"A man sat at a metro station in Washington DC and started to play the violin; it was a cold January morning. He played six Bach pieces for about 45 minutes. During that time, since it was rush hour, it was calculated that thousands of people went through the station, most of them on their way to work. Three minutes went by and a middle aged man noticed there was musician playing. He slowed his pace and stopped for a few seconds and then hurried up to meet his schedule. A minute later, the violinist received his first dollar tip: a woman threw the money in the till and without stopping continued to walk. A few minutes later, someone leaned against the wall to listen to him, but the man looked at his watch and started to walk again. Clearly he was late for work. The one who paid the most attention was a 3 year old boy. His mother tagged him along, hurried but the kid stopped to look at the violinist. Finally the mother pushed hard and the child continued to walk turning his head all the time. Every single time a child walked past, he or she tried to stop and watch. All the parents, without exception, forced them to move on. In the 45 minutes the musician played, only 6 people stopped and stayed for a while. About 20 gave him money but continued to walk their normal pace. He collected $32. When he finished playing and silence took over, no one noticed it. No one applauded, nor was there any recognition. No one knew this but the violinist was Joshua Bell, one of the best musicians in the world. He played one of the most intricate pieces ever written with a violin worth 3.5 million dollars. Two days before his playing in the subway, Joshua Bell sold out at a theater in Boston and the seats average $100. Joshua Bell playing incognito in the metro station was organized by the Washington Post as part of an social experiment about perception, taste and priorities of people. The outlines were: in a commonplace environment at an inappropriate hour: do we perceive beauty? Do we stop to appreciate it? Do we recognize the talent in an unexpected context? One of the possible conclusions from this experience could be: if we do not have a moment to stop and listen to one of the best musicians in the world playing the best music ever written, how many other things are we missing?"

I'm exhibiting a piece in this up coming show. Very excited!!!

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Monosaic Launch

Please join us for MONOSAIC a collaborative multimedia installation created by over 100 local artists Presented by Labspace Studio, Monosaic is an annual group show of little “monotone” artworks that collectively create one unified installation. For this project, over 100 artists have crafted close to 200 original “monotone” squares (6”x6”) using both traditional and digital mediums. Join us on opening night as we unveil Monosaic: a single, unified and colourful installation that embodies both the large and organic, and the tiny and cellular. Original 'monotone' artworks will be sold for $75 on opening night. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Monosaic Opening - Saturday, November 21st Sale & Viewing | 5-8 pm Mingle with monosaic artists over drinks & hors d'oeuvres while selecting from over 200 original art works. Opening Party w/ Guest Musicians | 8pm-1am | $5 Cover Open to monosaic artists, friends and family. Drinks, dancing & music into the late-night. *Featuring a collaborative installation in our Nook exhibition space  by “Created Independently” EVENT DETAILS: http://www.labspacestudio.com/monosaic.php Labspace Studio 2A Pape Ave. Toronto, ON, M4M 2V6 ph: 416 836 1516 info@labspacestudio.com

"a sad day" (spoken by the mice from 'Babe')

I seem to have busted my digital camera much to my chagrin. It now captures whonky, dream like images which.......is kind of an interesting effect. However it isn't at all useful for documentation. :( Because of this, I don't think I will be able to post anything for a while as I am not prapaired financially to pick myself up a new digital camera.  I am sad but perhaps in a a few pay cheques I will be able to save enough. Until then, ta ta for now!

xo

Lindsay loo

Untitled; Assemblage installation/nostalgic shrine

Needle point for thought #3

Tunnel vision

Needle point for thought #2

.....when we are old.

It's all in the family

One of my favorite people and source of inspiration and encouragement is my beautiful Aunt Cheryl who is an incredible visual artist. A few weeks back, my brother and I were over for lunch and helping to pack (She is moving from her museum like, century old home in the beaches, Toronto to Crystal beach) and I thought to document her back porch as she has some of her plaster pieces hanging there. This is just a sample of her work as she is a very prolific artist. 

xo

My heart beats so unruly, because I love you truly

Work in progress; pastel shades

Oil, 2'x3'

Needle point for thought

A family portrait, farmers in Essex

Ma, Pa and the lil one. 

Mixed media. Part of an installation curated in 2005

Lord "Bob's your Uncle"

Great Grand Ma

What we share, him and I, may be a lot like a traffic accident.........but we do share it. We have been shark to one another, but also life boat. That counts for something.

Gloomy Sunday..er, I mean Wednesday

Today it is rather dreary day in Toronto which disappoints me a great deal. I had hopes of photographing a few things and the sunshine that streams through my front window on beautiful days is a must for this scenario. I have had a lovely afternoon despite the gloom. I made banana bread (mum's recipe), did some painting, some blogging and this evening I am going to view the Surrealist exhibit at the AGO with my brother, Aidan. Afterwards, my buddy ol' pal of a brotha is cooking me dinner!! I'm really looking forward to the show!

Ciao for now!

"I won't try to take the sadness from those eyes that I love, leave it open for someone else to."

~Bat for Lashes

With Love II; mixed media

Unfortunately some of the details aren't visible in these photographs. I was able to incorporate my love of rusty objects in this piece. :)

With Love; A hand made book of family history