<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' version='2.0'><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6469621</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Wed, 06 Jan 2010 18:08:59 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>Catherine's drop sheet         (recent articles in the National Post)</title><description>Catherine Osborne contact info:

61 Seaton Street. Toronto ON Canada M5A 2T2 / cosborne@sympatico.ca</description><link>http://catherineink.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Cate)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>40</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6469621.post-109546613292289998</guid><pubDate>Fri, 17 Sep 2004 23:56:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2004-09-17T20:08:52.923-04:00</atom:updated><title>Sleepy time</title><atom:summary type='text'>Well, it looks like inertia has finally set in with this blog. Didn't mean for that to happen, but I am no longer writing for the Post. I have a new job at a magazine. It's full time, which is why this blog is over, for now. I'm leaving it up for archival purposes and maybe so I can start it up again another day. Thanks for reading and see you 'round. Catherine</atom:summary><link>http://catherineink.blogspot.com/2004/09/sleepy-time.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Cate)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>144</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6469621.post-109026380500224379</guid><pubDate>Mon, 19 Jul 2004 19:01:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2004-07-19T15:04:25.410-04:00</atom:updated><title>Peterborough's Artspace is flooded  -- Help!</title><atom:summary type='text'>Another culture crisis that needs your attention .... Dear ARCCO Members and Friends,On behalf of Artspace, ARCCO requests your help!Due the flood and sewage backup in downtown Peterborough, Artspace, whichhad recently relocated to a basement space in the downtown area, iscurrently a disaster zone. If you have anything that you can donate such asoffice supplies, energy/expertise or can  </atom:summary><link>http://catherineink.blogspot.com/2004/07/peterboroughs-artspace-is-flooded-help.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Cate)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6469621.post-109026367398604376</guid><pubDate>Mon, 19 Jul 2004 18:55:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2004-07-19T15:01:13.986-04:00</atom:updated><title>Michael Davey at Canada Quay -- N. Post July 17, 2004</title><atom:summary type='text'>Carin terriers are known for their firm little legs and butts, their spunky personalities and tenacious habit for digging trenches in front lawns. Occasionally, they are also known for being natural acrobats at catching balls. Angus, a 10-year-old Carin terrier who lives on Toronto Island with owner and artist Michael Davey, is definitely a ball catcher. He can leap three feet in the air and snag</atom:summary><link>http://catherineink.blogspot.com/2004/07/michael-davey-at-canada-quay-n-post.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Cate)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>19</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6469621.post-109008094455520080</guid><pubDate>Sat, 17 Jul 2004 16:10:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2004-07-17T12:18:15.770-04:00</atom:updated><title>Save Coach House Petition - July 17, 2004</title><atom:summary type='text'>Here's a take-action follow-up to the Coach House Press crisis I posted last week.... As many of you know, Coach House has been fighting to save its home. Our landlord, Campus Co-op Residence Inc., plans to expand its own property, and this development directly threatens the buildings that Coach House has occupied for forty years.However, we have just received word that we're on the list for </atom:summary><link>http://catherineink.blogspot.com/2004/07/save-coach-house-petition-july-17-2004.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Cate)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>11</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6469621.post-108966316156332348</guid><pubDate>Mon, 12 Jul 2004 20:10:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2004-07-12T16:12:41.563-04:00</atom:updated><title>Blue Republic at Peak Gallery -- N. Post July 10, 2004</title><atom:summary type='text'>I love this show. Blue Republic’s para-conceptual work is about life, art and economic and political imbalances around the globe, but you wouldn’t know it at first glance. At first glance you get a room full of jokey sculptures with smart, zippy titles, like a stepladder covered in Legos that’s titled "Beautiful Infections." But then there are works like "Cambodia," where a pair of flipflops </atom:summary><link>http://catherineink.blogspot.com/2004/07/blue-republic-at-peak-gallery-n-post.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Cate)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6469621.post-108966298892972999</guid><pubDate>Mon, 12 Jul 2004 20:07:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2004-07-12T16:09:48.930-04:00</atom:updated><title>Sandy Plotnikoff at Headspace -- N. Post, July 10,2004</title><atom:summary type='text'>Sandy Plotnikoff doesn’t know how many clothing snaps he’s made into art over the past few years, but I would venture it must be in the millions by now. It all started as a project of microscopic proportions, when Plotnikoff, an artist of extreme subtleties, bought himself a snap machine.At first he would go around town discreetly snapping a colourful snap onto people’s undone snap-up coats </atom:summary><link>http://catherineink.blogspot.com/2004/07/sandy-plotnikoff-at-headspace-n-post.