Wednesday, April 12, 2006

Postmodernism... so clearly undefined

Final exams... such an interesting exercises...

The first thing that came to mind was Jacques Derrida’s quote from Lloyd Spencer’s article, “Modernity, Postmodernism and the Tradition of Dissent”, from the Icon Dictionary of Postmodernism, edited by Stuart Sim (Icon Books, Cambridge, 1998)

“I cannot conceive of a radical critique which would not be ultimately motivated by some sort of affirmation, acknowledged or not.”

It is that very affirmation that forces me to respond. It is my understanding of the importance of the time line of art history, that keeps me from committing an act of anarchy. That seems to be the juxtaposition of postmodernism. We are taught a subject fraught with contradiction, within the confines of a traditional educational institution. Within the “new” university, I should not be asked to define something, that is by its own nature, undefinable. I should walk away knowing that any definition that I put forward, will in fact, be outdated and redundant almost instantly, within the academic ‘definitions’ of postmodernism. By responding in the traditional academic manner, I run the risk of becoming the ‘snake eating its own tail’, merely to prove a redundant point.

Suggesting that postmodernism can be narrowed down to three definitions goes against what I have learned. All three of the definitions outlined in the examination are relevant, but they are ambiguous, and can be easily dissected and manipulated to spurn more statements and more questions. By narrowing down the definition of postmodernism, it narrows the mind, thereby eliminating the whole point.

Each of the statements are true, yet false at the same time. In statement (a) The continuation of the modernist impulses in art and society but without the utopian hopes and vision that have characterized the more political forms of modernism, it is suggested that there is a lack of hope and vision, and to some extent I would agree. During the modernist era, times were very different. The mediums and media of visual imagery had an exclusivity that does not characterize postmodernism. Today, we are faced with a bombardment of media imagery designed for the masses. Media imagery now forms our culture, as opposed to the Modernists who reflected it. I believe hope is still reflected, but the focus of our hopes have shifted significantly. Economics has become one of the most significant cultural concerns. It drives our media imagery, it forms our culture.

In statement (b) a perspective strongly opposed to the principles of modernism which has recently gained currency in academic circles, as Lloyd Spencer points out, it is the most obvious in its flexibility, which of course is required when defining postmodernism, but again, I can argue that postmodernism is not strongly opposed to the principles of modernism, but definitely challenges them. Art does not move forward without examination of the past. We need to define and compartmentalize cultural eras in order to study them in an academic environment. It would be impossible to study postmodern imagery without breaking it down, in the same way that scholars have always examined a subject. The ‘newness’ of postmodernism detracts from the academic currency mentioned.

I found the last statement to be the most provocative of the three statements, a label for a mixed bag of current fads invented bye style gurus, fashion editors and gossip columnists; the pretentious side of ‘yuppie-dom’. To have the luxury, or the burden of characterizing the moment, is fraught with challenge. Any imagery, in its initial presentation is judged and gauged by its market. An artist has always had to defend and explain their work, scepticism is rampant, and the very definitions and characteristics that postmodernism tries to shed, will be what legitimizes it in the end. The so called ‘style gurus’ of today, are really not that much different then the art critics and gallery owners of the past. It points out the shift in cultural awareness, and emphasizes the concept of imagery for the masses.

With the onset of globalization, and mass media, the visual imagery of the postmodern world has more influence on cultural behavior than any other era. At one time, art was for the affluent, media imagery was geared to the educated, today with massive marketing campaigns geared towards visual logos, language, social or economic status no longer confines imagery. It is designed for everyone, we are flooded with it our entire lives, which makes it all the more difficult to find the true pieces of art.

It is difficult to conclude an essay on postmodernism. The questions always lead to more questions, and the responses are never ending, and filled with contradiction. I am so curious about how we will shift from ‘postmodern’ to the next era, or, will we simply divide postmodernism into a series of fragmented ‘isms’ and never leave this era? Has the label postmodernism, in its ever shifting parameters, managed to make itself infinite. The hardest part about studying a current cultural shift, is not knowing the outcome, which leads me back to the initial comments that I should not have to answer these questions, instead, I should ask more, which seems to be one of many provocative characteristics of postmodernism.

Sunday, April 02, 2006

Mac Photo Booth


This program is just way too much fun

Monday, March 13, 2006

Food for thought....


Can one claim to have power, if the execution of it requires force

Wednesday, February 08, 2006


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The PRP.... People's Republic of Parkdale

I sat down in my local café, Mitzi’s, on the corner of my street to write this essay. The guy at the next table, Michael Keith, musician and music teacher, says to me,

"Mattie was just showing us his sexy back"

Mattie waits tables in and around the neighbourhood. I make him show me of course, he pulls off his shirt, he is sporting a beautiful new Haida inspired tattoo. Welcome to my neighbourhood. The PRP, the People’s Republic of Parkdale.

Toronto is a city made up of neighbourhoods. Each with its own characteristics, charm and issues. I tend to think mine is merely more colourful than most. I share my neighbourhood with the haves and the have nots, the blacks, the whites, the brown, the yellow, the mad and the sane, the good and the just, with the hookers, the pimps and the Johns, the drug dealers and the cops, the straight and the gay. There is a little bit of everything here in Parkdale. It is the kind of neighbourhood that teaches you to be open minded and thankful for what you have. If you loose touch with the humanity of your neighbourhood, you loose touch with not only reality, but empathy and understanding as well.

