9 posts tagged “50 paces project”
What a whirlwind weekend. As you probably know, I zipped down to Saint John to attend the opening of 50 Paces: an Installation. I flew down the day of the show, and I was up at 4am to catch the recommended Airport Express for my 7am flight via Montreal.
For
some strange reason, I wasn't able to sleep on the bus or on either
plane. It might have had something to do with my dire and unsatisfied
need for imodium from the time I got on the plane.
Luckily, once I arrived Sandy dropped me at his house for a rest before I was glaming myself up for the opening. My "rest" consisted of nattering with dad for a couple of hours, which was exactly what I needed... well that and imodium. (Quick tip: in a pinch apple sauce, apple juice and cranberry juice are very helpful in these situations because of their high pectin content.)
I know, I know, TMI about that and not enough about the show.
It went very well.
The gallery said they had almost 400 people through the gallery that night. At the beginning, I could stand back and watch people checking the exhibit out without anyone knowing who I was. It allowed for some interesting insight into how people interpreted what they saw. Which was, for the most part, positive. The rest was either uninterested or confused. But given that everything else in the gallery were paintings and a few sculptures, this was kind of conceptual and required a bit of context to see more than just a random set of tiny photos hanging from strings across one wall.
However, once people started talking about it, things got really interesting. As with the photographers who participated, everyone had their own spin on what the key elements were - safety, relationships, neighbourhood, nature, finding joy, the rhythm of life.
Part way through the
evening, Kathyrn McCarroll introduced the shows and the artists...
little did I know I would have a microphone thrust upon me. After that
I couldn't be the "fly on the wall" any more. But by that point there
were so many people that knew me, or knew dad, I was outed anyway.
One of the really cool parts of the evening was that on top of curating the exhibit, Peggy arranged for a little space to be set aside for some live music where dad and Sandy led a jam session. The sound of guitars, banjos and singing trickled through all the second floor of the gallery. It really brought an extra "island feel" to the whole event for me.
I have a whack of photos (big surprise), but I haven't had a chance to process them yet. I'll let you know when they are up on Flickr.
You thought I struggled with picking a new name for this blog and writing my bio for In The Kitchen?
That, my dear friends, was small potatoes. Baby potatoes. Seed potatoes compared to writing an Artist's Statement.
"Why?", you might ask, "would you need an artist's statement?"
The Saint John Arts Centre is doing an exhibit on the 50 Paces Project!!
Once my mother, the art teacher, stopped laughing she offered to help me pull it together. My friend Lorna, whose show Honeytrap is on at akau inc. right now, has offered her advice on how to avoid sounding like a self-agrandizing dork.
Here is the official announcement:
50 Paces an Installation by Alexa Clark
Curated by Peggy WoolseyA floating photographic installation on a frozen river transplanted to a gallery.
Friday, May 4, 2007 to June 4, 2007
Opening Party Friday May 4, 5pm-7pmSaint John Arts Centre - Rotunda Gallery
20 Hazen Ave
Saint John, NB
Jim Clark had a heart attack. He lives alone on Moose Island isolated in the middle of the Kennebecasis River in New Brunswick. How did this drastic personal event become an international art installation that caught the imagination of photographers world wide?
In the winter of 2007, a trail of trees bedecked with photos from around the world marked a trail that linked Moose Island to the mainland. Taught to measure the thickness of the ice every 50 paces, Alexa Clark returned to the island and re-examined the connections of life. Her response to her father’s illness and choice of solitary lifestyle was to invite him to see what others see at measured paces from their homes. She invited Flickr photographers to participate and the resulting meditation on place began.
Saint John Arts Centre offers you a chance to pace the journey of a father/ daughter relationship that turned a desolate stretch of ice into a floating gallery that warmed the hearts of the world.
Come see the images and begin to count the paces in your life.
Photographers who participated in the 50 Paces Flickr Group:
Craig James White - margotinto - Divine Vessel - idogu - tysonwilliams.com - Gromble - lexnger - hilde80 - dzgnboy - J. Star - BohPhoto - RicKarr - diotina - dimsumranch - Bailey & Muppet - cornelius crab - DeaAKAGossamer - only alice - Shopping Diva - The Pack - Audiofan - Taura Schmaura - Lida Rose - anniebee - NIKON D2X PHOTOGRAPHER - miss_rogue
Photos of the Installation:
By Eric Carr - By Lex
I've been back in Toronto for over a week now and it seems that the 50 Paces Project has taken on a life of it's own.
- Sue told me that her friend, who works in Social Services, is using 50 Paces as an allegory to increase intra-family communications with her client. How cool is that!?!?
