Published on Mondays, with columns by Artist and Writer. Published since 2002, an Ocean and Pounds publication



by Kai Chan

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the chrysanthemum has opened twelve times, Karen Tam

the chrysanthemum has opened twelve times - a new series of immersive installations by Montréal-based artist Karen Tam. Set at The Koffler Centre of the Arts, the work is to evoke the early Chinese Canadian and other historical photo studios that served Chinese communities in Canada. Exhibition runs through March 29, 2020.


Caffeine Reveries
by Shelley Savor

Time To Abandon The Kingdom

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by Fiona Smyth

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Adjacency, Series Two
written by Gary Michael Dault
based on photogaph by Lee Ka-sing

(Photograph by Lee Ka-sing: - Fly)

Number 23

After Jules Renard

If I were a bird
I would sleep
in a cloud
where I wasn't allowed

If I were a bird
I would rest
right there
in the air

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Travelling Palm Snapshots
by Tamara Chatterjee

Madagascar (March, 2010) – We arranged our itinerary to be in Amabalavao to experience the pandemonium of the Thursday Zebu market. Despite being immersed in chaotic exchange of cattle, merchants and veterinary injections - the visual bliss of Amabalavao is surrounding view of majestic skies and mountains.

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Located on the second floor of an art space, INDEXG Bed and Breakfast has 4 guest rooms, all with ensuite bathroom. Since 2008, INDEXG B&B have served curators, artists, art-admirers, collectors and professionals from different cities visiting and working in Toronto.

50 Gladstone Ave, Toronto


From the Notebooks (2010-2019)
by Gary Michael Dault

From the Notebooks, 2010-2019.
Number 23:: Nipple or Soother Kite (in Unsettled Weather), March 17, 2014

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Some Trees
by Malgorzata Wolak Dault

Number 12

In a preface to his book This Tree Will Be Here For A Thousand Years, American poet Robert Bly, recounted how "One day sitting depressed in a cabin on the shore of a small lake, I wrote about the depression:

Mist: no one on the other shore.
It may be that these trees
I see have consciousness,
and this desire to weep comes from them.

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by Cem Turgay

The journalist from Turkey
He writes and reports, truth at the tip of his pen, and he’s put into jail for twenty years.



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