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The New Normal

25 Jul, 2020 - 29 Aug, 2020

We’ve all received the emails. Hundreds of opening lines containing some variation of ‘in this unprecedented time’. We emerge from our homes like the first cavemen, blinking into the sun, wary of mammoths, or the maskless, and dreaming of the ages of patio brunch. In this unprecedented time, how do we build a new normal? What will it look like on the other side of our isolation?

In this exhibition, we feature works from a number of our artists which focus on themes of fragmentation, separation, isolation, death, and renewal. Empty rooms are invaded by wild life, homes stand in quiet solitude, words are burned, shredded, and re-woven into new books. In each work you can meet the passing of time, sometimes infinitely slow as to be unnoticeable (as we all felt this spring) but emerging, as spring does, on the other side of growth. After all, this is the New Normal, and we hear it in every tick of the clock. It’s easy, having spent so much time in our caves, for life can feel like a bell without a tongue: muted, silenced. But any bell can ring…if you hit it hard enough.




We’ve all received the emails. Hundreds of opening lines containing some variation of ‘in this unprecedented time’. We emerge from our homes like the first cavemen, blinking into the sun, wary of mammoths, or the maskless, and dreaming of the ages of patio brunch. In this unprecedented time, how do we build a new normal? What will it look like on the other side of our isolation?

In this exhibition, we feature works from a number of our artists which focus on themes of fragmentation, separation, isolation, death, and renewal. Empty rooms are invaded by wild life, homes stand in quiet solitude, words are burned, shredded, and re-woven into new books. In each work you can meet the passing of time, sometimes infinitely slow as to be unnoticeable (as we all felt this spring) but emerging, as spring does, on the other side of growth. After all, this is the New Normal, and we hear it in every tick of the clock. It’s easy, having spent so much time in our caves, for life can feel like a bell without a tongue: muted, silenced. But any bell can ring…if you hit it hard enough.




Contact details

17 Morrow Avenue Toronto, ON, Canada M6R 2H9
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