Thursday, November 06, 2014

re: 1001 posts

hello friends, family, ex's, lovers and fans,

hope all is well in your world, i'm doing alright in mine. just painted a bunch of murals across canada, starting in montreal at a 'decolonizing street art,' festival, the 1st year, then i was in prince albert, saskatchewan where the indigenous people's artist collective commissioned me to paint a large mural for their 2 story cafe festival. i also did a book launch there for my new book, 'a moon made of copper,' then i went to vancouver and victoria for art, book launch and a gig with "the monster project," the band for the grunt gallery's 30 anniversary party. things didn't go as planned, but i still had fun in vancouver. then i was in boundary country where i ended my little mural tour across canada and had a lot of fun and met a lot of great people.

so, for now, here's a few photos from the boundary country mural i did with the grade 11/12 class, and something for you to check out. as well as some graff i did here in kamloops at a local high school with my bro KAST. it's nice to be able to finally paint stuff legally and have fun, while bringing art to the streets and the students. opening minds and ideas to street art, proving it can be fun, safe and non-gang related. i'm going to breathe some life back to my blog and start posting again.  been through a lot the past year or two, and was burnt out and tired, but i'm finally feeling good. taking a bit of a break from the art world has been great. the band i'm in, "the monster project," is exciting and fun, mixing heavy guitars, atmospheric guitars and with dj beats and live visuals by Deano Hunt and Bracken Hanuse Corlett respectively.

well, we'll talk more soon and i hope you come back and keep checking out the blog and art, and adventures!

cheers,

cb


the concept sketch

the concept sketched in on the wall

the tarp to protect us
and the mural from the elements.

first gig with scaffolding


putting the kids to work!

get'r done!

painting.

ladder painters

the art teacher was 6 foot 9


we used kobra cans
for the waves

but ran out.

and ordered more
they arrived on the final day
of painting.
whew.


the finished mural!
took 8 days, at about 10 - 12 hours or so
in total. 



Thursday, May 22, 2014

re: my writing process, sort of a response to joanne arnott's blog!

hello friends, fans, foe and lovers,

back again, it's been awhile, i lose my way on the internet quite often as well as damn passwords. haha. with so many websites and stuff to take care of, passwords get mixed up and forgotten. i hope all is well wherever you are, and this blog is about a project joanne arnott started, she's been the editor for my last two books of poetry, "Stone the Crow," and my newest one, "A Moon Made of Copper," which comes out July 15 nationwide through Kegedonce Press.

without further ado, let's begin with some questions:

What am i working on?

Well, i just finished working on my latest book of poetry and non-fiction called, "A Moon Made of Copper," with Joanne Arnott. It's all new work, written in the past 4 years since my last book, "Stone the Crow," which seems like an impossibly long time. I don't write all the time, or very often in fact due to the reasons of being a workshop facilitator, artist, dad, filmmaker, musician and so on. i'm spread a little thin i guess, but i do believe this is my strongest work i've written. focussing is a challenge, haha, but i'm going to probably start writing more, it's just discipline. i used to get up every morning and write for about 3 or 4 hours every single day, and then spend the afternoon sort of editing what i'd written.

but to be an "artist," for a living, means diversification. you have to be able to do a bit of everything to make a buck, workshops in filmmaking, photography, mural painting, street art, even music and songwriting along with creative writing. if you were to do only one discipline, you would not be able to survive. so i'm busy doing a bunch of other things and i think i'm going to slow down and write some grants to do research and development into creating a new body of work artistically and creative writing as well. i also am the creative director for the arbour collective, a group nacoma george and i started back in 2011, so we do community  based arts projects throughout the kamloops area and that's nearly a full time gig on top of everything else. it's a bit hectic, but we're representing aboriginal artists, filmmakers, writers and musicians here in the kamloops area and beyond. we had about 7 exhibitions in 4 different cities, as well as a 10 artist residency last year, which was insane. we're slowing down a little this year. haha. just a bit.

how does my work differ from others of its genre?

that's a good question. i think there's this "sacredness," aboriginal authors tenderly tip toe around, many do not tread on the "black road,"which to me is the path that is infinitely wide and often without direction. in the writing of many other aboriginal authors, their writing, reflects the "red road," or the higher ground and "sacred," or holistic way of living. i choose to go to the darker places, sometimes lonelier, sometimes intoxicating, sometimes crazy places to live and be instead of the red road. this reflects the life i've known growing up, both my parents went to residential school, and both were basically put through the meat grinder. they've made their choices to deal with what they went through and more often than not, it meant getting numb by any means necessary. usually alcohol. so i guess i'm saying i'm not afraid to be "real," and write about what i know, how i live, or what i've done on the black road. it's not for everyone, but if you're a fan of leonard cohen or charles bukowksi or the beats, allen ginsberg, jack kerouac, and william s. burroughs, then you'll likely dig my new book, "A Moon Made of Copper."

why do i write what i do?

this is an easy question, because i write what i know about or experience. i'm not a "fiction," writer, because life is crazy enough i don't have to make things up. haha. growing up aboriginal in canada isn't the most easy experience. there's violence, abuse, racism, but also family, ceremonies, songs, stories and incredible amounts of laughter and good times. everyone has a story, it's just finding out a way to tell it. i guess i've also lead a pretty crazy life, done an incredible amount of traveling and performing for most of my life, so telling these stories is a way to remember things.

how does my writing process work?

