The Homer Watson Gallery in Kitchener is bursting with new exhibits again. This month and until early November, artists Deborah Pryce, Diane Young and Anita Kunz have their work displayed in the various rooms. Deborah’s work is hung in the Calley room, Diane’s in the adjoining room, and Anita’s in the Homer Watson Gallery.
In Sacred Cows, Anita looks at social situations in which we give far more prominence to people in society than perhaps they are worth.
In an article in Waterloo Region Record, we learn that Anita’s art work has been printed in many “prominent magazines such as Time, Rolling Stone, Vanity Fair, GQ, New Yorker, Sports Illustrated, Newsweek and Atlantic Monthly, among others. Or you have on your personal library shelf one of the 50 book jackets she has illustrated.
In addition to magazines and book publishers, the acclaimed freelancer has worked for record companies, design firms and advertising agencies.”
From Anita’s artist statement:
I’ve always been fascinated by social issues and how we react to certain people in our culture. The subject of celebrity is endlessly fascinating to me, especially how we elevate some arguably questionable people to a higher status…
Another of Anita’s works of social commentary, Elvis’s Sneer, but after all he’s only flossing his teeth just like we’re meant to do.
The Waterloo Region Record’s article in the Saturday paper, titled “International Illustrator Returns Home with Exhibition at Homer Watson Gallery,” focuses on Anita’s work but also mentioned the other two artists.
Diane’s interactive display of busts invites the visitor to try to figure out what the expression says, then to flip up the small sign and see what the artist was thinking. I loved that feature of her exhibit.
In her display, Robert Reid of the Record says,
Diane Young’s 11 bronze-coloured, naturalist, clay busts are commissioned portraits, encompassing male and female, spanning the spectrum of ages from young to old and bridging cultures.
From Diane’s artist statement:
From the moment I first held clay in my hands, I knew that I had found my life’s passion. I have always been fascinated by the human face and it has become the sole source of my inspiration…
Opening of her artist’s statement “There’s a crack in everything; that’s how the light gets in.” -Leonard Cohen, Anthem. And more:
The difficult stuff in life has a way of tarnishing our lustre, hardening us or pulling us into our cocoons. So, too, the creative spirit easily gets crusted over from neglect, fear of failing, disappointments, or even by the safety of the tried and true.
Introductions at the opening reception. Stephen Woodworth, Conservative MP for Kitchener Centre (Ontario), congratulating the artists and offering a few words to guests
Faith Heiplinger, Executive Director at the gallery, introduces each of the artists and asks them to describe the focus and meaning of their works in the exhibit
My friends Deb and Lorraine, and I went out to lunch a few days after the opening, then at the gallery afterwards we had more opportunity to look around and ask Deb about the work involved in her exhibits and the meaning that went into those creations.
I am so proud of you, Deb, and the incredible display of your artistic expression. And I was pleased to meet Diane and Anita and see their amazing work as well.
Photos by L. and C. Wilker, and this last one by L. Ballard.
This past weekend the Tavistock Agricultural Society put on its annual Fall Fair. It truly is an agricultural fair, but there is more. Along with exhibits of corn, vegetables and grains, there’s room for handiwork such as knitting, quilting, sewing, fine art and children’s creations with Lego, drawing. And wait, there’s photos and scrapbooking exhibits as well. I remember checking the exhibits to see how my work had fared for prizes, as well as the 4-H displays by our Girl’s club and other organizations.
Historical Society, recognizing the Guide and Scout movement. There was even a Brownie uniform just like the one our daughters wore for a time, but not the newer Alfred Sung uniforms for the Guides and Brownies.
Rider preparing for the Hunter and Jumper show in the ring
The midway and rides for the kids and adults alike. I wonder how many times this dragon went around the track. I did miss the merry-go-round, conspicuous by its absence. I hadn’t seen the ferris wheel that day, but if you look toward the back of the picture near the silos, it’s there.
Newly crowned Fair Ambassador, Derika Nauta, says to my great niece, “In 16 years you can take my place.”
…and a unit I wished we had taken, by the Hickson club
But if you thought that’s all there was, as if that weren’t enough, we had the church booth, Optimists selling sausage on a bun, and other commercial displays. And wait.., another important part. The twelfth annual Silent Auction.
All sorts of household goods and gifts to bid on
a baby quilt that I didn’t quite get (by Quilters of the Renaissance). Think they would make another one? But my bid was successful on a fleece baby blanket made by Joan Ferguson.
and a round of applause for Kim Urlando who took over the organization of the auction seven years ago, along with her partner, Barry Klein, who gives up the garage for weeks to store the items until set-up day.
Come the end of the fair they’ve logged a lot of volunteer hours. It can’t be done alone. Kim says, “I have the best committee at the fair!! “
As mentioned in Part 1 of Canadian Canoe Museum, there’s so much to see and learn here that one could spend most of a day here.
This sign says, in part,
Missionaries, beginning with the Jesuits in the 1600s, regularly used canoes to reach the remote parts of Canada… they cheerfully accepted the rigours of life on the trail.
Here’s a closed-in canoe, somewhat like a kayak in appearance. See the wooden seat, like a lawn chair, and the attached oar. Perhaps only for leisure and not a working canoe.
A close-up of the music machine. I think the courting couple would want to go out on calm waters, otherwise the record player and cushions could get wet. Imagine the courting couple out on the water of a calm lake and they’re listening to their favourite music as they paddle.
In another canoe, a similar type of record player, without the amplifier. We had records like this in a black box gramophone.
Look at this sleek canoe with the cushioned seat. Pretty classy.
There we are at the end of the canoe museum. I stopped at the gift shop to look around. I came home with two books, one to read to my granddaughters and one about storytelling. Love the children’s picture book story, One Dog Canoe, by Mary Casanova, illustrated by Ard Hoyt. I also discovered that one story in the book, Mugged by a Moose, ed. Matt Jackson, was written by a Waterloo Region author, Leslie Bamford, whom I happen to know.
Today I posted over at Canadian Writers Who Are Christian, about being part of the Sandwich Generation.
“If God sends us on stony paths, he provides strong shoes.” –Corrie Ten Boom
We’re at that stage in our family with aging parents on one side—we’re all aging every day—and younger family with grandchildren on the other side. We’ve known, in retrospect, that this could happen one day and now we’re there, but we don’t always know what to do with it.
With two parents needing our support, our attention and energies are spread to their maximum, and that comes apart from a career as a freelance editor and writer, and a husband at home with some special needs of his own.
Carol Abaya, an expert in elder care, writes that there is no rehearsal for parent care, rather parenting one’s parents. “Becoming a parent to an aging parent presents extraordinary challenges.” Apparently it was Abaya who coined the term “sandwich generation” but also “club sandwich generation.”
Go here to read more.
And while you’re there, read the posts of Peter Black, Glynis Belec, Heidi McLaughlin. You’ll surely find some story that resonates or entertains.
The Sandwich Generation looks a little like this
or like a Dagwood sandwich, with the caregivers in the middle.
Back to the Canadian Canoe Museum another day.