Who's heard about the Darling building? The rumour is that it's being turned into condos. When I was a fresh faced artistocrat at OCAD, the Darling building represented that impossible dream - super cool studios in a prefab community of like souls. And beams and nice light with cute art boys slouching around in lowriders and tanktops. And history, anchored: old artists with crystals and stevie nicks on the boom box.
Sarah and I considered some spaces in that building before we settled on ours, and we were drawn, probably mostly, to its obviously endearing name. Who doesn't want to work in a building called Darling? I mean, I'm darling. My hopes are darling to me. You're a darling.
Is Artscape acquiring something else instead? I get a post-traumatic chill every time an oldschool and visible visual arts institution like the DArling studios changes. Maybe it's for the best - I mean, those spots were getting kind of prohibitively expensive. But I just hope it's not the beginning of a gradual or not so gradual drop off in affordable (that's an elastic term) spaces for artists in this city. I've said it before - the scene is fickle, and I don't just mean that as a jilted ex-curator.
In other news, Clementines: so hot right now. Everybody's worried about scurvy I guess. Everybody's got one in their pocket.
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i am always worried about scurvy. and knaves. and scurvy knaves.
wednesday = ecw holiday party. and i hope you will be there, lady jane.
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