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Cate)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>45</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6469621.post-108966257850553183</guid><pubDate>Mon, 12 Jul 2004 19:58:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2004-07-12T16:04:29.556-04:00</atom:updated><title>Max Dean at Susan Hobbs  -- N. Post, July 3, 2004</title><atom:summary type='text'>Max Dean’s latest operatic-scale video projection at the Susan Hobbs Gallery has the usual top-grade technological production value and virtual awesomeness we’ve come to expect from the man who has been building mechanical-type art since the 1970s.Two years ago, Dean filled the same gallery with a video-installation called Mist, which projected the mighty Niagara Falls onto a giant curving </atom:summary><link>http://catherineink.blogspot.com/2004/07/max-dean-at-susan-hobbs-n-post-july-3.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Cate)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6469621.post-108966212694819382</guid><pubDate>Mon, 12 Jul 2004 19:54:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2004-07-12T15:55:26.946-04:00</atom:updated><title>Lisa Neighbour at Katharine Mulherine - N. Post, July 3, 2004</title><atom:summary type='text'>Lisa Neighbour’s School of Knots is a real shot of visual spectacle, a sublime and obsessively crafted series of light-bulb wall sculptures held together by reams of electrical wires that have been strung together by the long forgotten art of macrame. Neighbour has been working with bulbs and braided electrical cords since the early 1990s to varying degrees of masterful success. This rich dazzler</atom:summary><link>http://catherineink.blogspot.com/2004/07/lisa-neighbour-at-katharine-mulherine.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Cate)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6469621.post-108966186960604797</guid><pubDate>Mon, 12 Jul 2004 19:46:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2004-07-12T15:51:09.606-04:00</atom:updated><title>Double CHIN at Katharine Mulherin - N. Post , July 3, 2004</title><atom:summary type='text'>Taking its namesake from the big, messy and age-old picnic now sprawled across the CNE grounds this weekend, Double CHIN Picnic is another type of family event -- an exhibition of four gay and lesbian friends who are old hats at turning Value Village junk culture into crafty works of art. Sad but funny photographs titled "Am I Becoming My Father?" show local writer-artist-poet R.M. Vaughan </atom:summary><link>http://catherineink.blogspot.com/2004/07/double-chin-at-katharine-mulherin-n.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Cate)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6469621.post-108904071970137262</guid><pubDate>Mon, 05 Jul 2004 15:07:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2004-07-05T11:19:04.813-04:00</atom:updated><title>Coach House Press no more?</title><atom:summary type='text'>This is SCARY! No no, it's sick. Coach House Press is about to be knocked down to make way for another U of T residency. Here's John Barber's excellent  article in Saturday's Globe and Mail. Time to call Mayor Miller!</atom:summary><link>http://catherineink.blogspot.com/2004/07/coach-house-press-no-more.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Cate)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6469621.post-108860296199596666</guid><pubDate>Wed, 30 Jun 2004 13:34:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2004-06-30T09:45:20.570-04:00</atom:updated><title>Steve Kurtz update</title><atom:summary type='text'>Critical Art Ensemble artist Steve Kurtz has been charged with "mail fraud" by US courts, not with bioterrorism as many of us who have been watching this story unfold over the past weeks had thought was going to happen. Here's what wired.com says and the CAE Defense Fund.</atom:summary><link>http://catherineink.blogspot.com/2004/06/steve-kurtz-update.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Cate)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6469621.post-108846335574832273</guid><pubDate>Mon, 28 Jun 2004 22:52:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2004-06-28T18:55:55.746-04:00</atom:updated><title>Coupland at DX - N. Post, June 26, 2004</title><atom:summary type='text'>Not everyone knows that Douglas Coupland, the Vancouver-based novelist and city guide book writer, is also an artist. In fact, he was an artist before he became a writer. It’s just that when his first novel, Generation X, became the literary beacon of a whole swathe of disenfranchised youth back in 1991, his art just wasn’t as conspicuously public. Once in a while his brightly coloured sculptures</atom:summary><link>http://catherineink.blogspot.com/2004/06/coupland-at-dx-n-post-june-26-2004.