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The “earth” without “art” is just “eh.”

by Angelo October 24th, 2011 - No Comments »

I’ve always had an appreciation for visual art. Over the years I’ve dabbled a little myself, more as a creative outlet than any other reason. I just needed an avenue for my creativity to be expressed. I don’t know why I just need to create. I’ve gone through a number of phases during my life, painting, writing, photography, acting, web design and sales, I suppose, to a lesser extent. I find one of the most interesting points in the creative process is when a child goes from simply playing with paint or clay to having their work praised and displayed. As soon as the first piece makes it to the fridge door, the child’s attitude toward art is forever changed. It no longer becomes “art for art’s sake” it becomes a measurable … it becomes “fridge worthy”.

A point of discovery for me was when I differentiated between the child as an artist and the parent who appreciated it, hanging it with care on the refrigerator door. As a parent, I too hung masterpieces on the front of the fridge, and to me they were masterpieces. Why? Because in my mind there was no separation between art and artist. Iloved the artist and therefore I loved the art.

When I first moved to British Columbia I had an interesting experience at a house party. The gentleman that was hosting the party was a painter and painted “white paintings”. That’s right, just white paint and canvas. When I first saw the paintings I thought to myself, “This guy is a bit of a nutbar.” I ended up speaking with him about his paintings and in about forty minutes, I had developed an appreciation for his art, mostly because I had an appreciation for him as an artist.

I am excited about creating an exhibition space in our Vancouver store because not only will it be visually stimulating, but it gives me the opportunity to meet with the artists and find out what is important to them, why they paint what they paint, and what their history is.

I hope that you take time out to join us here in Kitsilano and have a look at what some of Vancouver’s local artists are up to, and learn a little of their story.

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Little Charlie Tucker- The Arctic Ice Caps

by Crystal June 8th, 2011 - No Comments »

“Seeing the northern lights was amazing, mom and dad,” Charlie said, watching the clouds pass by as he looked out the plane window.

“Where are we going next, dad?” Charlie asked.

“We are going almost to the north pole to see the icecaps and icebergs, Charlie, and of course to meet the Inuit people,” Mr. Tucker replied.

“Ooh, the north pole–think Santa Claus will be out and about?” Charlie questioned.

“You never know, but we won’t be going up quite that far,” Mrs. Tucker replied, as Mr. Tucker looked at her.

“Hmm, what about penguins, mom?” Charlie asked, leaning forward to see his mom, who was sitting on the other side of his dad.

“Oh no, Charlie, penguins live in the Antarctic, not the Arctic where we are going,” Mrs. Tucker replied.

“You might be able to see polar bears, Charlie,” his dad suggested, sensing Charlie’s disappointment.

“Really?–a live, big, white bear, so exciting,” he responded squirming in his seat on the plane.

“I have another question. Are we going to the place where people sleep in igloos? George mentioned people up north live in igloos,” Charlie said.

“Those people, out of respect, my little man, should be referred to as Inuit people, and the majority of them now live in houses just like us,” she replied.

“Ha,” Charlie responded.

“To clarify, on some occasions, the Inuit people will build and sleep in igloos when they are on hunting expeditions, but as a rule, it isn’t their place of residence all of the time, that’s for sure,” Mr. Tucker added.

“Are we going to go on a hunting expedition?” Charlie queried.

“No, but we will be meeting the Inuit people, and even staying in one of their houses. You know, we may get to see an igloo… although, I doubt there is that much snow up there to make an igloo now as it is springtime, Charlie,” Mrs. Tucker remarked.

“The natural wonder that we are going to see, and that we would like you to remember for years to come, are the icebergs that are floating in the Arctic Ocean.  Not very many people get to see the beauty of these floating pieces of ice, Charlie, Mr. Tucker emphasized.

“We also want you to see the vast icecaps which are also part of the natural wonders of our world,” Charlie’s mother said with enthusiasm.

“So, we are going to go and see mounds of ice, but what is so important about these surfaces made of ice, dad?  Is it that we can go skating on them?” Charlie asked, looking a bit miffed.

“No, not skating, Charlie.  You see, what is so very special about these enormous icecaps and big icebergs, too, is that our planet depends on having these large chunks of ice around.  That is, the Arctic, and for that matter the Antarctic, ice keeps our world from heating up.  Some say that the icecaps and icebergs act to reflect some of the heat the sun sends our way,” Mr. Tucker replied.

“And, not only that, Charlie, if we all keep heating up the earth, these large bodies of ice will keep melting, and certain places in the world may then be under water, permanently,” Mrs. Tucker added.

