re: residency update.

hello lovers,

so the arbour residency is over. done. finished. how do i feel about it? okay. life is for living and learning, and what should have been a more one on one community based residency with adrian stimson was sort of blown up into a crazy monstrosity of 10 other artists. it wasn't what i was expecting.  it was perhaps a bit too much? it somewhat lacked curatorial leadership. it lacked more time on the land. hahahahaha. kidding. it was fine. it was fun. what am i being passive aggressive? haha. no, but you know, it was a fantastic experience, and i had some great conversations with some of the artists. that said, i did a similar large project a couple years ago with the Enowkin Centre, which became a great touring exhibition called, "Picto Prophecies," and to me, it had better results. we were more focussed. we spent more time on the land. on reserve. what i should have done was nut up and step up and taken more of a leadership role. meh. live and learn. i know more for next time. 

don't get me wrong, i had a good time. but i also can't really be around people for great lengths of time i've discovered. people need to create drama. need to create weirdness. and there were so many people in and out of my own place, workshops, upcoming exhibitions, visiting friends, colleagues, cohorts, conspirators, raconteurs, scoundrels and the like that for the past 6 weeks, i haven't had much alone time to reflect and think about all the incredible things i've seen and been a part of. 

now, i've got a couple weeks downtime, finally and thankfully, i can defragment my mind and contemplate all the things i've been through and process and make sense of things!? hahaha! 

but what i really want to do is catch up on a lot of missed sleep, lay on the couch, watch breaking bad, drink beer, fart, belch, sleep a bunch more and hide out in my man cave from the rest of the world. this is day three and i'm already feeling better. 

the human mind can only take so much abuse, overloaded visuals, information and crap. i've been on super high stimulation for so long that i am deeply enjoying waking up and staring at the walls in my bedroom for about an hour, stretching and thinking about life before i even get out of bed. incidentally, the walls in my bedroom are full of art. cheesy art. my kids art. heavy metal album art. all kinds. and blessed blank spaces i can stare at for some time. daydreaming. what a luxury. 

anyway, enjoy some photos from the residency. 

until next time,

cb

guess who's installation for the exhibition?

me and adrian stimson.

peter morin