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Cate)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6469621.post-108783614934471574</guid><pubDate>Mon, 21 Jun 2004 16:38:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2004-06-21T12:42:29.343-04:00</atom:updated><title>Eddo Stern at AGO - N. Post June 19/04</title><atom:summary type='text'>Considering that: a) computer games have been around ever since A. S. Douglas invented a monitor version of Tic-Tac-Toe in 1952; and b) gaming is played almost religiously by millions for hours on end, you’d think the medium would have crept its way into a front-row position in contemporary art by now. Weirdly, it hasn’t. In fact, art that is based on computer gaming has barely morphed beyond </atom:summary><link>http://catherineink.blogspot.com/2004/06/eddo-stern-at-ago-n-post-june-1904.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Cate)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>33</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6469621.post-108783587361742481</guid><pubDate>Mon, 21 Jun 2004 16:34:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2004-06-21T12:37:53.616-04:00</atom:updated><title>David Acheson at Chris Cutts Gallery - N. Post June 19/04</title><atom:summary type='text'>The meticulously fabricated tree in full bloom inside Christopher Cutts Gallery is by the ever-theatrical sculptor David Acheson who never skimps on craftsmanship or sardonic punch. Some may remember his earlier works have included a near perfect sculpture of a bear-shaped honey jar made to the scale of an actual baby cub, and gigantic ten-foot tall toddlers constructed out of bonemeal, epoxy and</atom:summary><link>http://catherineink.blogspot.com/2004/06/david-acheson-at-chris-cutts-gallery-n.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Cate)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6469621.post-108722885607433248</guid><pubDate>Mon, 14 Jun 2004 15:55:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2004-06-14T17:54:00.046-04:00</atom:updated><title>Critical Art Ensemble Subpoenas - N. Post. June 12, 2004</title><atom:summary type='text'>A shorter version of this ran in the Post on Saturday. They cut the Halifax stuff for space reasons. But also because they are two separate stories anyway .... The email buzz in recent weeks among artists and curators around the globe is the bizarre FBI investigation of University of Buffalo’s art professor Stephen Kurtz. Last month, Kurtz, 46, called paramedics when he found is wife had died </atom:summary><link>http://catherineink.blogspot.com/2004/06/critical-art-ensemble-subpoenas-n-post.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Cate)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>30</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6469621.post-108722849950858255</guid><pubDate>Mon, 14 Jun 2004 15:46:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2004-06-14T13:03:27.013-04:00</atom:updated><title>Tanya Mars' Tyranny of Bliss -- N. Post, June 12, 2004</title><atom:summary type='text'>Due to my mother's 70th (!) birthday party on Saturday, I was unable to see this. Love to know how it turned out...If you happen to be strolling along University Avenue this afternoon you may find yourself standing among a crowd watching a man drip gallons of manicure wax over a statuesque woman. Or you might spot a Mr. Right with a giant bouquet of roses chasing after a svelte blonde in a </atom:summary><link>http://catherineink.blogspot.com/2004/06/tanya-mars-tyranny-of-bliss-n-post.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Cate)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6469621.post-108680093238051622</guid><pubDate>Wed, 09 Jun 2004 17:07:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2004-06-09T13:09:43.570-04:00</atom:updated><title>Jessica Stockholder at Sable-Castelli Gallery -- N. Post June 5, 2004</title><atom:summary type='text'>Jessica Stockholder, famous for her massive and messy installations that tend to look a bit like cleanup sites after a tornado has ripped through Wal-mart, doesn't always work super-size.The seven sculptural works at Sable-Castelli Gallery this month, are less-than-big, at least in terms of Stockholder who normally requires museum-size spaces to orchestrate her unruly environments. The smallest </atom:summary><link>http://catherineink.blogspot.com/2004/06/jessica-stockholder-at-sable-castelli.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Cate)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6469621.post-108610205501563033</guid><pubDate>Tue, 01 Jun 2004 14:55:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2004-06-01T11:04:54.213-04:00</atom:updated><title>John Kormelling's Big Wheel - N. Post May 22, 2004</title><atom:summary type='text'>A bit of a newsy story this week...Who would have thought a ferris wheel could be so complicated to install in summer? Apparently, it’s not as easy as it used to be pre-9/11. Or at least unusual ferris wheels, like Dutch artist John Kormelling’s specially outfitted mobile of fun, which lifts cars as well as people, are no longer that appealing to insurance companies. The ever-squeezing grip of </atom:summary><link>http://catherineink.blogspot.com/2004/06/john-kormellings-big-wheel-n-post-may.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Cate)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6469621.post-108548869878175378</guid><pubDate>Tue, 25 May 2004 12:27:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2004-05-25T22:37:45.366-04:00</atom:updated><title>640 480 at Zsa Zsa - N. Post May 22, 2004</title><atom:summary type='text'>Just as video becomes a technological has-been, in comes a group of young artists putting a whole new spin on the dying medium. 