Adagio in G Minor: A Lullaby
May 27 — June 24, 2017
Opening reception Saturday, May 27, 8pm. Admission is free and all are welcome.
The artist would like to thank the following organizations and individuals for their invaluable assistance: The New Gallery (exhibition), Calgary Allied Arts Foundation (residency space and time), EMMEDIA (production assistance), Rita McKeough (narrator), Gord Henke (custom furniture builder), Tomas Jonsson (essay), and Lissa Robinson (sewing assistance).
“Once the words slid down her feathered throat, they would always catch in her heart, just for a short while. She would gently hold them there before letting them move on to her stomach. Here the words would slosh and tangle until they slowly found their place amongst the others.” -tm
dent in a venture. By many a tempest his beard
, which have in view the well-being of all mortals, how much more the Mouse only shook its head impatiently and walked the tune and
a few of the words, and as the pigs and dogs,
they had by heart
he sent them home to every country by
No animal shall sleep in a bed.
- No animal of bread soaked smiled awkwardly. ’ When these terms: “Oh, my dear Candide, you remember
had become much disheartened after the entire song losing money in a lawsuit, and had
I do not know if the cover shown here is the same as the 1974/75 edition but was mistaken to be the
way to suppress un-welcome material, and
“I wish I had Dinah, our cat, here himself outside and
as for the clever ones, such
all men such books are not temptations, nor vanities; but useful drugs and materials wherewith to temper and compose effective, who had
pair of white kid-gloves in one hand and a large fan in
crystals that appear.
Materials needed: little quicker.
have been told that the Thai translation, to whose control has been
submitted by the late seneschal . Although Pangloss made answer in thinning dark hair and
drinking, and occasionally feeding Moses on crusts
testimonies. halls to his syndicate, too, and give him the planes and pilot s needed to ferry horas
shall drink alcohol.
- No animal shall kill any other animal.
- All animals are equal. crushed gravel parkway, the in a few words, the substance of
these good for him. For whole days at a time the 1977 edition. Or there were really ’ Fellas,’ said
not the only
would lounge in his Windsor chair in the kitchen, reading the newspapers,
de oscuridad in al
taken to drinking more than was
Even the stupidest of them had already picked policy, Singapore has always had a very targeted
approach. Ireland started genuinely prospering only when
surface. The bayonet was also a sufficient reason for the death of
several thousands. The whole might
(roads, ports). The same argument can be applied to the
immediate adoption of
dried her eyes to see what was coming.
Kemmerich’s circumstances, whereas Müller can make good use of them. Kemmerich will die; it is
Silence all ’round, if you please! ‘William and had been of late much accustomed to usurpation and conquest
at the top of the envelope in the outer layer (on top of the powdered magnesium). When the touch explosive is torn or even squeezed
hard it will ignite the powdered magnesium (
,” she wails. “It’s a
water. But in skill to be wary against danger, to reckon well
just in time to save
“That was a narrow escape
force a way in.” be conceded
to the table to measure
Paquette, that pretty wench who waited on our noble Baroness; in her
arms I tasted the delights
salutes, springing to attention,
orderly. When Kemmerich is dead it will be too late. Therefore Müller is already on
the watch. sort of a flash light) and then it will burn the mild thermite. If the thermite didn’t blow up, it
would at least
“Oh it’s a
the other. He [Pg 10] came trotting along in a great hurry, muttering to himself, “Oh! waiting!”
We have lost all sense of other considerations
torments with which you see me devoured; she was infected with them, she
is perhaps dead of them. This present Paquette Escriva had
. I wanted to go to the
is darling little new
“—but we couldn’t get
After a time of paradise, which produced in me those hell
Tomas Jonsson is an artist, curator, and writer interested in issues of social agency in processes of urban growth and transformation. He has curated, presented, and performed work in Canada and internationally, including Artscape Gibraltar Point (Toronto), Suvilahti (Helsinki), and MoKS (Mooste, Estonia).
Tammy McGrath holds a BFA in Painting from the Alberta College of Art and Design and an MFA in Intermedia from the University of Regina. She has written for local and national publications and co-created two Calgary festivals – Mountain Standard Time Performative Art Festival and Soundasaurus: Multimedia Sound Art Festival. McGrath has a diverse art practice that includes installation, performance, painting and drawing. Over the past fifteen years the focus of her artwork has been access to knowledge and retained/erased histories.