“Since I was a child, I’ve had a fantasy of hiding in a retail space just before it closes, and coming out at night to merely walk around, re-arrange some things, and maybe sit or lay on some furniture, nothing harmful whatsoever. Snow Cab felt like a fulfilment of that childhood fantasy, within a 6 floor, or 60,000 square foot retail space.”
“In my opinion, the devastating confusion that capitalism wreaks upon the coherence of memory and history renders almost all imagery, and in particular, photography, as bearer of the uncanny.”
Silver Grill Cafe, 1975 ‘When I grew up here, Vancouver was a working port town, and all the streets downtown ended at the harbour. That working port was very much a part of the feel of the city…’ – Greg Girard For almost 30 years, Canadian photographer Greg Girard has lived and worked in […]
We exist in this sinkhole of economic disparity, careening along needles and rocks, the disease creeping through the cracks on the soles of our feet. By Brad Feuerhelm, ASX, April 2015 The perfect memory was watching your family crumpled up and burning on a ghat, the vultures swarming to the feast of your children. […]