Text Crutch: Kelsey Fraser
A Skype interview with Kelsey Fraser, who will be showing work at Text Crutch, curated by Robert Harpin. The show will run from October 26 - November 2, 2013 at The Works Gallery at Jackson Power (9744 60 Ave). The opening reception will be held on October 25th, 7 - 10pm.
Text Crutch: Jennifer Konanz
A Skype interview with Jennifer Konanz, who will be showing work at Text Crutch, curated by Robert Harpin. The show will run from October 26 - November 2, 2013 at The Works Gallery at Jackson Power (9744 60 Ave). The opening reception will be held on October 25th, 7 - 10pm.
Text Crutch: Cindy Baker
A Skype interview with Cindy Baker, who will be showing work at Text Crutch, curated by Robert Harpin. The show will run from October 25- November 1, 2013 at The Works Gallery at Jackson Power (9744 60 Ave).
Learning French (How to Kill a Chicken)
“Learning French (How to Kill a Chicken),” a group art project, by Emily MacDonald, Xu Yuan, Camille Dolbec, and Olivia Chow. Upon realizing that all members of the group had different mother tongues, they decided to explore ideas related to language and translation. The video also makes reference to a class discussion based on the “chicken slaughter” controversy at ACAD this spring.
Volunteering: Yang Lim and His Dedication to The Works
For the past twenty-eight years, The Works Art & Design Festival has been put on by a dedicated group of individuals who share a passion for making art accessible to the public. An integral part of The Works is the team of devoted volunteers who put countless amounts of both time and energy into helping each year’s Festival be bigger and better than the previous year. Yang Lim is one such volunteer.
Production at The Works: Long Days with Loverboy
Being a production assistant for The Works leading up to the festival is a unique experience. The production team consists of ten people in total. We complete a variety of tasks that involve muscles, creativity, brainpower, and Loverboy. When we first received our Loverboy CD, it was a blessing as our radio was beginning to fail us. The music of the eighties flooded the bunker and helped our steel toes and gloved hands move a little faster.