“Oh, I see, so not only are they a natural wonder, mom, but both the ice bergs and ice caps are melting away. Hmm, that’s not good,” Charlie said, with a concerned look on his face.

“No, but people are doing a lot to slow the melting process by being more conscientious, and not doing as many things that would heat our planet up and thereby melt those icecaps,” Mr. Tucker responded.

“You know that old truck that sits in our yard at home, Charlie, with the flower garden coming out of the hood?  We parked it there about ten years back, before you were born, and bought a very functional, fuel-efficient car.  By that choice alone, we are helping to keep our planet cool and slow the melting of the ice,” Mrs. Tucker added.

“But how does that keep our planet cool?” Charlie questioned, with a puzzled look on his face.

Mr. Tucker jumped in, saying, “Well, the old truck used an awful lot of gas and was not at all fuel-efficient. The CO2 emissions coming out of its muffler were affecting our world’s temperature system in a negative manner.  So, by choosing a very fuel-efficient car that doesn’t expel as many fumes, we are reducing our carbon footprint and our harm to the environment and icecaps!”

This tended to be the type of conversation for the next couple of hours until they landed.

After landing the Tucker’s then took two other short flights where they  finally landed in Greenland. Once in the lobby of the airport, they then met the kind Inuit family that they were going to stay with for the next couple of days.

After settling in and having a wonderful lunch and some tea, as well as listening to the vibrant Inuit family at times speaking their own fascinating language known as “Inuktitut”, it was time to explore.

For the remainder of their day, Mrs. Tucker had planned a dog sledding adventure that would take them where they would be able to listen and watch the many sea birds.

First, though, Charlie made an interesting discovery. “Mom, look at all of the puppies, wow!” Charlie said in awe.

“Can I pet them?” Charlie asked the Inuit guide.

“Yes, just let them smell your hands first so they can become familiar with your scent,” the guide said, while demonstrating to Charlie what he meant.

“Wow, they are so soft,” Charlie exclaimed, as he was being kissed by the beautiful huskies.

As the day progressed, the Tucker family had an amazing sled ride, where they traveled in between large icebergs and watched numerous seabird colonies.  Charlie even saw a seal, and Mr. Tucker watched as a walrus dived off the ice sheets into the frigid water.

“I can see why we need to look after and value this part of our world, mom and dad.  There are so many species that depend on this type of habitat, and they love the colder weather!” Charlie said, leaning against his parents to keep warm.

“Not too many people know about the Arctic regions of our world, and we all should make an effort when home to learn even more about this region,” Mrs. Tucker emphasized.

Before leaving the north, after having a wonderful stay, the Tuckers reflected upon their visit to the Arctic, noting that they had managed to visit two hunting camps, and that Charlie did even experience a traditional igloo!

© 2011 Crystal Buchan

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Little Charlie Tucker- Not Taking Things for Granted

by Crystal June 1st, 2011 - No Comments »

Mrs. Tucker dropped Charlie off at his grandparent’s home so she could meet her husband and run some errands.

“Take care not to wear your grandma and grandpa out while we are gone, my little man,” Mrs. Tucker said, while hugging her son good bye and passing him over to his grandma.

“I won’t, mom. Grandma is going to tell me some stories and make rice crispy squares with me,” little Charlie replied.

“We’ll be fine, no worries,” Grandma Sue said, as Charlie ran over to give his grandpa a hug.

“Alright, we’ll be back by the evening,” Mrs. Tucker replied, as she hugged her mom and waved goodbye to her dad and little Charlie.

“Are we going to make rice crispy squares right away, Grandma?” Charlie asked, as his grandma came over to where he and his grandpa were standing.

“I don’t see why not, but let me show you something I saw on the news today, Charlie,” Grandma Sue said.

She continued, “It just left me with such a feeling of hope for our world and a sense that there are really good people on this planet. Come have a seat over here,” she motioned.

And so Charlie watched a video clip* about a homeless person who had been treated with respect by a kind and caring lady. Then when this kind and caring lady herself needed help, he gave back by paying for her home, so she could keep her son and daughter in her custody.

“You see, Charlie, sometimes life throws you a curve ball, just like that lady and her little children, who were just fine, living under a warm roof with no financial worries just half a year ago, and then the mother lost her job, and after that, her house,” Grandma Sue said.

“It is sad, and I hope that little boy and girl are going to be alright, and that their mom will find a job again. It’s just that homeless person is special, really special, grandma,” Charlie said, with his eyes tearing up a bit as he felt happy to have watched a video about such a caring person.

“Yes, he is. He has given help to a stranger in a time when no one else would help; he’s an angel,” she said, giving her grandchild a squeeze.

