http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jpvG0XjOG00&feature=youtu.be

A mural under the bridge...geese, ducks, drunkards and trains all through the night...calm.

Familiar rhythms, passersby, I put brush to stone, roller, can, shake...stand back.

I enjoy creating something bright, colourful yet far too busy, too aesthetically compact for comfort.

I hear only the mutters of "good work", "nice job"...it is a nice offering of those I do not know but I feel myself starving for criticism...

dreams of motion...

dreams of something more...something new

A practice indeed provides for insight and I will continue to work bigger, faster...more potent marks and stronger motive. I strive to inspire as I search for my own inspiration...

Night time in the dementia ward...

The evening was cold on the outside, warm on the inside and all together lost in the deepest part of the conscious mind. Blank eyes at first glance become a conduit for curiosity as the layers of human experience flood the scene.
Small hands, grey skin with a rose coloured nail on the tip of each gentle finger search frantically through a black leather purse. The women is dressed well, perhaps her Sunday best, as she waits. Waiting for communication, for understanding or perhaps for a new beginning.  Walking slowly back and forth she passes by me in the darkness. The initial disdain I interpreted as an outsider shifts to fear as I recognize that I am more than simply an outsider, I am an intruder. Painting the doors and surrounding walls does not seem to justify my presence to any of the residence. Perhaps they know that I am contributing to the institutions ability to keep them captive. Beautiful colours mix together to create iron bars.
I hear stories of positive reaction through the hallways the following morning and I am hopeful that the love I feel each day translates into my efforts in the dementia ward. The faces of those who contributed to my experience there will never be forgotten.

Generally I feel that morals are something that develop over time as the mind develops and are based upon an intrinsically human concept of self. I believe that as individuals we are influenced by society and largely through popular culture...the social norms and moral consensus is derived and altered. A radio station is a prime example of media that has an ability to effect and affect change in a society.
A radio station that markets itself predominately to men should recognize that it plays a role in co-creating the standard by which the contemporary male is accountable to. Through perpetuating a low standard and a simple "boobs and beer" concept of the modern male I feel that the society as a whole suffers. Positive male role models are vital towards furthering the development of a strong community and as a leader within such a community I believe it is time we step it up.
Upgrade time indeed...

Here is another hard-hitting "global" issue...

http://www.globaltvcalgary.com/video/news+hour++nov+23/video.html?v=2170396062&p=1&s=dd&t=2034#video

manipulation...what part do I PLAY in the system?

The smell of coffee and a nervous energy aches with the pains of growing further from the truth. I sit, round table, a mixture of characters from all over this fowl system...hoping to further a dialogue within the context of a predetermined conclusion. Made in China goods are offered as gifts while heavy buns of cinnamon are shared. Individual personalities, human beings. Some inspire, some frustrate while others disgust me. Several conversations provide hope while opening me further to the harsh world of ignorance...theirs as well as my own.
What is my voice? What does it say if it is listened to?
















Fast
My heart beats fast now as I read the childish synopsis of  a conversation that I feel ignorant now to have participated in.

http://www.globaltvedmonton.com/writing+is+on+the+wall+for+youngsters+involved+in+graffiti+police+officer+says/6442503823/story.html

I am hopeful for this world...yet I remain skeptical about those who believe they control it...

visual arts...as supported by the media. THANK YOU

FFWD-http://www.ffwdweekly.com/article/arts/visual-arts/re-imagining-the-unusable-7933/

The Eye Opener, CBC Radio - http://www.cbc.ca/eyeopener/episode/2011/08/24/the-house-project/

Global Television, Interview by Gil Tucker

CTV Local (2x)
- http://calgary.ctv.ca/servlet/an/local/CTVNews/20110824/CGY_art_house_110824/20110824/?hub=CalgaryHome
- http://calgary.ctv.ca/servlet/an/local/CTVNews/20110903/CGY_arthouse_hillhurst_110903/20110903/?hub=CalgaryHome

CTV National (the link doesn't work anymore, but it was actually pretty awesome)

Calgary Openfile - http://calgary.openfile.ca/calgary/file/2011/08/calgary-artists-turn-condemned-home-their-playgroundThe

The Calgary Herald (front of the Entertainment section) -  http://www.calgaryherald.com/entertainment/house+Calgary+home+demolition+turned+into+creative+project/5336603/story.html

Swerve Magazine (8 page photo spread) - http://swervecalgary.com/2011/09/02/home-wreckers/

The creation of something so sweet designed to be demolished from the get go

http://housedemolitionproject.wordpress.com/

Collaboration with those that truly inspire allows one to be great. I am humbled and indebted to those that I may call my friends who allowed me to achieve something beyond my threshold of what I thought possible. The House Demolition Project has been a tremendous ride through process-based explorations and unconscious adventures. The temporal space allowing for open minds, not only of the artist folks but of an entire community. Thank you, Caitlind r.c. Brown, Ian Ward, John Frosst, Lane Shordee, Lauren Simms, and Wayne Garrett


Chris, Ashley, John and Sarah


LOVE

Connecting to the country within...the juice of the land and the feeling of cool liquid flowing down my chin. Real people and real experience coupled with a feeling of floating in space. Perhaps it is time to dismantle my reality...to question... really question what I am doing and why I am here and now. For this moment, the one that is now, now, now, now...then...when? Watermelon is tasty, vast quantities of mosquitoes cannot discourage a game of Frisbee, the Alberta landscape is more beautiful than words can describe, sleep is not entirely necessary, Wilf Carter is great Calgarian music and friends amaze...
"Life is less of a book to read and more of a pill to swallow"