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A Free Holiday Gift For Everyone on Denman and Hornby Island

by Dante Ambriel

During this pandemic, we had to close our gallery.

We missed seeing everyone and we missed the Christmas Markets.

We loved creating presents for our community members and their families.

So, this year we decided to send out a gift to all of you to wish you a very Happy Holiday and a Happy New Year from both of us!

Over the last two years of the Pandemic, Tashi and I have been playing a lot of musical instruments together.

This November, we decided to take the month and explore the idea of doing spontaneous duets.

The dramatic November weather became our inspiration.

The wind, the leaves, the water, the frost, the moon and clouds, all found their voices in these duets.

Over the month, we created beautiful, melodic – sometimes haunting – pieces, nearly one a day – playing as a duet – Dante on piano or harp and Tashi on violin or cello.

Each piece was recorded live, as it appeared spontaneously – without any rehearsal or any corrections – so that the fragility of discovery was maintained.

As the days went by we completed 28 duets.

We put them onto two CD’s and called the set The Genesis Moment.

So, we have created a 2 hour live concert of original music for your pleasure for free.

Please visit our new web channel address Everything Luminous on YouTube next week in order to listen to the free concert.

Tashi will also post the internet address on the Taystayic Open Bulletin Board on Facebook.

Also, the finished film of Dante’s award winning play Virtual Ecstasy will be available to watch for free on YouTube next week.

Google: Virtual Ecstasy DigiStagePlay Productions YouTube 

A very Happy Holiday from Dante and Tashi at Flowing Art Studio!

 

Memoir of a Rural Sisyphus-Redux

Introduction

Memoir of a Rural Sisyphus-Redux

Bill Engleson

www.engleson.ca

For a few years, I kept a diary of my inauguration into the Denman Community. This column, recently renamed Memoir of a Rural Sisyphus-Redux, will

extract a few of my observations from a dozen or so years ago and share them. Hopefully, they will have some modern times currency. Some will. Some will not. This one was written long before I discovered Pickleball.

Exercise-Before Pickleball

November 23, 2004

Have I talked about exercise? Well, apart from the chain-gang intensity of gardening that I have referenced, probably not. I must confess that I have never been an athletic fellow. I blame, well, no one really. Growing up in the desolate wasteland of my youth, I was not drawn to team sports. It may be now the way it was then…you were either a sporty fellow (or young woman) or you weren’t. I wasn’t. I did play a season of softball somewhere in my early teens. My church fielded the team and as I recollect, we regularly got our Christian clocks cleaned.

One year in high school, a basketball coach decided to form a team of over 6-footers. I went out but was miserable at it.

I attempted boxing as well somewhere in my dispirited teens. One errant punch in the belly of the Nanaimo pub that housed the Nanaimo Boxing Club and that was the end of my pugilistic foray. While there may be some pleasure to be had in hitting someone (and I’m still ambivalent about that notion) getting hit has absolutely no attraction for me, no matter what the Society for Masochistic Inclinations (SMI) have to say about it.

But, back to high school fitness. I recall we had to do a lot of running in those days. Huffing and puffing in the foothills behind NSSS. There were lots of places to hide behind bushes, stare at the sky and dream of freedom from teenage prison.

Over the years I’ve dabbled in brief exercise regimes. For a long time, I swam regularly but a lengthy interruption due to nasal surgery dried up that source of toning. Prior to selling our city house, I did a lot of morning walking. And I’ve always liked to bike.

But now, my inclination to lethargy is my biggest enemy. More later.

Postscript: These days, 2021 and moving into 2022, I play lots of Pickleball…in-between moments of delightful lethargy, now a friend of sorts.

 

Letter to the Editor

Dear Editor,

There are so many stories that are passed on, forwarded through on-line chats, often with little verification done. Here’s one from right here on Denman. At a private party I attended in mid October, a double vaxxed guest spread Covid to a large number of the others. One person even ended up in a coma. I have not been vaccinated as I did get covid in early July. The antibodies still in my system protected me. Why is there never any consideration in this vaxxed/unvaxxed debate about people who have their own antibodies? A third group. Given my recent experience it seems evident that survivors of covid are the safest people to be around. Vaccination passports give people a false sense of security and must be abolished.  

