by Carlyn Yandle | May 9, 2014 | Art, Art School, Creative Process, ECUAD, Emily Carr University, Exhibit, Gallery, Granville-island, Ideas, Innovation, Inspiration, Paint, Painting, Playing, Vancouver, Visual Field
The mammoth art museum experience is like an all-inclusive resort for the mind: there’s so much coming at you the brain binges ’til it can’t party anymore. Unless you’re an art history major, what’s hanging on those soaring walls and...
by Carlyn Yandle | May 2, 2014 | Art, Business, Cultural Hub, Eastside Culture Crawl, ECUAD, Emily Carr University, Exhibit, Gallery, Vancouver
My daily work corner is one-third of a shared 800-square-foot studio of a mouldering building in the shadow of numerous condo-tower cranes in Mount Pleasant, with a combined rent of more than $1,000 per month. In the four years that I’ve managed to hold onto...
by Carlyn Yandle | Apr 25, 2014 | Beauty, Big Data, Color, Colour, Composition, Creative Process, Data-graphic, Distracts, Inspiration, Painting, Pattern, Perception, Process, Visual Field
With the same anticipation as a root canal I plopped down in a chair at the accountant’s office. Then gasped and pointed, then tried not to point at the adjacent bookcase stuffed with client files. The accountant flipped through my own paperwork. I flipped out...
by Carlyn Yandle | Apr 17, 2014 | Art, Art Discourse, Collage, Dallas-duobaitis, Data-graphic, Distraction, ECUAD, Exhibit, Gallery, Globalization, Innovation, Inspiration, Monique Motut-Firth, Sculpture, Technology, Vancouver, Visual Field
Detail from Emily Carr Masters student Duobaitis’ ink on board work, ‘(re) formatting’, 2014. How we’re feeling about our place in an uncertain world is evident on art school walls.This is where the next generation of emerging artists grapples...
by Carlyn Yandle | Apr 11, 2014 | Art Discourse, Banksy, Collaboration, Color, Colour, Critique, Culture, Expression, Mural, Painting, Public Art, Richard-tetrault, Social History, Vancouver, Visual Field
Urban Crow (detail), by Richard Tetrault I have this vague, hippie-era-soaked memory of my brother and I hanging with my father as he painted a wall alongside some other artists. Forty years later I suggested to my brother that he swing by my own mural project last...
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