Eulogy for a cousin
Over the last 20 odd years I spoke with my cousin Calvin only a handful of times. But as is often the case with cousins, early years have a special grip on memo...
Over the last 20 odd years I spoke with my cousin Calvin only a handful of times. But as is often the case with cousins, early years have a special grip on memo...
On Saturday, May 22, art from the hearts of more than a dozen artists turned Hope Mission’s Immigration Hall into an international gallery—as galleries go...
I’m sitting on the banks of the Rideau canal—at the place it locks itself to the Ottawa river. The grass is groomed but not to the point discomfort—the ev...
In 2000 Edwin Tuts sold a painting for $26,000. In 2006 he was selling similar pieces for $100 each—to fuel a drug habit. Today, says Tuts, “Every brush s...