“Will he have a home, grandma, some day?” Charlie asked.

“I hope so,” she replied.

“I, I’m very lucky, aren’t I, grandma?” Charlie queried.

“Yes, you are; we all are,” Grandma Sue responded.

She continued, “Many people are having a very hard time just surviving, or as your grandpa would say, making ends meet. People have lost their jobs, their homes, their animals, and some, their kids, because of the financial strain and natural disasters, all of which have been going on in our world lately.”

“Just to make sure I understand, what does “financial strain” mean?” Charlie asked, as he followed his grandma over to the kitchen.

“It means, people who in the past would have had enough money to survive and buy the basics, food and clothing, that kind of stuff and pay for rent, well, a lot of people don’t have the money to properly survive, so they feel strained.”

“I see, then we are really lucky mom and dad both have jobs, aren’t we?” Charlie replied.

“Yes,” his grandma said emphatically. “We must always be grateful for what we have and give back to those who don’t have as much, so we can help out. That wonderful person who is homeless has more of a heart and a will to give than most of us. He sure set a good example for others in looking after our fellow beings,” she said, pulling the rice crispy cereal box out of the cupboard.

“I’d like to give back to people who are making a positive difference in people’s lives one day when I can,” Charlie said.

“Whether you know it or not, Charlie, you already are giving a lot of people such joy and happiness with your positive outlook and caring ways,” Grandma Sue said, passing Charlie a marshmallow to munch on.

© 2011 Crystal Buchan

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Little Charlie Tucker- Stargazing

by Crystal April 8th, 2011 - No Comments »

One of little Charlie’s favorite things to do with his dad was stargazing. On those special nights, little Charlie got to stay up well past his bedtime and watch shooting stars.

The best part, though, was that the conversations with his dad, and the questions that came up while they looked out into the big starry night, were so different and intriguing from the usual things Charlie thought about during the day.

There was something about the cool air and the silence that left him open to contemplations of life. This reflective thinking enlivened Charlie, and the time with his dad, he very much treasured as well.

As they sat on their back porch with their feet dangling, Mr. Tucker began to speak softly, “Charlie, can you hear the crickets and the frogs? Listen carefully.”

“Yes, they seem to be talking to one another, dad,” said Charlie, as he listened carefully and thought to himself that he would love to hold onto this moment with his dad for the rest of his life.

“Oh wow,” his dad said excitedly as Charlie was looking off into the backyard to see if he could possibly spot one of the frogs ribbetting, or even a cricket that would maybe jump into the moons’ rays.

“Oh no, was it a shooting star, pops?” Charlie asked, quickly shifting his attention back up into the sky. He moved a bit closer to the edge of the porch, as if to have a better view of the big, bold, star-studded, night sky.

“Yes, it was a big shooting star, and it had a long tail on it,” Mr. Tucker replied, pointing first at where the star had come from and then to where it had disappeared.

“Why don’t a lot of my friends stargaze with their families?” Charlie questioned, while still looking for another shooting star.

“I think a lot of people, and maybe some of your friends’ parents, have lost touch with the natural world and its glorious gifts like the stars. You know, people who live in the city can’t really see the stars that well either, so there is that, too,” he replied.

“I see, and then those people in the city should have stargazing tours and go way, way up into the mountains to see the night sky,” Charlie replied.

“That’s not a bad idea, my little man,” Mr. Tucker said, pulling Charlie closer beside him to keep him warm.

“Wow, look,” Charlie said in awe, as he pointed up in the sky and followed another star’s descent with his keen little eyes.

“Amazing,” Mr. Tucker replied, as he and Charlie both fell silent for some time as they watched the sky.

Breaking the silence, Mr. Tucker asked, “Do you want to go fishing? I know this big crater-lake up in the Interior, and the stars are even more amazing than tonight.”

“Fishing? Really? I’d love to go fishing, pops. That’s so exciting,” Charlie said, looking up and leaning into his pop’s shoulder again to continue stargazing.

“It is so dark up in the Interior, Charlie, you won’t be able to look for frogs after sunset, and you can’t even see two feet in front of you when you are walking at night. That’s how dark it is,” Mr. Tucker said, as if remembering.

“Really? Wow!” Charlie replied.

“Always remember to make time to look at the stars as you get older Charlie. Life can get pretty busy, but the time you spend with the natural world will always keep you fresh and vital,” Mr. Tucker said.

“How could I live without the stars? Every day I look to the sky, dad. I know there are stars out there, behind the clouds, and behind the blue sky,” Charlie responded, feeling huge appreciation for the sight before his eyes.

© 2011 Crystal Buchan

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