environment. (But - My goodness...from the amount of smokes we bummed out could we ever tell we were in the presence of young, starving artists!) I couldn't help but notice that I have heard comparable material and presenters in our lil' old corner of the world so resolved to put together a similar event at the earliest and most opportune time here, so, seeing that 'Culture Days' were upon us this weekend - Sept. 24 to 26 - I arranged to hold an Open Mic/Spoken Word evening.
Here's what we got:...old fellas Storytelling, and young gals angsting - in very subtle and subversive ways - and older broads reading a variety of poignant material. We also were treated to a work in progress for young readers and a synopsis of a story I'd heard a couple of years back by a younger male writer. The crowd loved his punch line/spoiler and I hope that this composition will eventually see it's full development into a completed story.
The fella featured in this photo- (A well known local thespian - the reader should be wary of these creatures) was asked by my co-conspirator to read something - anything but Robert Service - and even though he had to help his son retrieve a boat from the bottom of Minette Bay, arrived to sing his own little dittty based on 'If I Were A Rich Man' describing what he'd do 'If He Won The Lotto'. It was very humourously delivered.
It was a great evening and everyone is looking forward to another.
Here's what we got:...old fellas Storytelling, and young gals angsting - in very subtle and subversive ways - and older broads reading a variety of poignant material. We also were treated to a work in progress for young readers and a synopsis of a story I'd heard a couple of years back by a younger male writer. The crowd loved his punch line/spoiler and I hope that this composition will eventually see it's full development into a completed story.
The fella featured in this photo- (A well known local thespian - the reader should be wary of these creatures) was asked by my co-conspirator to read something - anything but Robert Service - and even though he had to help his son retrieve a boat from the bottom of Minette Bay, arrived to sing his own little dittty based on 'If I Were A Rich Man' describing what he'd do 'If He Won The Lotto'. It was very humourously delivered.
It was a great evening and everyone is looking forward to another.
Saturday, 18 September 2010
Good Afternoon Mrs. Hutson...
telemarketer: "How are you today, Mrs. Hutson?"
Me: "People keep pestering me with phone calls"
telemarketer: "Well then...fuck off"
I do a half laugh and hang up.
Wow. I've just been totally burned by a telemarketer. And I wasn't even crude, rude or offensive. To my mind anyway. The only reason I'd answered is because I'd been getting non-stop calls from them ALL DAY.
The entire conversation consisted of those very three sentences.
Apparently I'm The Straw.
Is this my hidden secret power - to push people over the edge with seemingly innocuous conversation?
It's happened before: I occasionally toss off a comment or sentence that elicits a reaction so far beyond what one would expect that I'm beginning to finally understand (at my late stage in life) there is something innately provacative in how I communicate sometimes.*
I really work towords that in visual art. It's a challenge, really. Not easy either since I like to convey my ideas in visually appealling ways. I think there's a subversive and compelling strength in that.
Getting countless calls, then that response initially made me feel just a little bit violated - but now...now?!...I'm feeling empowered!!
Oh yeah, Baby - You talkin' to............The Straw!!
*The Husband would attest to that!
Me: "People keep pestering me with phone calls"
telemarketer: "Well then...fuck off"
I do a half laugh and hang up.
Wow. I've just been totally burned by a telemarketer. And I wasn't even crude, rude or offensive. To my mind anyway. The only reason I'd answered is because I'd been getting non-stop calls from them ALL DAY.
The entire conversation consisted of those very three sentences.
Apparently I'm The Straw.
Is this my hidden secret power - to push people over the edge with seemingly innocuous conversation?
It's happened before: I occasionally toss off a comment or sentence that elicits a reaction so far beyond what one would expect that I'm beginning to finally understand (at my late stage in life) there is something innately provacative in how I communicate sometimes.*
I really work towords that in visual art. It's a challenge, really. Not easy either since I like to convey my ideas in visually appealling ways. I think there's a subversive and compelling strength in that.
Getting countless calls, then that response initially made me feel just a little bit violated - but now...now?!...I'm feeling empowered!!
Oh yeah, Baby - You talkin' to............The Straw!!
*The Husband would attest to that!
Friday, 10 September 2010
Rio Tinto Proudly Supports The Arts
The monthly issue of The Ingot - Rio Tinto/Alcan's company propaganda magazine arrived yesterday and what jumps off the front cover at me?? Supporting The Arts in BC page 9
So immediately I flip to page 9,quickly read through the article and subsequently had a rather undignified reaction because I was a tad pissed off...nay...outraged! However I did realize that any response to this would have to be measured and reasoned if and when I or any other Children's Arts Supporter in Kitimat decides to make a peep about all this.
So what's my major malfunction??
The article gushed on about Rio Tinto's major contributions to the Olympics (GVRD) and Arts Umbrella* (GVRD). A sub heading reads Arts are essential to the social fabric of a sustainable community and it is this recognition that guides Rio Tinto Alcan's support for a variety of cultural projects.
Another part of the article quotes Richard Prokopanko, RTA exec and vice-chair of Arts Umbrella as saying "Arts Umbrella builds the confidence, self esteem and cultural skills of over 17,000 children per
year"
Well it's really too bad that none of those kids are in Kitimat, home to a good 900 of approximately 1200 RioTintoAlcan employees. Another 200 - 300 live in Terrace.
I guess we don't qualify as a 'sustainable community.'
Maybe our own shoe-string budget, home grown, Arts Umbrella type program Museum In The Classroom isn't...what?....big enough?...sexy enough? Alcan did used to contribute 8 to 12% of our yearly budget (and yes, they always wanted 100% of the credit) though they haven't donated anything since being bought out by Rio Tinto. Kitimat Arts For Youth did benefit from several thousand dollars for 2 or 3 years but then suddenly disappeared from the RTA radar.
I know that RioTintoAlcan can give their money to any group they choose - I just don't want everybody thinking that here in Kitimat we're just wallowing in their largesse.
I also can't help but feel just a little bit slapped in the face by this whole business.
*I don't have the best history with Arts Umbrella either
http://eileenhutson.blogspot.com/2007/05/little-helper-monkey.html
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