Thomas Provençal 

 

Letter the Editor

In reply to Phoenix Riting! in the last Grapevine

I believe that the public health requirements of proof of vaccination are really fair for the general public. See the letter to the editor in the last week’s Grapevine by Stephanie Slater.

Consider also, that without those requirements of vaccination, those of us at the greatest health risk – the elderly, people with immune deficiency diseases and children would be unable to go anywhere. I do think that this is unfair to the greatest number of people. 

My own son is unvaccinated so I told him that if he is not vaccinated by the time I make it down to the U.S., I would not be able to even take him out to dinner and could only see him from a distance. He is going to get vaccinated because of a travel restriction where he wants to go.

Consider this, vaccination only gives the immune system a boost so it is safe. Also, you are protecting others besides yourself in being vaccinated AND, until we are all vaccinated there is very little chance of eliminating Covid19 from the world. This is how we got rid of polio and eliminated most of the childhood diseases that killed many. I, myself had whooping cough, measles and scarlet fever before I was 3 and consider myself so lucky to have made it to 83 years of age. Many didn’t survive those diseases.

SO, is it fair that I should be kept home and alone if the public health requirements were not in place?

Alisa Aiken

 

Grumpisms

Support for Cancer Patients

Support for Cancer Patients

By Veronica Timmons

After I had a breast lumpectomy the doctor told me that it was cancerous. On hearing those words my brain shut down. Fortunately, my partner Alan remembered everything and even wrote notes. This kind of support was vital over the next two years of my treatment at the Cancer Care Clinic. I am truly grateful for the people in my life who give me comfort, who I can discuss hopes and fears with or who help me find medical information. This community is full of people who have made the journey so much easier for me but I recognize not everyone has this kind of support. The BC Cancer Agency has published that 1 out of 2 people will get cancer in the next ten years as the population ages so most of us will know someone with it. Fortunately, my type of cancer is 85% curable and I have always assumed I would be in that percentage. So far so good.

Sometimes you don’t know the right questions to ask. The doctors, wonderful as they were, just didn’t have time to answer all my questions. I was lucky that a friend gave me a book on breast cancer. I still had questions so I talked to an island friend who had had it. She told me about the DI Cancer Support Group and that Friday I went to a meeting and I’m so glad I did. There were twelve of us and Dr. Tetz. Each person spoke about their cancer, treatment and current health. Everyone in the group listened closely and gave their suggestions in a kind and helpful way. I joined the group and have found it very helpful and safe. We pledge that nothing we say will be repeated.

Once Covid struck the weekly Friday meetings at the Anglican Church moved to Zoom (Sundays at 11am). Not everyone has a computer or likes Zoom so we have decided to meet face to face on Friday, December 17th at 1:30pm in the meeting room at the Anglican Church. All covid rules will be followed. Please contact me for more information or to be put on our list – 335-1828 or vtimmons@telus.net.

Another support for cancer sufferers is the Farm to Family program. This volunteer program cooks nutritious frozen ready-to-serve soups, stews and casseroles every other Sunday (using as much Denman produce as they can). Meals are distributed at no cost to folks who need of this support. Contact the Better at Home program at 250-898-0245 to order.

 

Bronwyn Schuster: Let the eye breathe

If you are new and want to let everyone know you’ve arrived, you might try doing a mural, a big one, preferably on the side of a public building that can’t be missed. Bronwyn Schuster arrived on Denman just over a year ago. Thanks to Covid relief funding for artists from Arts BC in early 2021, the south wall of the Denman Seniors Activity Centre is now completely covered by what Bronwyn describes as her “love letter” to the Pacific herring. A first experience of the annual herring spawn was the inspiration, the colours of the milt-infused sea, and the passionate efforts to conserve a threatened natural wonder. Where there was a blank wall of cream-coloured cement blocks, a sea spirit now gracefully feathers a school of herring through their arms as they rise towards the moon against a luminous night sky. The composition commands the wall with a calm, rhythmic sweep in vivid, harmonious tones of purple, yellow, and russet red. It has a magical quality that owes something to the tales of Han Christian Andersen and the Danish folklore Bronwyn came to know as a child, strongly influenced by her Danish grandfather. “I think of the sea spirits as preserving and protecting what they are themselves a part.”