Location, location, location, that is the mantra of the real estate savvy. We have everything going for us here, we are close to Lake Ontario, which keeps our tree lined streets cool during the hot summer days, High Park with its 500 acres of green belt space, the major transportation routes as well as frequent and dependable public transportation and close proximity to the downtown core. This should be the most popular neighbourhood in the city, yet we have a bad reputation, which quite frankly, most of us relish in.
We are surrounded by architectural evidence of a past affluence and prosperity. My house is one of the newer houses on my street, its construction began in 1911, and was completed in 1914. Most of the houses are built butted up against the next, or with minimal space between them. My house is 48 inches from my neighbours on each side. The houses have deep porches were the neighbours sit with watchful eyes.

Everything I need is within walking distance of my house. There is the baker, the banker, the candlestick maker. There are fine dining restaurants as well as casual pubs. There are antique shops, that bustle with trade on Sunday afternoons. It is a happening and hip neighbourhood, filled with artists and musicians, which can be seen having brunch at Easy or The Cadillac Lounge. Live music is always available, and a strong community spirit surrounds the ‘open Mic.’ nites at the local bars.

For me, moving here was either the ultimate fiscal foresight or just dumb luck.. I now reside in a neighbourhood I that I could no longer afford to move into as a first time home owner. If I can’t afford it, how do the poor and the mentally ill afford it? And how will that change the face of Parkdale?

There is an ever increasing gentrification of my so called ‘ghetto’ neighbourhood going on. We have Timothy’s and Second Cup now, ‘the man’ wants to serve us coffee. Even Starbucks has opened here, apparently we have arrived. I try my best to avoid them at all costs. I prefer the quirky little independent cafes owned and operated by the people who live here and raise their children here.

The recently renovated Drake Hotel has become a hot spot of our neighbourhood, or so we are told by the ‘uptowners’ coming down from their ‘white bread’ neighbourhood to slum it here in Parkdale. Don’t get me wrong, I think the place is ecstatically beautiful, and certainly far superior to the crack den that was there before. It show cases the work of many Parkdale artisans, unfortunately that is where the Parkdale link ends. It is only here geographically. It has neither the heart or the soul of Parkdale.

It is impossible to objectively look at my neighbourhood without touching on safety and crime. I feel very safe here. The streets are busy with pedestrians, shops and eateries. If you don’t go looking for trouble, its not likely to come looking for you. As to the crime, most of it is directly related to vice, drugs and prostitution. I remember my shocked naivete years ago, when I realized that the busiest hours of the day for the working girls are between 7:00 and 9:00 am. Their trade is predominantly minivan drivers commuting downtown from the suburbs. Kissing their wives and kids good bye, then grabbing a quick blow job on the way into the office. Spare me the white picket fence suburban happiness, please.

Someone asked me recently, "do you really think it is safe to raise your kids in Parkdale?" I wasn’t sure how to respond without offending, but all I could think was, is it better to teach them the materialism of the more affluent neighbourhood? After all, the $200 Nikes for the uptown/suburban child, is a weeks groceries for a large percentage here in Parkdale. It is important to me that my children are not shielded from the distasteful. Poverty is not something we should be afraid of, instead, perhaps a little shame will make us more empathetic human beings, and in turn, we will try to do something about it, rather than turn our backs. There is vice and danger in all neighbourhoods, not just mine.

This neighbourhood has one of the largest new immigrant ratios in the city. With that, comes diversity of culture. Immigrants bring new flavours and ideas to Parkdale. Eating and shopping for food here in Parkdale is an everyday international experience. People live here from all over the world, creating a neighbourhood that is as diverse as it is eccentric.

Writing this has reminded me of the importance of ‘my village’. To look at the fantastic details on the buildings, to see the many faces that pass me on the street. It makes me aware of the sounds, the foreign languages, the rattle of the street cars. I have deep feelings for Parkdale. It is like a small town in the middle of a large metropolitan city. I walk down these streets like I own them, and I smile at my good fortune to know that I live in a neighbourhood filled with interesting characters and caring individuals.

Wednesday, October 26, 2005

www.craigslist.com



Every once in awhile I come across a website the deserves some attention. I had heard a minor buzz about www.craigslist.com. So, being the SlickChick that I am, naturally I had to test it out. It’s a community bulletin board, you can find job postings, apartment rentals, merchandise for sale, rants and raves, 4:20,personals and pretty much anything else you are looking for. Now I realize that sounds very simple, what could all the hype be about, let me tell you... this is of gradiose international scale.

Being the geeky goddess that I am, I always like to try things out, never trust Oprah to give you the skinny on things. My first order of business was to purchase a couple tickets to see Liz Phair at the Phoenix (410 Sherbourn Street) on Sunday night. Such a fantastic show, nice to see Ms Phair maturing into a fantastic artist. Her acoustics were sublime. She stayed close to her new cd, only giving up a few random old tunes... I was wishing for 'Fuck and Run' ... but only for personal reasons.

It’s a great set-up, you hit reply to ad, and it opens up your email, you respond to an anonymous email address, which is great, given that no one really wants to post their email address for all the freaks and the Geeks to spam, then you just sit back and wait. For me, a lovely young gal named 'Meg' sent me an email explaining that she had gotten a better set of tickets and wanted to unload hers. Luckily for me, I paid less then face value for a great show... except of course that damn cello player in the opening band Matt Pond. Its one of those instruments that has trouble fitting in... Like the big fat chick, surrounded by the skinny rock and roll chicks. Half the time it was hard to tell if it was feedback or that damn cello again... tres annoying.

High on my Liz Phair ticket success, I decided to see what else I could get, so...

Today (Monday) I went back to craigslist and applied for the position of trophy girlfriend.... who knows what will come of that... I will keep you posted (hahaha @ posted)

Visiting Belfast, Bridgeport or Bangkok? need a hookup.. a tour guide... an apartment... a job... a husband? Then this is the site for you.