Day: 25 September 2014

  • Rebecca Cowan in her Studio

    Rebecca Cowan in her Studio

    Art finds itself in peculiar places, and artists even more so; pulling into the residential area nearby my former middle school – a region I regrettably beforehand regarded as lacking in creativity – I am reminded of that truth.

    Rebecca Cowan’s new prints carry a quality of grace only reinforced by the drawings they surround.

    Underneath a quiet house in a floral suburb lies a basement studio filled with rollers, plates, brushes, paints, papers, inks, carving tools, plexiglass, and one hefty iron printing press. The scene strikes me as reminiscent of group and educational studios I’ve visited, and Rebecca soon explains that she teaches art courses, and multiple other artists and students borrow the space when it’s available.

    The wall facing the stairwell is adorned with rows of her new works, spectral faces in layers of forest; the title “Nymphs” fits precisely the sense of magic suggested in the trees. Soft-featured and translucent, the faces float as if suspended in the first moments of relaxation.

    Sitting at a table, edges covered by tape securing a gridded plexiglass sheet to the surface, I listen as Rebecca happily explains her process; how she uses a variety of tools to etch spans of forest onto metal plates, printing multiple layers onto high quality, almost transparent Japanese paper (and driving to Toronto to buy it). The figure is drawn in coloured pencil on the opposite side from the print, the paper is adhered to a stained wooden panel, and sealed under clear acrylic. Although it is hard work, she jokes that it is far less stressful than her early forays with ink drawing.

    Rebecca is unfalteringly passionate about her work and eager to share, teach, and explore art. Remaining animated and enthusiastic throughout the interview, she shows a deep love for art, and the magic beauty that art shares with the world, that shows most clearly in the most dedicated of artists.

    Ascending the stairs from Rebecca Cowan’s basement studio and back into a regular, family home, one realizes that not only is art everywhere around you – it’s likely even under your feet.

  • Molly McClung in her Studio

    Molly McClung in her Studio

    Many people, complaining about their jobs, might use the phrase “stubborn as a rock” in reference to a coworker.

    Molly McClung knows what many people mean, and in most cases, would put them to shame.

    A sculptor, gardener, and former schoolteacher, Molly has worked with rather difficult mediums throughout her life. Stone is as determined to stay as it is, where it is, as plants and children are to not. Years of persuading the uncompromising to compromise show through in her sculpture, as naturally purposeful as they are gently durable.

    Situated in a calm residential suburb, behind a tended lawn, shrubs, and flowers, sits her house. Stepping inside, I turn and am presented by a room with over a dozen pieces of varying size, stone, and shape, all in various stages of being packed up and delivered to Studio 22. Passing the sculptures, we descend a small corner staircase into the basement, and enter Molly’s studio.

    I am struck first by how clean it is, and she mentions going over it in preparation for the visit, but it is an amazing feat. I have no experience with the amount of dust kicked up by a sculptor working stone, but have the impression that it is more than I imagine. A corner table supports two great halves of a stone, split diagonally, that she says will be matching pieces. Turning behind us to the opposite wall, she pulls a hacksaw from a hook under the steel ductwork she shares the space with, the likes of which I’ve never seen before; the blade a centimetre-thick rod with a surface textured like steel sandpaper. It’s used for major cuts that she doesn’t have made beforehand, Molly explains, before moving on to her extremely fine squares of sandpaper – designed for auto body work.

    Returning to the first floor, I began to take a closer look at the room of pieces we had passed earlier. Molly explained how the new show, aptly titled “Curves,” draws inspiration from the natural female figure, and its contrast with the jagged roughness of raw stone. She picks up different pieces, drawing the curtain back with her other hand to hold them in the light and demonstrate how the light shines through the translucent stone, giving it a beautiful inner glow.

    Speaking with Molly McClung gives you a sense of her no-nonsense air of control, and her work shows it to you. The stone has been persuaded to compromise and Molly is its teacher, its tender. She chisels life and humanity into a medium that is known for lacking both, and does it well.

    Stepping out of the house, I found myself thinking of the quip on her shirt – “Gardening would be genteel were it not for all that icky dirt” – and remembering never to walk across a gardener’s lawn.

    by Owen Darrah

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