The mural was one of four designs submitted to the DSMS board, each quite different and equally assured, an indication of her imaginative range.

Bronwyn’s involvement with murals began at a 2017 Vancouver mural festival where training was offered to encourage artists to translate their art into murals. Murals have technical challenges of scale, architectural context, and materials, especially if they are outside. Scaling can be done several ways: by blowing the design up using projection, mapping to a grid, or just making your own map of reference points with freehand markings. The sheer size of the Activity Centre wall looks daunting in that regard. Fortunately, Bronwyn found that the cement blocks of the wall formed their own grid, with two pilasters, the full height of the wall, adding vertical references.

In her own words, the design is “graphically inspired” which is to say, the mural is a gigantic drawing. If so, Bronwyn’s approach to drawing itself is carefully considered, even, one might say, analytical, and not just a freehand riff. She says she draws at three different levels: figures, seen as shapes, tonal variation, and variation of line. She tries to achieve balance, and to create room for “the eye to breathe” orchestrating clear space with detail. This accounts for why the Activity Centre mural is so immediately comprehended, with a restful effect. As an ecological fairy tale, it is a highly structured graphical narrative.

Bronwyn comes to art through her parents. Her mother is a painter, her father created geometric art in his youth. She thought she might do other things with her life, but she was always drawing, and ended up taking a year of art education at the Swedish Academy of Realist Art.

The arts program was rigorously traditional, stressing the practical skills needed to produce figurative, “realist” art, without any academic dimensions (essays, seminars and what have you), on the model of the atelier. But she wanted the skills to do better portraits, one of her primary interests, so the program fit the bill. “It was not great for my creativity,” she recalls, but she got what she wanted and thoroughly enjoyed herself, even though it took her three or four years “to recover my voice.” She went on to study in Vancouver at the SmArt School, founded in 2011, to work with those art students, self trained artists, and working professionals who “find themselves stranded and looking for more.” There she worked on her illustration which she describes on her website as “a blend between magical fiction and everyday realism, sometimes infused with a dash of humor.”

Bronwyn used to do a lot of paintings “for their own sake”, displayed in galleries. The Denman Craft Shop has a few miniature paintings, and she is working on a series of alphabet illustrations using mermaids for each letter. Some of her Space Cat paintings went surprisingly viral on the net. But she also loves taking the requirements of others and conceptualizing them through art, the Activity Centre mural being an outstanding case in point. In Vancouver, she was making about half her income from design projects. Now she is training on game art, the conceptual realization of characters or objects in one dimension (such as board games) and 2-D where the technical demands are relatively simple. Sword-guns, antler-handled daggers with nasty blades – Bronwyn’s got what they want: imagination armed with a paintbrush. The big money is in 3-D games, but that doesn’t interest her right now.

We come to the inevitable question, Why Denman Island? Part of the answer is Eastend in SW Saskatchewan, on the edge of the Cypress Hills, which she describes as ‘a small town of five hundred people and a Tyrannosaurus Rex’ (and birthplace of famed author Wallace Stegner). Her parents moved there from Banff and Calgary. She loved the sense of community, of getting to know people (something not so easy in Vancouver, she feels), even if she is also perfectly content to simply go off on her own into the woods.

There is something more given Bronwyn’s folklore heritage. “I grew up,” says she, with a knowing smile, “in a pagan household.”

 

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Bronwyn Schuster by Nel Robin

Occult Cowboy – Paladin of Justice

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Herring Moon

 

Home Sweet Denman

Home Sweet Denman

by Thomas Provençal 

Denman is a solitude,

an island on its own,

even so a multitude 

of people call it home.

There is a mix of culture 

yet a feeling, to be clan,

to share the edge of this dear rock,

take root into Denman. 

