12 May 2009

Legalese

Two days ago--May 11th, 2009--four River Valley Arts Alliance board members took a trip to beautiful Knowlesville, New Brunswick. The sun was shining, it was warm, and our nerves were alive with excitement. We came with high spirits. We came with pens and chequebooks in hand. We came to sign our lease.

Effective May 17th at 12:00 noon, we are the tenants of 702 Main Street.

More to come.


17 April 2009

With spring comes...

Why does The Winter seem so long while it's happening, but in retrospect it's like hardly any time has passed at all?

It's been nearly three months since our last update. At that time we were all doing a lot of talking, a lot of planning and a lot of dreaming. Now, at the cusp of spring, it seems it's finally time for action. With word from the house owners that property taxes are due, we've undertaken a fundraising campaign since it was decided in the fall that as part of our lease agreement we would cover that cost each year. The lease is still not signed. We're waiting on legal paperwork that will allow us to call the Arts Alliance an incorporated not-for-profit entity, and sign binding contracts as such. At the risk of inviting a "famous last words" scenario, this stuff is all just a formality, and should be taken care of within the next 30 days.

Now that the weather is warmer (in our experience it's usually 4 or 5 degrees colder inside the house than it is outside) we're all very eager to get started. What does that involve, you ask? Good question. A few months ago we essentially finalized our vision for the house interior. It includes a small retail area, a large, open gallery and performance space, mixed artist workspace--including a full darkroom, printing press and rental units, living space (both permanent and temporary), a communal catering kitchen, and designated space for future expansion (like for, say, a community radio station!).

The first step will be presenting an expanded and detailed version of this plan to the owners of the house for their approval, which we aren't anticipating will be a problem since they are seriously cool people with a vision very much in line with ours. The next step, or rather a step taken simultaneously with the first (making for a very odd, but effective, walk) will be to locate and procure support. This support will need to come in three forms: monetary support, material support, and manual--as in labour--support. For this project to fly it will have to involve the entire community, and the community has to want it. I happen to think that the community not only wants it, but needs it. The creative-types in this area have been without a home for long enough, and we want to give them one. We not only want to give our artists a home, we want to give their supporters a place where they come to commune with local art, and to get involved with their community. We think it could change the dynamic of this place. Maybe it already has?

At the same time, we are moving ahead on our summer arts festival in a big way. We are aiming for something of a nature of which this area has never seen before -- a multimedia visual, culinary, literary, and performance event that will showcase two of our most under appreciated resources: our artists and our downtown. Among the venues for music and theatre performances, art shows and dance parties will, we hope, be a grand old Victorian on Main Street, having had new life breathed into her by our disparate committee of dreamers.

30 January 2009

27 January 2009

Best of Intentions

It seems as though this blog has been neglected! It is because there is so MUCH going on that recounting it has been near impossible.

We have now been in the house numerous times, and plans are really taking shape. Leases are drafted; lawyers have been consulted; little is left to do. Except for the actual work, which is kind of a big deal. (Do I need to use quotation marks when I'm quoting myself?? I don't think so).

Though, as a sidebar, I was accused of plagiarizing myself in university. Can you even imagine??? I did copy/paste four paragraphs from a previous essay. But still!! It's impossible to plagiarize your own work. Seriously.

Anyway, to the task at hand. We seem to have come to a consensus on a house layout plan, which is great. I am going through the house on Thursday afternoon with the carpentry instructor, which should prove to be useful insofar as determining whether our plans are feasible. It truly is exciting stuff.

When spring springs (that phrase really only works in the past tense, otherwise, it's just ridiculous), we have our work cut out for us. BRING IT ON is what I say!!!

08 December 2008

Flashes of Gold! errr...Sepia

Obviously I have been excited at the prospect of renovating an old Victorian home! And, on an almost intangible level, I have been excited about what this house has potential for in the town, and for anyone who so chooses to get involved. All of this has been on a grand scale though. I mean, I knew that we're going to have a darkroom (among other things), but I guess I really didn't understand what that meant. I mean, I definitely have an interest (keen interest) in photography, and I knew I wanted to see what the dark room experience was all about, but it's something I know little about.

A couple of things have happened in the last two days that have made this intangible thing become much more real for me. The first was a rather comical chat with my dad last night concerning an old SLR camera of his. I'll give a run down of how it went.
"Hey Dad, do you ever use that old camera of yours?"
"No, do you wanna borrow it?"
"Yeah! That would be great dad!"
"You know dear, it takes film."
"Yes dad, it's older than I am."
"I bought it in 1981. It's a Pentax K1000!"
I swiftly looked it up online. That was step one in the quest for tangible excitement.

