Check out this mail art show by Penelope Hetherington, a facebook-resisting artist whom I’ve known since her days in the Hot Toddy Girls avante-garde burlesque troupe, writing for Discorder and performing in the cabaret duo Psychotic Butler. She produced this latest show by mailing out a bunch of coupons from very old magazines and collecting the responses.
Filling out a coupon clipped from a 1964 edition of a magazine and then mailing it in a envelope with a dime taped to a piece of cardboard requires a kind of optimism–an innocence not so much feigned as permitted. The process of undertaking this slightly goofy task produces affect that wants examining. Anticipation, excitement and a pleasant feeling of destabilization suggest an underlying reluctance to accept that the past has completely disappeared. The slowness of the post spares us the anticlimactic flatness of assuming that something is over and gone. Instead, we get suspense.
Untimely Missives uses the materiality of the postal system to look for lapsed time in geographical space, and the Mail Art Gallery as a place to document the search. This project investigates the possibility that playing puckish games with time is one way of remaining limber in relation to temporality. It has nothing to do with nostalgia.
Visitors are encouraged to send their own untimely mail. Envelopes, scissors, coin cardboard, copies of advertisements from old publications, and a working post office are provided.
Penelope Hetherington is a Vancouver-based performer and installation artist.
Zero for Conduct, the Zine of Counter-Film, will be for sale in hardcopy at Canzine in Toronto this weekend! Sonja Ahlers will have it somewhere on her table in the “Gotta Laugh to Keep from Crying” room! If you can’t make it to Canzine, get it HERE.
I created it to try and rekindle some kind of underground film thing in Vancouver that I think is, well, just a bit TOO underground. This year’s Vancouver International Film Festival was the kicker for me, I finally felt like taking part again, having worked on two of the films screening, and a recent visit to a Zine fair / comics show at the Vancouver Art Gallery reminded me that it is really all about just getting it done.
Some people complain that filmmaking is becoming too inexpensive, and now anyone thinks they can make a film. They say this will result in a glut of bad films.
Well, what did we have before? Too many good films?
Anyone who says this is an elitist arse. When they complain about too many people making films, they most certainly do not mean themselves. No, they have surpassed some mystical benchmark of divine birthright, involving a combination of ‘natural’ talent, intelligence, and insight combined with superior upbringing, and they therefore have a right to consider themselves an artist.