The peace that comes with solitude 

is cleansing for the soul. 

Energies of flora and fauna

amplify their role

in keeping all of us in tune 

with how to live our dreams.

Mother Nature’s at the core

and growing through the seems. 

We cater not to tourists 

though we’re along the way 

of merry masked marauders

googling for Tribune Bay. 

We prefer to gather

in self-appointed groups;

no need for pubs or parlours

when pot lucks dish out soups. 

After Hornby traffic dies

our roads become our own. 

They return to loneliness;

we’re usually found at home.  

 

A year in review for the Earth Club Factory

By Sheldon Rempel

Again it’s been quite a year at the Earth Club Factory, trying to navigate what a tourism/ community business is in this ever changing reality we live in.

I have to say that it is amazing to see all of the components of the Earth Club Factory all in one spot. With a business built on the philosophy of biodegradable, sustainable, appropriate technology, organics, art, music and salted in a bit of hypocrisy because none of us can be perfect but we try and do the best we can.

Really none of this can happen without a supportive community and supportive staff, both of which have been exemplary.

Much has been done in the last year including a new website, finishing off Ben’s pool room, a lot of work on the outdoor performance area, heck we even built a boat at the front of the house.

Our go fund me project for our marquee tent was successful and there she sits hosting a variety of events even in the depths of winter, crazy idea but the music needs to happen. Incredibly frustrating but a reality is having to abide by the Covid restrictions when it comes to performances.

Our team in the restaurant is an incredibly talented bunch of people who care deeply about what they create and how they create it. The challenge of pulling off international meals where it’s a complete learning curve on how to construct the menu, taking days of planning and organization is a wonder to behold. The vegan food gluten-free and organic range in our restaurant is extensive and done with such passion.

In the depths of the winter with administration taking up oodles of time, redeveloping the bulk food area so it is much more organized and then putting together a POS system to better organize the operations. The system will soon go live so after a few learning curves and the usual bumps along the way this should streamline and provide better analytics.

With Christmas right around the corner please drop by take a look at the eclectic line of giftware that we put together. A couple of the more popular things around this time of year are gift card, pie or cookie card. Can you imagine getting a pie or bag of cookies a month for a year, I think that’s a great gift.

Finally, thank you all for your support both staff and community. We really couldn’t of done this without you. Have a very prosperous 2022 (prosperous doesn’t always mean money).

 

New Books at Denman’s Dora Drinkwater Library

New Library Books!

It’s getting to be a lot like….. the time for sitting in front of the fire with a good book. The Dora Drinkwater Library (located in the Denman Hall building) has just bought all kinds of new books. If you haven’t been there lately, come and check out the new books.

You must wear a mask, but we’ll give you one, if you don’t have one. Sanitize your hands, and stay 6 feet apart from others, if possible.

We decided to emphasize timely topics this purchasing , so you can learn more about climate, ecology, reconciliation, and racism among other things. Here’s what we’ve added to books you can borrow if you live on Denman: Injun – Jordan Abel (Poems about First Nations)

Silent Spring – Rachel Carson
The Rabbit Listened- Cori Doerrfeld
The Innocents – Michael Crummy
The Serpent’s Tale (AKA “The Death Maze)- Ariana Franklin Relics if the Dead (AKA “Grave Goods”)- Ariana Franklin

The Fire Next Time – James Baldwin

This is the Fire – Don Lemon
Julian is a Mermaid – Jessica Love
Braiding Sweetgrass – Robin Wall Kimmerer
The Overstory – Richard Powers
Eat Like a Fish – My Adventures as a Fisherman Turned Restorative

Ocean Farmer – Bren Smith
A Gentleman in Moscow – Anor Towles
The Patch: People, pipelines & the Politics of the Oil Sands – Chris Turner
At the Bridge – Wendy Wickwire

In addition to that list of books we just purchased, which will certainly make you well-informed, Matsuki Masutani came in the other day and donated a copy of his new book of poetry! He is a local author whom I know you’ll enjoy.

The volunteers are getting lonely. Pay us a visit and check out some books.

Sharon Mackin