Archive for December, 2010

December 8, 2010

Holograph Season

now more than ever do some believe they hold the mighty power to simply WALK through another.  discuss?


the semester is over and i’ve more or less hidden that edge of the creative process from you [you!].  instead of talking about about my [questionable] creations

let’s do something different for the next little while.

many of you may know i work in an art gallery – paralleling finishing my art degree, i am confronted with quite a variety of work – from the innovative to the mediocre to the kind that force me to leave the room before i make that wonderful choking-on-a-chip sound i love making.

i was once told to look long at what pleases me, and longer at what displeases me, but let’s face it.  life is too short to be looking at bad art.  while in most academic critiques it is difficult to extract a genuine opinion out of an audience, i do not have this problem and prominently boast my Virgan ability to be a critical and judgemental curmudgeon.  let’s not go there, shall we?  just…uh…bear with me because i’m exhausted, sick, and didn’t take any notes for this piece.  winging it is the name of the game.

art populaire // jean-francois labelle

a semi-regular at usine 106u, i was first struck by this style in the october show ‘luxation’, and this piece [now on display at 160 Roy E] is a continuation in local universals.

the play on the term ‘popular’ is something i will explore in a bit but first can we talk about this background? living in montreal there is a universal familiarity in the anonymity – this could very well BE anywhere in the city [though i’m getting a georges-vanier metro or ville st pierre vibe from it].  the cracked dirt and demi-ghettoness of these places are built for Romantic flourishing [there is sincerity there, let’s keep it that way].  singular universality? i think so.

popular art is not just a mid 20th century movement anywhere because van gogh’s irises are easily recognizable – you can now get it in coaster form, or printed on mug or stitched onto lapels.  so, what’s it doing on the corner of anywhere street, montreal?


here’s the google street view of the ‘real’ boni soir [behold, the power of late 2010].  apparently its near honore-beaugrand [excuse my irrelevant geographical estimations]

enjoy the rendering

[you’re welcome]