Found on the city information boards outside Tony'd Music Box on Queen Street opposite City Hall, at 6:57 pm Friday, 15 February 2008.T-shirt: NSCAD
loc: fredcoldnite
temp: -16
sound: Robert Plant | Alison Krauss Raising Sand
Joe Blades lives his version of a Canadian artist's life with at least one twist ...
Organized to foster tolerance, respect and cooperation among peoples.15 March 2008
“[Poetry] also has the virtue of being intimately connected to our private practices of writing, reading, translating and sharing. In this respect it is more then ever before at the heart of the pact we have entered into, in the context of the International Decade for a Culture of Peace and Non-Violence for the Children of the World (2001-2010), to promote an enlightened learning based on the ideals of artistic and literary creation, freedom of expression and cultural diversity.”Koichiro Matsuura, United Nations
Colder in Fredericton today at -28ºC than what I thought was a cold -20ºC Red Square in Moscow in 1996 on the BBC News.
One of the newspaper articles covering my month-long stay in Scotland around Burns' Bicentenery.
I loved the three-part candle-lit parade of Burns-inspired bamboo & rice paper lanterns that converged on the town square for the lighting of the far-larger-than-live profile of Scotland's National Bard.
A most unexpected call after no letters and rare email. Photo here is from her "publisher's representative" Dec 2005 trip to Fredericton. Turns out there's no internet at home in the temporary apartment between the house sold (part of the one-time servant's quarters where her grandparents had lived in that Austro-Hungarian house/compound) and the house bought last year (still under renovations). At her workplace, her email is monitored and often blocked from outsiders (like me). Leaves, for now, phone and transatlantic phone is pricy. House reno expensive too. Her per parents won't move there from Novi Beograd, so it'll be just her and Lara (much taller, now) bouncing around in "enough space to play football," as Jelena put it. Says work is still too much . . . the Japanese bosses crazier than that American company she left. Said she'd checked the Belgrade Book Fair 2007 information and didn't find me. I was't there, and don't know when I might next get to Srbija. Have to see what happens in my life . . .
Images of Canada: Interiors and Exteriors / Les images du Canada : Les intérieurs at les extérieurs is the published proceedings from the 2nd International Conference, Yugoslav Association for Canadian Studies (YACS) at University of Niš, Niš, Serbia, in October 2005.
What next? I don't have a clue. With a lottery win, I'd hazard a wild guess, but bankrupt Joe isn't paying dream tax [isn't buying tickets] these days. Somehow have to live and love. Do my best, rather than just get by. With a new poetry book on the horizon, I can send that to my Serbian publishers to see if they might be interested in translating and publishing it there. Plus there's the other stuff I've been writing. If I can find it an English-language home then I know who I'd want to approach in Serbia to publish there. Maybe even get to the next YACS /JAKS conference in 2009 . . ?
Postcard Story Workshop
Thanks to the support of the Canada Council for the Arts, there is no charge for this program. For ages 14 and up, no writing or travel experience necessary, but we hope you'll learn a bit about travelling lighter.
Another slippy night in Fredericton. I started the show with "side two" of my recording of the Multilingual Reading of the Side by Side Festival of Literary Translation / Côte à Côte festival de traduction littéraire 2007 featuring various artists/poets/readers including Jean Babineau, Euge Dietrich, Jesse Ferguson, Nela Rio, Hugh Thomas, Whitefeather & son Eliah (photo below).
After reading a mess of press releases, emails, and PSAs on various upcoming Fredericton art things including the Writing Home exhibition opening 1 Feb (79 pm) at Gallery Connexion and its Postcard Fiction writing workshop to be led by Jo-Anne Elder on 2 Feb followed by a reading w/ Open Mic . . . after all that I read the Robert Burns poem "To A Mouse, On Turning Her Up In Her Nest With The Plough, November, 1785" for his birthday anniversay this coming Friday, 25 January.
Last quarter of the show was a feature from The Grey Islands (Rattling Books) by John Steffler (listening time: roughly 2 1/2 hours. ISBN 978-0-9737586-0-3). Narrated by John Steffler and (in order of appearance) Frank Holden, Janis Spence, Deidre Gillard-Rowlings and Darryl Hopkins. Soundscape recordings made on islands off the coast of the island of Newfoundland. Originally published in print form 1985 by McClelland and Stewart. Now published in print form by Brick Books.
"Installation No. 5" (detail), by Critical Mass (1989). Photo composite by Joe Blades.
A close-up "detail" photograph showing an installed plaque on one of the transmission towers.
Scan of a (spare plaque) found with the photo documentation unearthed for an artist-received inquiry into public art pieces. The query from a sutudent assistant to a not-named professor somewhere . . .
The Fredericton Chapter of the Breaking the Silence (BTS) Maritime-Guatemala Solidarity Network will host Noche Latina, an annual fundraiser, on Friday, February 1st. This lively annual event will be in support of a scholarship fund for indigenous students in Rabinal, Guatemala. Recipients are all students of New Hope Institute, a bilingual (Spanish and Achi) and bicultural school, operated by the New Hope Foundation, for children of families affected by the genocide during the early 1980s.
Tonight's APB was far reaching in scope.