- Grant Kerr's article ran in the Telegraph Journal's Salon on Saturday. It's not online, but I hear the photos are great (thanks to Cindy Wilson). I haven't heard much about the article. I'm hoping that's not worrisome. (Okay, it's worrisome because I'm paranoid. I'm hoping it's ill-founded.)
- Sandy has sent:
- a note that dad is replanting the trees knocked down by ATVs and weather.
- another note that someone has built a snow guard along the path to protect one of the trees. (I wish someone would go out and get a photo of that!)
- and yet another note saying that some people are attempting to drive down the bl**ping hill. Drive! OMG!! Luckily no one who has actually made it to the edge has been foolish enough to continue down hill.
- Peggy, a local artist and art teacher, has told me that a local gallery has expressed interested in doing a post-installation installation. Luckily, the plans are already afoot to collect the photos from the trees and dad was scheming to harvest the 50 Paces tree intact. (There wouldn't be much to show at a gallery if our secondary theme of impermanence was strictly adhered to, since the original plan was to let the photos go down with the trees as the ice thawed.) I'm hoping Peggy will consider curating this show.
Dad
has told me that people are still walking and skiing along the path to
see the photos. The cool thing is that everyone coming to see the
photos and trees is respecting the privacy of the island. Which was a
concern when we realized that people might actually come out to see
them. Though, of course, the 9 dogs starting to howl and bark as people approach the island by foot might work to dissuade them from coming onto the island.
All I can say is "wow"! Who knew.
p.s. I've put an album of the 50 Paces Project in-progress photos on Facebook.
The regular readers of unsweetened.ca got daily updates and you... well... you get a quick post-title list to use to catch up.
- Feb 17th - Way we go boys
- Feb 18th - Trees trees trees
- Feb 19th - Snow day
- Feb 21st - Building a path to shore and Trees In!
- Feb 22nd - CBC This Morning and CBC Morning
- Feb 23th - Media, media, media
- Feb 24th - Harvesting art
- Feb 25th - Morning over long island
We spent a big portion of yesterday pacing out the path to shore. Of course this could just as easily be called "crossing the river"
After some minor adjustments to how i count paces, we've figured we need 25 to 30 trees to build the path. (For those of you counting that's 1500 paces, not the previously guestimated 2000)

Yesterday, Nancy and the rest of the good folks at TPH finished printing the photos for the 50 Paces Project!
After
a lot of back and forth trying to figure out the best way to print our
photos with maximize resolution, consistency, and to minimize cropping,
I finally decided to print all images at 2"x3". This will allow us to
easily hang up to 15 photos per tree without them catching the wind and
blowing down the river immediately.
I may be doing a little packing tape lamination on them as well, since the weather in New Brunswick has been very wet and windy lately, and I'd like the photos to hold up for more than a day or two. Besides it would give me something use to hang them without punching a whole in the photos.
A BIG thanks to gkaufman of the Monthly Scavenger Hunt who whipped off a program to generate labels for all the photos. Each photo will be tagged with the title, flickr photographer's name and where in the world the photo was taken.
We've got photos from Taiwan, Brooklyn, Istanbul, Melbourne, Cincinnati, Zurich, The Netherlands and even... gasp... Etobicoke. Sandy even submitted a couple of dad's hot dog stand on the river from the late '80s.
Now, cross your fingers that I get good weather, because there are some trees to be put in the ice before we can start hanging the installation!
To see all the photos that will be hung on this floating gallery check out the50 Paces Project on Flickr.com
p.s. keep an eye on www.unsweetened.ca to see what's happening over the next week. I'll be posting exclusively from my cellphone since it'll be my only internet access.
p.p.s No One Care What You Had For Lunch post 92 - Look Harder
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That means the 50 Paces Project is going to be installed this year. I'm working on a quick schedule and figuring out how to get the over 500 photos printed and ready to hang on the trees in this floating gallery.
Heads UP!
If you have a photo you wanted to have as part of this floating art installation, get it in now! (tag it the number of paces it is from your house in 50 Paces increments... eg. This was taken 250 Paces from my house.)
Woo HOO!
50 Paces Is A GO
Originally uploaded by LexnGer.
In order to know that the ice is safe to cross, you have to check it every 50 paces
and mark the safe path to shore. That means chopping a hole in
the ice to test its thickness. If it is safe, you mark the path by
putting small trees into the holes you've chopped in the ice, which will stay there until spring thaw.
After spending a month alone on an island, your mind starts to wander. (Hopefully not too far.)
As I was testing the ice, I started wondering what was 50 paces, or 100 paces, or even 1200 paces from my door at home? Or your door? Or someone else's door?
And thus the 50 Paces Project was born! How cool would it be to cross the river and at the same time see the world 50 paces at a time.
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