a long time ago, i used to do everything longhand, then computers came along and i remember bashing away on a monochrome monitor computer, using dos, and some really primitive word processing project. that must be over 20 years ago. wow. haha. i use a computer almost always, unless i'm not near one, then i'll write it out by hand. i used to self-publish a lot, i think i did about 4 books back in the 1990's, as well book my own reading tours and get them into stores on consignment deals or outright selling them. i toured most of b.c. and sold about 500 books or more. i used to do all sorts of things for promotional give aways, bookmarks, post cards, posters, and so on. i think it's because i come from a musical background, having to do our own tours, posters, shirts and so on, i applied the same skills to poetry and creative writing. haha.

i think i process things for a long time before i start writing about them. i usually get an idea for a poem while traveling, mountain biking or doing an art project. something gets triggered and if i don't jot it down right away it gets lost. i don't do a lot of navel gazing, because i don't have time, haha, so when i get an idea i have to act on it. i think i've got a new direction to go in soon, would like to do some non-fiction. about 10 years ago, i wrote 3 books back to back, the first one i've been re-editing so maybe i'll try to get it out next year. time to get back to writing every day. maybe here on the blog. i don't know. we'll have to see.

also, never underestimate the support of a mentor. i was lucky enough to have Garry Gottfriedson mentor me when i really started to get serious about creative writing, some 20 years ago! as well, about 10 years ago Richard Van Camp mentored me as well to the next level. these friendships came about because of my stubborn persistence to get published. haha. i passed along my poetry to both of those authors and they contacted me or i contacted them and they helped me out by getting my work stronger creatively and to continue working to find my "voice." also, this is a long road, i've been writing over 20 years. i got published in about 20 literary magazines before i got my first book deal. it's a tough slog, but it's worth it. even though my subject matter is dark, i break it up really well during readings with humour and observations. again, my history as a musician has probably really helped me be comfortable on a stage in front of lots of people. never underestimate your strengths.

the cover art for my next book
by Bracken Hanuse Corlett.



well, that's about it. i'll get back on here more often now that i remembered my password!!! haha!

thanks to Joanne Arnott for editing my book "A Moon Made of Copper," coming out July 15 through Kegedonce Press. Thanks to everyone at Kegedonce press, Kateri Akiwenzie Damm, Renee Abram and Allison Brown. Thanks to Bracken Hanuse Corlett and Amanda Strong for the awesome cover art.

Saturday, March 29, 2014

re: waiting for springtime......

hello lovers,

i hope it's warm wherever you may be. it's cold still in kamloops, bc, we've got snow on the ground still in the mountains around town and it's just perpetually chilly. here are some older photos showing what we miss around town. warmth. greenery. plants. animals. life. it's kind of void right now, but it'll get better. in the meantime, enjoy the photos and see you real soon,


chris. 




kamloops summer time haze, looking west
as the sun sets.










one of my girls. delicately trying to hold
a flower, it was so cute. i remember this like it was yesterday.

my son, this is several years ago
at harrison lake, which is bloody cold.
this was in august or september
we just went for a road trip and decided
to drive to the coast and see family.
i remember the smell of smoke
in the crisp fall air.




Monday, March 24, 2014

re: what i did last summer.......

hello lovers,

last summer, while working on the "crawling, weeping, betting," project in vancouver, my friend david let me crash at his apartment downtown vancouver. it was awesome. shenanigans ensued for sure. but i also took my kids down for a week, we left kamloops on canada day, the temperature was hitting 41 celcius and i thought it was the perfect time to get the hell out of town. 

so we went to vancouver, where it was a balmy 26 celcius, and it was so trying, so fun, and so exhausting. i would need a nanny to help me do that again. i learned my limitations as a parent on that trip. haha. we also discovered it was cheaper to catch a cab from english bay to helmecken. $7.50, the bus, $11.00. plus hot, packed like sardines, sweaty, gross and some real sketchy people. what do you think we did? especially after a long day wandering around exploring the city with kids? 

but we had a great time and they got to see some cool things, soak up the vibe of the big city, the homeless, the crowded bus #23 or was it #21? as well as a boat ride, playing on the beach at english bay, playing in a rooftop garden, and generally running around downtown vancouver just being kids and having fun. it cost a small fortune to feed them, but it was worth it. i hope some good memories were created for them on that trip. 

this seems like a travel blog right now, but that's what happens when you travel a lot. we'll get back to art soon enough. plus, this is good for me to revisit all these good and crazy times. it was weird to be in vancouver at such dizzying highs last year, compared to such crushing lows when i was a kid, wandering the streets aimlessly, lost, hungry and almost another lost street kid. another statistic. what saved me and pulled me off the streets was my cousin jackie. she brought me to her apartment on davie street. gave me a guitar and a sense of purpose. it hasn't stopped since i was 16 and life has taken me around the world and across canada and the united states way too many times to count and sometimes remember. sometimes when you follow your path, the one you know you need to follow, against all odds and bullshit, you might just make it. 

and if you don't at least you tried. there's plenty of time to join the drones and dig yourself a happy or miserable little rut like the rest, but for now, keep givn'r. 

looking back on all these photos makes me smile. i wouldn't be where i am without the help of a lot of people. you know who you are, and thank you! and thanks david for letting us crash at your place! it was kick ass!

cheers,

chris bose. 




my daughter on the little boat in false creek

my son in english bay


my youngest monkey playing 
in the elevator. 



they handled the change
really well. the city didn't really phase them.
haha. 

"what do you think all these people are doing daddy?"
i don't know honey. i don't know.