Next were three Koluskap Stories from the Wolastoqiyik, narrated in Wolastoqiyik: "Izignapogos, The Half-Stone Man" told by Gwen Bear; "Koluskap and His Brother, Malsum" told by Roseanne Clark; "Koluskap and the Giant Beaver" told by Gwen Bear.
The second half of the show was the opening of Michael Winter's 2004 novel The Big Why about American painter and adventurer Rockwell Kent, unabridged MP3 CD audiobook edition published by Rattling Books (2007), as narrated by Robert Joy.
My guest on the 8 Jan 2008 episode of Ashes, Paper & Beans was performing songwriter Yves St-Laurent, originally from Fredericton but currently living in Montreal, in the "fishbowl" with his guitar. The show started with "So Far" and ended with "Not So Very Far" off his demo CD Trains, Blues & Guitars. The rest of the show was an interview interspersed with live performances of his "Song About Memphis", "Here Comes My Girl", and "The Underwear Song". Yves St-Laurent can be found on Facebook and MySpace both.epiphany or orthodox christmas for someT-shirt: CHSR 97.9 FM
light snow flurries fell overnight
—enough for acts of snow graffiti
a big SORRY with below
a cock and balls drawing
fingered on rear window
[swastika] Punks Rule
on the snow-dusted hood
of grey chevrolet car
—nasty piece of work there!
who here so believes
or copies that today?
not the girl who
just walked down york:
pink sid vicious bag
slung off one shoulder
wheeled suitcase behind
where's dustan nowadays?
on church collection Sunday
checking not-locked cars
for loose change and stuff
not andy with tattooed
spiderweb on his face
who found god or . . .
marilyn's ex-friend wayne
with the ss swastika band
tattooed around a calf
could be a candidate
but he's ex-con not punk
so who? who is the annon
fascist racist in fredericton
who committed this crime against?
A Johnny Endeavour short film
www.johhnnyendeavour.com
Preproduction poster, using a location scout photo of mine from last autumn, for a short film to be shot near Grand Lake next weekend. From scouting I was moved into becoming Associate Producer. So many details to be collected and threads to be tied off. It's been a steep learning curve for most all of us. Steeper for some depending on what filmmaking experience they already have and what training or transferable skills they have in their kit.
Writer–Director Gyu Kang, 1st AD Corena Walby, Producer Jon Driscoll . . . in one of the New Brunswick Filmmakers’ Cooperative workshops last year that all four of us attended.
Show started with Hugh Hazelton's "Emergency" from the CD-livre La vache enragée (Planète rebelle, 1998). John and I read several poems each. On air, Biff lost his hairhead hair, not body or ear or nose hair, not even his eyebrowswhile reading his "One-Eyed Jezebel" prose poem-story. John, rather than the absent WhiteFeatherworn out from cleaning her French Revolution birthday+New Year's eve party remnants in Studio4wardwielded the scissors and electric razor. He's not heard of live haircuts or head shaving on radio before so we may have committed a first . . .
Sam took photos with Biff's camera. I took photos with the old Fuji 2600Zoom digital camera my parents watched bounce out of the back of a pick-up truck in the Wentworth Valley. When he wasn't removing Biff's hair, john took pics with his cellphone. Biff also took pics before and after his extreme haircut reading. 
Hey. it's snowing againshirt: Newfoundland & Labrador: A World of Difference
in the merry Maritimes
third storm since Thursday
The pic above isn't this morning
but one from earlier this month
still, let it snow, let it snow
I've been working in the Art Bank
over three calendar months already
Today is the last day this year
I'm working with three film projects
Published in three anthologies this autumn
Have at least three books in the works
Have three cold Faxe beer in fridge
Have a friend's birthday party
this snowy New Year's Eve(ning)
Found 27 Dec, about 1:30 pm, on York Street, Fredericton, NB, out front of McAdam's Select Funeral Home.
In the last mail I collected at Box 596 [no, I don't live there!] before Christmas was a thick bubble envelope from Carol Malyon. Finally opened it today, my first real day back in town. "Folks, step this way. Yes, folks, see Canadian artists and writers dancing. Be amazed and astounded by this unlikely collection of human being all in one room. Buy a copy of the book and gain admittance. Step this way: Right. Right. Left. Right. Hop. Right. Twirl. (repreat). That's right, folks, don't be shy."I'm one of 44 contributors—painters, sculptors, musicians, poets, novelists, teachers, actors . . . all artists of some stripe—who wrote down some of their thoughts on "creativity" . . . how we create art, how we choose its medium, or how we get chosen, what we do, how we live art.
When the orginal house was build is a good question. Certainly, it was in the time of hand-hewn beams and square nails obvious when in the basement. One this that is known is that the people living there were short. Far shorter than me or my parents. the upstairs room have cut-short doors and a framed shorter than necessary [but fixable, replacable]. It's worse than a case of possibly bumping my head if I didn't duck.
More recently, 29 July 1977 Bonita and Damnny tied the knot. One of them possibly a former resident in the house. Bonita might have been one of the daughters of the long-time resident family. Were are they now? Did they have kids (and grandkids)? Are they still married?
Totally unlelated to the house is this photo of a business' signs on Main Street, in Westphal, near the original Chris Brothers store and smokehouse. It's not a case of letters having fallen off the signand not being replaced. There's no spaces left for them.