Ho Tam Press Gallery

They haunted me for years before I could finally place them… small, darkly coloured, murky photographs of the night sky.

A curator working on research for a craft exhibition drew my attention to an image he had uncovered on the internet. It depicted a large sisal textile piece I had…

During the 25 minutes that the camera exposed its film to a 16″ X 20″ section of the studio wall , I would sit, open my eyes and meditate on that section of the wall for the same length of time…

It was an amazing process involving a strange gelatinous concoction of silver nitrate and other chemicals heated in a crock pot in the darkroom to be later cooled and then squeezed through a kitchen ‘ricer’ and then reheated. The liquid was then carefully poured onto the surface of a very clean pieces of glass put into the back of the 4″ X5 camera and exposed.

Sunday, November 1. The Artist Studio: Disappearances and reappearances, is one of three ‘open studio’ events that Trudi Lynn Smith and I staged in order to invite dialogue around a project that we had been working on involving photography and the studio space at 562 Fisgard Street.

I came upon this in Laurie Anderson’s essay Time and Beauty. IS SOME ART MORE BUDDHIST THAN OTHER ART? A lot of the art I happen to like seems to…