The second event was an impromptu trip to Presque Isle with Laurel for her photography class tonight. She and Geoff had used the darkroom there yesterday, incidentally developing photos of 702 MAIN!!!! This is EXCITING in itself!! BUT, it gets better. In Laurel's class, she learned how to turn black and white prints into sepia prints, and I got to watch!! It hit me like a tonne of bricks (or should I say ton given that we were in the U.S. of A.). I, me, Katelin Dean, am going to get to process film!! The chemicals smelled disgustingly wonderful, and the finished photo was outstanding. I mean, I was there when these photos were taken. I saw them the day after they'd been developed, and I saw them transformed, before my eyes. I know it's a process that's been around for a long time, but it's freaking MAGIC!

I'm realistic in knowing that we have lots of work to do before getting to this point. Today made it even more worthwhile than it already was.

02 December 2008

And then...

Ohmygod, ohmygod.. this is really happening.

We met with T&L--the owners of 702 Main--for lunch on Friday. We being myself, Kate, Laurel, Andrew, and Nick. T&L may have felt a little bit like they were walking into the Spanish Inquisition. All went well, though, and we got down to the business of discussing how to go ahead with this massive project. We ended on a promise to have some legal documents drawn up and meet again in two weeks for the passing of the keys..

That means that potentially we could be inside the house by the end of the month.


The next night we hosted our first fundraiser (ostensibly for the development of a "community arts space") at Fusion downtown. There was an amazing turnout.. even more amazing when you consider that historically in Carleton County in November people tend not to leave their houses for very many things. There was art by myself, Laurel, and Mike; food and wine, and music by Amy Anderson and Richard Wetmore.



We made posters; a combination of laser and woodblock prints.. a hand-numbered edition of 20. The ink from the laser printer reacted strangely with the oil-based ink that Mike used to print his design and they took about four days to dry (and did so only after we spent a few hours hunched over them with a hair dryer, AND Mike spent an evening blotting off two layers of the ink with loose leaf). They were still tacky on the night of the opening, but they looked fantastic. So, we sold those along with little "you gotta have art" buttons that were fashioned after larger pins that Mike had given Nick, Amy, Mandy and I earlier in the year. Despite my best efforts I haven't been able to track down the origin of the slogan.. but a couple of websites suggest that it might have been a campaign launched by the Detroit Institute of Arts in the 80s. There was even a jingle: "You gotta have art, miles and miles and miles of art, when life gets you down, you ought come on down and get a start, you gotta have art..." So we've appropriated "you gotta have art" for our little cultural campaign here in our little town. Sorry Detroit.

We had a RiVA meeting Sunday night over eats at Murray's. Discussion of the house, plans, and possibilities occupied most of the agenda. We're getting close to appointing our first governing board, which will become crucial to making the big decisions once we're in possession of the house. It was agreed that 702 should be overseen by the Woodstock Arts Co-operative as a subcommittee of the Alliance. A kind of focus group, I guess. After all, this whole project basically came out of the desire to establish an equipment co-op (printmaking, photography, etc.), which in turn led us on a search for space. Mike, Laurel, Katelin, and myself--as founding members of the co-operative--will be leading this committee..

Also at the meeting we nixed the idea of a Christmas art show (too late for proper planning), further discussed incorporation as a not-for-profit (becoming increasingly important with the potential of real-estate entering the picture), and committed to establishing a formal mission statement and bylaws for RiVA by our next meeting in January. December will be quiet on the surface, but underground we'll be hatching plans..

24 November 2008

Chapter II

Friends, artists, countyfolks, lend me your ears;
I come to house art, not to praise it;
The beauty that is created lives after them,
The good is oft interred with the foundation, 
So let it be with art...In its noble home.

Ahhh yes, ripping off William Shakespeare, I am a class act. Really though, if one is to rip something off, one might as well go for the gold.

 Reviving a beautiful, old home is precisely the kind of project I need.  I am faced with feelings of hope juxtaposed with fear; excitement juxtaposed with anxiety; vision juxtaposed with haze.  Mostly, I just want to begin the process.  

My theatre arts teacher always said to either jump in the pool with both feet, or stay on your towel.  I've never been afraid of water, I just hope we don't drown.  

We won't.  We can't.  It's too important.