a tiny injection of montreal
went for a bubble bath, the Mathieu Laca show, and a couple of quick cold strolls
no snaps of the bubble bath
merci montreal
c’est le ton qui fait ta chanson
heARTbeatgal
a tiny injection of montreal
went for a bubble bath, the Mathieu Laca show, and a couple of quick cold strolls
no snaps of the bubble bath
merci montreal
c’est le ton qui fait ta chanson
heARTbeatgal
without much notice
a piece is resolved
without ANY notice, iPhoto made the photo pink
how could i complain?!
if this piece explores my personal journey, then unexpected is apt
pieces of me – oil and collage 2.5′ x 4′ (not really pink all over)
every bit of paper in this work has particular meaning for me
the devil is in the details (come visit to see for yourself!)
and, if “rainbow sunshine magic” was the jumping off point
this feels like the next chapter in the evolution of my story
a few meditative steps down the path
…and we get our dining room table back!
heARTbeatgal
p.s. though i am fond of pink, i will sort out my snaps and post a proper picture in my gallery shortly
collaborative project for the upcoming Nuit Blanche Ottawa 2012
artist Robert Brazeau’s tableaux
” enter the most decadent era of the 20th century – the 1920’s.
new york, paris, chicago
the dandies, the independently wealthy , the artists of their age
a decade of aesthetics, social debauchery, excess ”
” the style, the characters and the ambiance are to be re-created, not observed
experienced, not observed”
during NBO12, visual artist and photographer Robert Brazeau will, through his lens, capture a 21st century response to this magnificent era and environment
heARTbeatgal and illustrator/cartoonist/orator Otis P Gould III hope to add to the authenticity, as characters to be found in the speakeasy crowd
professional models and enthusiasts of the period Lola Lovestory, Derek Ruston and Marley Lewington will bring their interpretation of the style, glamour and attitude of the era
the experiment completes as Social’s customers and NBO12 participants are lured into the environment, encouraged to release their inhibitions, immerse themselves in the experience of the often excessive and artistic social culture of the 1920’s
hBg is making a call to the universe, and more specifically those with a fetish for the era, to come collaborate with us the evening of September 22, 2012 at Social restaurant
it’s gonna be fuuun!
hGb
p.s. come visit me in Minto Park on Elgin this Saturday 9-5 for the Urban Art Show
ok, maybe not first
safety finally, yes
safety NOW!
thank you to my hero!
i cannot afford another brain cell lost
hBg
Ok…so the body part collaborative project took on a life of its own. It just COMPLETELY ignored my schedule. Though it still is. Coming to me in flashes, revealing itself slowly over time. It will come when it is ready. Maybe.
In the meantime, I want to collaborate again. The energy is too impressive not to act on. So, CURRENT PROJECT…
BIRDS
(some birds I met on Ile de la Cité)
I never much cared for birds. I respected and envied their talent and beauty. However, I have had a few run-ins with birds, a few too many in this gal’s opinion, that left me feeling cold. But they have been undeniably present these last couple years, feeling all filled with wisdom and symbol. And germs. All types, all in very different places and circumstances, and in undeniably meaningful ways. I am tired of looks aghast when I reveal I don’t care for birds.(It is the very same look I get when I inform others I don’t like cake. Get over it. I like pie.)
Teach me. Tell me your bird stories. If you care to. Not the gushy ones, but rather the stories of connection and wonder. Then, as birds do in building their nests, please suggest to me a bit of something I can collect (within reason and preferably not perishable). One can post them here as comments or send them to heartbeatgal@gmail.com
I know. Left field. But I feel it. I may not like them any much more in the end, but they have things to tell us. Or better, things to tell me through you.
Mull it over. Just a thought. In the meantime I’ve got a Toucan to think about.
heARTbeatgal