under a fruitless tree, you / consider // the crackle / overhead …
The ambiguity of nets, curtains, veils, drapes—means of concealing that can also reveal—permeates the large-scale works by Barbara Hobot on exhibit at the Kitchener-Waterloo Art Gallery (KWAG).
The documentary remnants of these projects, built and unbuilt, locate these building typologies within the colonial agenda: whether carried out on the reserves to displace traditional ways of living on the land, or off the reserves, in the case of residential schools that were intended to indoctrinate children into Euro-Canadian customs.
Nestled amongst the 1920s homes of a leafy neighbourhood in Hamilton, Hambly House seems to sail past the half-timbering, faux-stone cladding, and steeply pitched roofs of its neighbours.
My review of KPL’s Central Library renovation by LGA received an honourable mention in the Young Critic in Architecture Competition hosted by Maison de l’architecture du Québec.
The creation of a reader, through writing, is first and foremost the creation of oneself. As I write, I read, then rewrite. This feedback loop constitutes both a generative process and the deciphering of an idea that already seems to exist, but must be uncovered. The pen tentatively taps paper, the cursor blinks, and each…
Viewers become mediators, with the series of scenes on each screen flowing not past, but through this audience – asking them to act as witnesses to the visual dialogue.
Negating the idea of pre-existing, fixed space, these artists continue the very personal struggles of survivors by influencing the understanding of the residential schools as continuously present and problematic, and by facilitating processes that create new spaces by disrupting those of the colonial project.
During the century and a half leading up to around 1970, over 130 Indian residential schools were scattered throughout the country. The role of architecture in this genocidal system is a crucial, but overlooked aspect of its realization.
We wait over an hour to get into the new prison, lined up with more than a hundred other curious visitors in a queue reminiscent of a well-frequented amusement park.