Media Mini Residencies

The following text is taken from Front Magazine, vol. VIII, no. 3, p. 9, January/February 1997:

The mini residency program allows local artists to explore the media capabilities the Western Front end to work on projects in a supportive environment.

– Tagny Duff Steff Hoons

SPEAKER: We just got a letter from France wishing us well in our protest of the Federal government’s social spending cuts. [Loud cheers].
SPEAKER: We just received another fax from Ontario… the students are storming the parliament building! [Cheers].
SPEAKER: We all know that the arts already experience minimal funding and now the arts are in danger of more cuts…Our next speaker is here to speak to us about this issue. Please welcome Steff Hoons! [Cheers].
HOONS: I have only one thing to say to any cuts in federal social programs, arts and education… [Hoons turns around and pulls down her pants in front of the crowd of 6,000].
HOONS: Kiss my ass. Education is a right for everyone! [Cheers].
NARRATOR #1: She didn’t do what I thought I saw her do? Right?
NARRATOR #2: Yep! She just whipped down her pants in front of thousands, kissed her hand, then slapped herself on the bare ass!

Exactly who is this Steff Hoons?? Why is she interested in students and education? Why was she driven to bare her butt in front of thousands?
Stay tuned for the continuing saga of Steff Hoons and the Hidden Curriculum…

– Archer Pechawis Digital Drum 03/01/97

Archer is preparing for a performance which investigates the notion of what constitutes “traditional” Native drumming and singing through the use of a hand drum into which he has incorporated trigger pads that activate digital audio samples when struck. He will be creating video clips for the performance and fine-tuning the system during his residency.

(This piece was later titled Memory for its March 1, 1997 performance)

– Elizabeth Fischer Orphans and Dogs

Using living with/being a dog as a metaphor for human displacement that is the experience of refugees, the work will be an exploration of personal history as it pertains to the experience of all persons without the comforts of a discernible geographic perspective. And the envy and search thereof.

I have found that persons thus dislocated have a very particular mindset, a particular commonality, a particular distrust of the impermeability of nationalistic social, as well, as cultural institutions.

Statelessness is not necessarily restricted to geographic dislocation, it can very well happen if one culture displaces another within the borders of the country, within a family, within any sort of defined social parenthesis. Though perhaps not always as acute, the experience of such dislocations creates a certain sympathy among persons of similar experience. The metaphor for this would be an orphanage of orphans and dogs.