DOUBLE BOOK LAUNCH: ON THE ORIGIN OF SPECIES BY CINDY DEACHMAN X NEW NATURE BY MATT KING
DATE: Thursday, December 15, 2016, 7:00-10:00 PM
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As part of our Possible Worlds holiday party and December mega launch, we're celebrating the releases of two Ottawa-based creatives:
* On the Origin of Species by Cindy Deachman
* New Nature by Matthew Isaac King
If you can't make the event, you can purchase the books in our online shop.
On the Origin of Species - By Cindy Deachman (Ottawa)
Select pages from On the Origin of Species overlaid with images. Words and pictures drift in & out. A witty Los Caprichos aquatint by Goya; an anonymous depiction of the comet of 1664; but also drawings by Cindy Deachman, the artist who put this book together. Art, then science. Past, then present. All melds together in a poetic rendering of Darwin’s revolutionary classic.
Studied art at OCAD University & New School of Art, Toronto
Exhibited work in Ontario & Quebec
Published art/food/science mag Burnt toast (2003-7)
Not dead yet
When I was 11, I had an idea to snare rabbits in the neighbouring woods. Surprisingly, I managed to scrounge twine for a noose from the basement. Unfortunately though, the catching of rabbits came to nothing. So I turned to communicating with groundhogs instead, crouching, holding my breath, at the entrance to their holes.
At 12, I discovered that ants are like humans, both being social creatures and all. But when I watched those insects running around every which way, willy-nilly, I wondered. Should I really believe the myrmecologists?
Nowadays, I have dreams that put me to sleep, dreams about great mats of algae clamouring onto dry land. Once awake, I make stuff up. Ghostly Jimson weeds with white wax. Shadow boxes with mackerel skin. Each time I make something, I think I've nailed it—yes, this is what I meant to say. After that though, everything turns hazy and I'm left scratching my head. So I start all over again.
New Nature by Matthew Isaac King
A book of photographs and writing which also documents a series of public installations in which plastic flamingos, sometimes in small AstroTurf environs, were placed throughout the city by the artist. The installations confront physically, the sentiments expressed in the writing; an examination of where our natural place is in a world of shrinking natural spaces.
"Matthew King re-wilds the city to remind us where we came from, who we were once and no matter how inevitable change becomes, it can be bright pink flamingos, not boring ass beige nothings."