Checked out a couple of things tonight on my way home from work …… and somehow I just got home and it’s almost midnight and wow don’t you love making a meal of cheese, crackers, crudités, and open bar?
After a winesnack at the Gabardine, I headed to a very unusual photographic exhibition. The featured artist, Francis Bedford, has been dead for over a hundred years. But now, the students of Ryerson University’s Photographic Preservation and Collections Management program have resurrected him — and his work.
Back in the day, photographers used albumen (egg white) to bind chemicals to paper from a negative … i.e., to print a photo. So Bedford’s original prints contain organic matter, which changes with age. It was really interesting to see how different images have aged, according to how well they’ve been preserved.
We had a good look at the photos, which depicted landscapes, architecture, and some of the Prince of Wales’ travels. (Which Queen Victoria commissioned Bedford to photograph.)
Here are some pics from the event, which runs to Saturday, April 28 at the I.M.A. Gallery ….
I think the name of the exhibit alluded to how sickening it was to live in a Victorian city, and how everyone who could afford to would jaunt off into the country at the slightest provocation. Kind of like how Sylvia and I intend to seek some solace in the Kiwarthas this weekend? See Arcade Fire’s generational anthem Sprawl II for more info ….
Our beautiful, enthusiastic, knowledgable host and tour guide, Robyn Zolnai.
DID YOU KNOW??? They had 3D glasses back in the day???
After checking out a pop up shop in some sort of incredible industrial loft-gallery space further west on King, we made our last chance for romance trips to the LCBO and the supermarket. I wandered the aisles of the Metro eating pilfered chocolate Easter eggs, then embarrassed myself at the self-checkout, and insisted on buying a Sourz Dino-Egg With Prize from the candy machine in the foyer. But, but it was for Sylvia I tell you!!
Hope you have a wonderful long weekend … or at least a lucrative one, if you have to work. We’ll be frolicking around in nature for a couple days, reminding ourselves what trees look like, and seeking some solace from the grit and the grind of Hogtown.