Posted by Cian Cruise on September 25th, 2015
My laptop’s charging in the AC stand and my cell phone’s daisy chained to the USB port, both hungry for power after a week of labour. A BBQ pork steamed bao works its way down my gullet. People mill about the airport, wandering from gate to gate, towing children or luggage or time. I just said goodbye to Guadalupe and Luciana, who’re heading back to Van city for the Live Biennale. The other artists have already left, their homes spread across the wide expanse of this nation. My flight’s in an hour or so. All of a sudden the festival’s over, I can feel it in my bones.
Posted by Cian Cruise on September 19th, 2015
If yesterday’s action was analogous to a drawn bow and the resulting arrow, today’s Performing the Trajectory is a meandering pinball bouncing around the urban landscape. The walk to WEM was a single vector of goal-oriented touring, almost a race. Today’s exploration with-and-of the cart follows a myriad of forces bearing down on Julie Laurin and her playful navigation of human bumpers and the borders we put up around us in a public space.
She dances with the cart. She allows the cart to pull her. She bumps it along with her hips, telling onlookers: “Check it out! No hands!” She uses it as a ledge to climb over a black iron fence and investigate a grassy patch that defies the inner city’s concrete mandate. Today she does not wrestle with the cart, but dances with it, evoking grace from a beige metal cage.
Posted by Cian Cruise on September 17th, 2015
Beige. It’s the colour of colonial explorers, caucasian skin, and the ubiquitous box mall infrastructure of contemporary consumer culture. It is dull and lifeless, conformity writ large. Before anything else, Julie Laurin dons beige. Dressed head to toe in business casual beige (shoes, stockings, skirt, blouse, and jacket) she tugs her shopping cart down the steps of Latitude 53 and it begins.
Julie’s destination: The West Edmonton Mall. It’s about sixty blocks away. (more…)
Posted by Cian Cruise on September 16th, 2015
Joan Didion once claimed, “writers are always selling somebody out.” I’m going to attempt to defy that quote as I write about the performances, spaces, and countless intangibles that zing through the air between artist and observer. Technically I’m the latter, but the nature of Visualeyez puts everyone on the same page. Artists, administrators, and miscellaneous hangers-on (which is how I characterize myself) each have a seat at the table and a voice to contribute to the overall festival experience.
Yesterday, six out of eight artists arrived in Edmonton, and there was some confusion among introductions. Steven Girard initially thought I was a performer, but when he was disabused of the notion he simply said, “Ah. Now we are nine.”
“Maybe eight and a half,” I said.
“No,” he said. “Nine.” (more…)
Posted by Sara CS on September 11th, 2015
A woman dressed in beige, splattered with beige paint, wanders our urban landscape with a shopping cart. Julie Laurin’s piece Performing the Trajectory finds the artist in a constant state of reevaluation, fluctuating through purpose, identity, and place. Learn more at Julie’s artist page here.
CALL FOR PAINT! Do you have used, beige house paint to contribute to this performance? Contact firstname.lastname@example.org!