(l)ack/knowledge by Red Wagon is up!

This assemblage of unique knit works created by a collective of lady fingers is brilliantly set against its unassuming surroundings. Congratulations everyone, for making the sun shine a little brighter at Dundas West and Pacific Avenue.  

Great works in progress until July 14; photos courtesy Red Wagon.

Red Wagon's getting cozy

Nancy Viva Davis Halifax and Kim Jackson are Red Wagon Collective. They live in the Junction neighbourhood and use the arts in community to foster social justice. Both are long-time artist/activists who enjoy disrupting and making visible the borders of neoliberal practices. They think art should be sparkley, tangled, and resistive... and their installation, which goes up tomorrow, is informed by the use of domestic arts and reflects and engages the work done with women in the Junction neighbourhood experiencing poverty. 

For the past several years Red Wagon Collective has met weekly with the women at the Salvation Army Evangeline Shelter and have completed various projects together. They have been knitting, crocheting, beading, drawing, painting, book making and more. The artists of Red Wagon Collective have been developing a community-based arts practice that blurs the lines of community and contemporary art through a focus on arts practice as significant to social relations. The Tel-talk installation troubles the boundaries between community and contemporary art. Their aim with the installation is to intervene into the public space of the Junction with the presence of women from the community who do not generally have a presence. 

Look for the installation at Pacific Avenue and Dundas West. It will be up through the duration of the accompanying Tel-talk exhibition at Telephone Booth Gallery, just down the street.

Cellular Ghosts by Steven Tippin

See Tippin's Cellular Ghosts Friday, June 15, dusk...

TEL-TALK

art interventions in telephone booths

Book Launch and Exhibition Opening

Friday June 15, 6 – 9pm   Artists Present

Telephone Booth Gallery

3148 Dundas St. W, Toronto

Exhibition continues until July 14, 2012

 

Pickled Egg Poetry by John Sobol

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Picked Egg Poem (for the Carleton Tavern, Ottawa)

pickled eggs on the counter

pickled eggs on the linoleum 

pickled eggs gathering dust under the bar

pickled egg breath in the phone booth

calling home

calling a cab

calling the cops

pickled egg dreams of another friday night boozeup at The Carleton Tavern

pickled egg lunches between Mechanicsville shifts

pickled egg picnics in baskets with quarts of beer, pig's knuckles 

and tucked away in a vest pocket 

a wedding ring

pickled egg pennies (1935)

pickled egg nickels (1959)

pickled egg quarters (1982)

pickled egg loonies (2012)

quick call mom i just fell in love over a pickled egg

quick call a cab my water broke like a jar of pickled eggs on the floor

quick call an ambulance, joe just tipped right over backwards in his chair and landed on his head, this time he's really hurt i think

quick call louise and gilles and alfred and michelle and eugenie and bob, the band is cooking tonight

quick another joke another laugh another wink another dance another kiss another tear another beer

quick another pickled egg

carbonated afternoons of Black Label and Ex and Blue and spaghetti and maybe a pickled egg or two too

nights and decades of hope and lust and late night truths in the smoke of 10,000 cigarettes

mornings after sleeping it off in the phone booth outside

corner of Armstrong and Parkdale in Hintonburg

snow drifts between tarred fingertips, snoring gently into the phone

this is home

this is home

this is home

call me a pickled egg on the phone

this is home