Legos. Legos. Legos. Legos. Yes. Yes. The pinnacle of childhood joy. There was nothing quite like building something in wonderful colours, then placing it somewhere everyone could see. Then SMASHING IT! Then picking up the pieces of such a catastrophe. Then creating something totally different based on your little childish imagination. Sure it wasn’t so awesome without any instructions to help you. But it was your creation GOD DAMNIT! Remember when you were asked: “What do you wanna do when you get older little Tommy?” “Why I want to make legos” You’d answer in a cute voice. And they’d all laugh. Belittling your dreams. The bastards……. [ Continue Reading ]

Open the door and step into some transient sense of awe. “What is this?” You’ll no doubt ask your mumbling self. “What do I think it means?” and whatever useless pseudo-intellectual things you feel matter. I think what really matters is not some abstract meanings that try to border mind shattering statements but really something different and strangely attractive. [ Continue Reading ]

Crafting wood has got to be, by far, one of the most ancient skills and form of art. Not only that but it is fucking crazy hard to do. Trust me. I asked my uncle to teach me. I couldn’t do it. Well Mike Rea obviously has the patients and the time.

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Only two more months. Give or take. To go and see the Bodies exhibition in Montreal. The display is obviously where? 5th floor Eaton Centre. What a surprise eh? Anyways the exhibition is leaving on the 30th of April. So go go go before its too late. Trust me. It’s completely worth it. It’s only about 20 bucks so don’t be cheap. You get to see what it would be like if you stared into the mirror and your skin was missing.  Check out after the jump to hear the most incredible aspect of it all. [ Continue Reading ]

This is one of those things where you stand around. With a subtle squint in your eye. And your tongue pressing against your upper lip. You think. For a few moments. Stretching it out. Because I mean. C’mon. You and I both know that pretending to think makes you seem cool, smart and sophisticated. I do it all the time. But then. Suddenly. It dawns on you. And what else can you say but………………. [ Continue Reading ]

They seem stripped. These depictions. Or paintings. Or images. Illustrations. Done by Darren Hopes. Stripped of something wholesome. Much of what he does forces me to ask myself where my mind has gone. And if it has. In fact. Gone somewhere dismal. And grungy. And faded.

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If you could is this strange new idea that seems wierd and scary to me. It’s a bunch of so called “artists” that get together and create….well…. [ Continue Reading ]

Now, some of you may have already seen an older entry of photographer Neil Krug on this site. Nice job kid! We’ll be sure to mail you slippers and a coffee mug. Anyways that entry was about his collaboration with some model for something really crazy called Pulp. Check out that post here. Unless you’re scared of the cool. You’re not scared of the cool are you?…. [ Continue Reading ]

Montreal, has, every so often, the uncanny nature to deliver something impacting into a sea of mediocre, cloned dribble. You hear of other “artistic meccas” that just sort of spew out inspiration and unique concepts of this ridiculous thing called art. But when there is such an abundance of something it becomes bland and unappealing. Let’s not forget annoying. But Montreal doesn’t have that. So whenever something different grows from it. It might actually mean something. [ Continue Reading ]