We now return you to our regularly scheduled programming
I'm taking Tut off the top of the page, though it's not the end of the discussion by any stretch. Look for a story in the Sunday paper I've done that will be awfully lonely in the paper's coverage of the AGO's Tut show to date, in that it asks some questions about the show's context, the AGO's mission, and most importantly, if they have anything to do with each other. If response warrants it, we'll be talking Tut again on Monday; if that's what you want to do, just say so.
On to more immediately (ahem) relevant subjects, though, namely the weekend's goings-on; tonight, Gallery TPW is having its annual Photorama show and sale, opening with a splashy soiree at the gallery this evening. They'll be selling work by too many notable locals to count -- there are more than 100 pieces available' that's one, by personal favourite Toni Hafkenschied -- but among them is a new image by Edward Burtynsky, which surely won't last long. Even if you're not buying, the list is exceptional, so check it out.
Meanwhile, tomorrow, you might want to drop by Georgia Scherman Art + Projects, where a new catalogue of Daniel Borins and Jennfier Marman's work is being launched. It's from their excellent show at the AGYU earlier this year, Project for a New American Century. I can only call it the ridiculous dystopic sublime -- a tightly-wound package of Modernist idealism, bound in its own ultimate, brutalist failings. I'll say no more, but it was quite something, as they say, Out There.
Also tomorrow, at Stephen Bulger, the well-known American photographer Jock Sturges is opening a new series of work called, inoffensively, Colour Prints. I passed some of the images by my editors here, who forbade me from posting them; if you know Sturges, you'll know why.
For decades, Sturges has been talkign nude photographs of family and friends, their children and his children; and while we're well-past taking offence at the nude form, for the squeamish among us, there's still something unsettling about a naked 12-year old, captured on camera. Maybe that's a problem more with the viewer than the photographer, and I suspect that's Sturges' not-so-subtle challenge to us; but to make up your mind for yourself, you'll have to look somewhere other than here.
For my part, tonight, I'm going to the Gibsone-Jessop Gallery in the Distillery to see an experimental documentary film by the Chinese artist Ou Ning; I met Ou when I was in China last month, and he's a true iconoclast -- an artist/activist in a political climate where such things are not meant to exist. It's part of a series running throhg December; check it out if you can.