This time of year, you will see Vancouverites and visitors out with their cameras and easels, circling blocks that are lined from one end to the other with cherry blossom trees. Our cherry blossom tradition began with generous gifts from Japan. In the 1930’s, the mayors of Yokohama and Kobe gave
Tread carefully if you are walking by Theresa Edwards’ kitchen. You might be lured in by the glorious smells bubbling up from her magic pot: cedar, vanilla bourbon, bergamot. You just don’t want to stumble in when she is adding all-natural lye to water. This caustic soda is well named.
I first heard about Terrence TERBYWONDER Bunting through another gifted artist. The two of them were guests at a ‘do anything you want to the walls, for tomorrow we renovate’ party. Everyone was busy painting, but gradually the others dropped their own brushes to stare at TERBYWONDER. The artist was swiftly filling
In 2010, Vladimir Lenin landed in Richmond. Well, his 8,800 pound head did and, as the title noted, Miss Mao was trying to poise herself atop it. The piece quickly became a source of loud debate. It was wonderful, it was disrespectful, it was curious, it was inflammatory. This politically provocative stainless steel sculpture was
It was in 1971 that this bronze and steel fountain started flowing outside the Queen Elizabeth Theatre. The nestled orbs were designed by prolific sculptor Gerhard Hans Class and a gift from the German-Canadian Centennial Committee of BC to the city of Vancouver.
When I am interviewing Susan Almrud, she is in New York’s JFK airport, soon to fly off to London, Geneva and Paris. Such is the life of an international art advisor. Such is the life that Almrud used to dream about when she lived in Vancouver. And, bold step by
“The more pictures you see,” Robert Mapplethorpe said, “the better you are as a photographer.” Steven Lu has seen a lot of pictures. He has studied photography, chaired photography clubs, shot alongside industry photographers and worked for two years at Broadway Camera. Lu has always scrutinized his own work closely.
Does it rain in Vancouver? Who wants to know? Not if the past few days have been any indication. For those days when we forget our liberal skies, the Vancouver Convention Centre offers a steely reminder. The Drop is the blue steel creation of Inges Idee, a collaboration of four German artists: Hans
Dunbar and 41st is not where one would expect to find elaborate graffiti murals. Yet, there in the IGA parking lot is a colourful swirl of characters that includes Homer Simpson’s extended family and Moe the barkeep. Most improbably, these citizens of Springfield find themselves neighbour to Mother Theresa.
She had been dreaming about it for a while. Finally, one year ago, she did it. One year ago, Dana Mooney left her day job and started working full-time as a painter. “It was the scariest moment of my life. It’s still scary.” Mooney had been painting since she was