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My Life Is Greener When I Imagine Sleeping With My Neighbours Lawn
New work by C'est Moi Ce Soir
Opening Reception:
THURSDAY JUNE 8th 2006
7-11pm
Artists will be in attendance.
Location:
Magic Pony Gallery
694 Queen St West
Toronto ON Canada
416.861.1684
Running June 8 - July 9, 2006
Magic Pony is pleased to announce My Life is Greener When I Imagine Sleeping with my Neighbours Lawn : New Work by C'est Moi Ce Soir. This exhibit invites viewers to explore their voyeuristic tendencies by opening up the neigbour's curtains and giving a glimpse at what is happening on the other side of the fence. Through the peeping eyes of Jim Jam Wigwam; dioramas, sound installation, illustration and paintings are used to portray life behind closed doors. The exhibit will run from June 8-July 9, 2006. The opening reception will be held Thursday June 8th, 2006 from 7-11pm. Artists will be in attendance.
About "My Life is Greener ..."
Knowing other people's business has always been a fascination that people have indulged in. However, in this age of technology it has become increasingly easy for individuals to be completely isolated, yet maintain a high level of awareness of the outside world. Blogs and online communities have made public knowledge from what once was private information. Knowing other people's personal details is now the norm. And with this, all of humanity seems to be completely obsessed with what is happening on the other side. Why not, have a mascot to represent this sport of voyeurism? C'est Moi ce Soir have found such a mascot in the internationally ignored, tent shaped character JimJam WigWam ltd. C'est Moi Ce Soir take great pleasure (and slight embarrassment) in bringing their first comprehensive visually disturbing translation of JimJam WigWam Ltd's nonsensical ear-wigged findings.
Having spent the past three months and two working days clutching his trademark leather thong for good luck, and armed with only an upturned tumbler glass and pair of binoculars for self-satisfaction, JimJam WigWam ltd, the internationally ignored, tent shaped, story telling derivation of C'est Moi Ce Soir's two year encounter with recurrent spates of delirium is now ready to share with you his treasure chest of borrowed secrets.
Gather around and bend your eyes and ears forwards, sideways, and backwards as the trio invite you to witness the queer goings on within the 'Dwellings down Southcote Way', and confront you with some of the most sordid confessions and accusations of the 'Different Faces Echoed Daily'.
And now to end this beginning, an intervention from JimJam WigWam ltd:
'Twas the late part of the day, again.
She was in the bedroom, me on the toilet - legs akimbo, open
THEN, all of a sudden a noise broke forward:
Squelch, plop, piddle, two birds began singing, and a girl played and fiddled.
It was she!
She in the bedroom.
Him and her upstairs.
And me on the toilet - waiting.
I was alone.
She was occupied.
Squelch, piddle, dribble, two birds began singing, and she was being fiddled.
Everybody Needs Good Neighbours
JimJam WigWam ltd
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