640 480 is a local collective that prides itself in being video-based, but always with a twist in finding new ways of expanding on the little black box’s physical limitations. In other words, they cook up weird ways of making art objects out of video. Their past </atom:summary><link>http://catherineink.blogspot.com/2004/05/640-480-at-zsa-zsa-n-post-may-22-2004.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Cate)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>7</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6469621.post-108548777691179316</guid><pubDate>Tue, 25 May 2004 12:20:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2004-05-25T22:38:36.086-04:00</atom:updated><title>Kristine Moran at Angell Gallery - N. Post May 22, 2004</title><atom:summary type='text'>Girls, it seems, just want to drive fast cars. And smash them up in a blaze of smoke and fire. Kristine Moran, whose disaster paintings depict flying cars spinning out of control, or careening into the windows of skyscrapers or exploding into turbo fireballs, have been popping up over the past year along with the Queen West strip and with lots of whispered approval. Trip Wire at Angell Gallery is</atom:summary><link>http://catherineink.blogspot.com/2004/05/kristine-moran-at-angell-gallery-n.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Cate)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6469621.post-108533311803607075</guid><pubDate>Sun, 23 May 2004 17:11:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2004-05-23T13:49:21.886-04:00</atom:updated><title>Definition of (S)lacker (A)rt</title><atom:summary type='text'>I'm putting this out there: I've been thinking about the term "slacker art" for quite a while, because it gets used a lot but doesn't really seem to have any specific definition. Recently I read an article on the Armoury Show and the writer refered to "slacker art of the 1990s." Does that mean slacker art is over? I've emailed a few people (Robert Atkins of Artspeak, Jerry Saltz of the VV, and </atom:summary><link>http://catherineink.blogspot.com/2004/05/definition-of-slacker-art.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Cate)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>19</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6469621.post-108510893947643593</guid><pubDate>Fri, 21 May 2004 02:40:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2004-05-20T23:08:59.476-04:00</atom:updated><title>overhaul</title><atom:summary type='text'>Hi, Repeat visitors can see, I'm overhauling this blog and it's taking waaaaay longer than I thought. I should have everything running smoothly by the weekend. catherine</atom:summary><link>http://catherineink.blogspot.com/2004/05/overhaul.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Cate)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>10</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6469621.post-108482405743478527</guid><pubDate>Mon, 17 May 2004 19:56:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2004-05-20T14:36:33.150-04:00</atom:updated><title>Mercer Union's Better Living - N. Post May 15, 2004</title><atom:summary type='text'>Ever wonder why Canadian contemporary art never turns up at auction? No one has given me a very good reason why not, other than to say there are not enough collectors, and dealers think if the art they sell hammers down at a lower price, the delicate, barely-there art bubble we now live in will suddenly burst and die. Sounds paranoid to me, but still It's amazing how often I hear there isn't </atom:summary><link>http://catherineink.blogspot.com/2004/05/mercer-unions-better-living-n-post-may.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Cate)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6469621.post-108482354897630953</guid><pubDate>Mon, 17 May 2004 19:48:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2004-05-17T16:06:59.120-04:00</atom:updated><title>Jack Burman at Clint Roenisch Gallery - N. Post May 15, 2004</title><atom:summary type='text'>For the past two decades Jack Burman has been photographing human anatomical specimens found in medical schools from various parts of the world. He prefers to photograph severed heads, where the skin has been stripped away to reveal gristly strands of muscle and tissue. Or heads where the brain and cranium have been dislodged entirely, sliced from above the ears like pie wedges. It all sounds </atom:summary><link>http://catherineink.blogspot.com/2004/05/jack-burman-at-clint-roenisch-gallery.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Cate)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6469621.post-108367780642622146</guid><pubDate>Tue, 04 May 2004 13:26:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2004-05-04T09:59:22.450-04:00</atom:updated><title>Diane Borsato - National Post / May 1, 2004</title><atom:summary type='text'>When does a private act become a performance? Is watering house plants or pretending to be a plant, a work of art? Ask Diane Borsato, an artist whose performances are so discreet they are rarely detected by anyone other than herself.Borsato's fame for making subtle art started in 2001 with a performance at the Montreal artist-run centre, Skol, where she created the world's longest paper-clip </atom:summary><link>http://catherineink.blogspot.com/2004/05/diane-borsato-national-post-may-1-2004.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Cate)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>7</thr:total></item></channel></rss>