Art Dates & Location
June 28th – August 31st
Montmartre, SK S0G 3M0
(in-between the north end of 2nd & 1st St to the east of the Eiffel Tower Replica)
Vicky Sabourin lives and works in Montreal. She holds a master’s degree in visual arts from Concordia University. Her work has been presented in art galleries, museums and artist-run centres in Canada, the United States, and Europe. Recent solo exhibitions of her work include Les Curiosités at the Musée national des beaux-arts du Québec (MNBAQ), Danse Macabre at L’Oeil de Poisson in Quebec city and at Sporobole in Sherbrooke. Warmblood has been exhibited across the country; from Eastern Edge Gallery in St John’s Newfoundland, Struts Gallery in New Brunswick, the Hamilton Artists Inc in Ontario to Access Gallery in Vancouver. Sabourin’s piece Lac caché was part of the event Manif d’art 8, Biennale d’art contemporain du Québec, presented at the MNBAQ. In December 2014 she was named emerging artist of the year by the newspaper La Presse and was a finalist for the Pierre AyotAward. She is a recipient of grants from the Conseil des Arts et des Lettres du Québec and the Canada Council for the Arts.
The flat topography of Montmartre gives me vertigo. I understand a dense forest at night, the depth of a chasm, a cliff, the rolling hills, an old cabin in the wood, the bottom of a lake but I don’t understand the vast plains and their flatness. I am lost in a sea of grassland and I am having a crisis of flat-sickness. Words are emerging on the page of my notebook, piling up like little mountains expressing my new giddy obsession; building a mountain.
I am annoyed by my own reaction — common, cliché — but the landscape speaks a foreign language. The plains are the antithesis of my personal and imaginary landscape. Every time I dig and search somewhere else for inspiration, I stub my toes on that absent mountain. The throbbing pain pervades my mind. The absent mountain is my aching phantom limb.
Most of the first Montmartre settlers were French European urbanites that left the old world in order to start a new life as farmers. The transition into a new continent and lifestyle must have been astounding. Their physical and emotional reaction to the flat land was surely greater than my own. The text-based outdoor installation refers to these settlers or anybody that came from away. The absent mountain is a symbol embodying anything monumental that was left behind. It could be your homeland, friends and family members, memories… It speaks of the weight of something or someone important that we had to leave behind.