island of salt

Published last year, we are happy to publicly launch Samantha Willman’s inaugural book of poetry. “Behind The First One” charts the loss of first love and a process of self becoming. The poems are paired with original photography and graphic design by Samantha. 

You can download a free (set price at $0 or donate) pdf here: https://gumroad.com/l/YNUZ

Or you can buy a beautiful print version here: https://gumroad.com/l/fHYBh

Vittore Carpaccio c. 1495-1500

UPCOMING RELEASES

A Conversation with Peter Harris

“I think naivete was my best weapon early in life.”

Peter is a Toronto-based artist currently working on an ongoing series of urban landscape paintings. In our interview we discussed – among other things – his influences and method of working, the artistic profession, and the idea of the Canadian landscape.

Vapor Baby

“It was drizzly and dark outside, as is usual at that time of year. Inside, the amber fire cast shadows between the exposed floor joists above; the whole place was only about three-quarters finished, which is the way all cabins should stay.”

This book is a reflection and documentation of an experimental installation on Cobble Hill mountain.

UPCOMING EVENTS

Toronto Art Book Fair

The Canadian Academy in Rome will be a vendor at the first annual Toronto Art Book Fair, a free public event featuring Canadian and international vendors, curated exhibitions, installations, and community programming.

The fair will take place from June 16 – 19 at Artscape Youngplace. Drop by and say hello!

Thru These Architect’s Eyes

Making a goal, life’s a goal, life’s a goal, and life’s a Making a goal, life’s a goal, life’s a goal, and life’s a Making a goal, life’s a goal, life’s a goal, and life’s a

And stomping along on this big Philip Johnson Is delay just wasting my time Looking across at Richard Rogers Scheming dreams to blow both their minds

It’s difficult you see To give up baby To leave the job when you You know the money’s from day to day

All the majesty of a city landscape All the soaring days of our lives All the concrete dreams in my minds eye All the joy I see through these architects eyes

Making a goal, life’s a goal, life’s a goal, and life’s a

Cold winter bleeds on the girders of babel This stone boy watching the crawling land Rings of flesh and the towers of iron The steaming caves and the rocks and the sand Stomping along on this big Philip Johnson Is delay just wasting my time

It’s difficult you see To give up baby These summer scum holes This god damned starving life

All the majesty of a city landscape All the soaring days of our lives All the concrete dreams in my minds eye All the joy I see through these architects eyes

Making a goal, life’s a goal, life’s a goal, and life’s a

It’s difficult you see It’s difficult you see

All the majesty of a city landscape All the soaring days in our lives All the concrete dreams in my minds eye All the joy I see thru these architects eyes

Robert Pougheon (French,1886 – 1951)

The Free horse (Le Cheval Libre), 1933