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MacLeod’s snowflaked movie posters: William Friedkin’s The Exorcist.
For the next hour Irwin and I talk about Rancho Rasdoul, but also what
has changed in Vancouver since we began our exploration of it as young
adults in the early 1980 s. It is a looping conversation, one I could blame
on my lack of preparation, but it is not unlike past conversations I have
had with Hill and Irwin (or indeed with others like us who were born in
the first half of the 1960 s), where a topic is not so much digressed from,
but returned to, as if ordained.
One topic we continually return to (enough to make it a topic) is what
it was to be a young artist in Vancouver in the pre-Expo 1980 s—and how
difficult it is to be a young artist in the post-Olympic Vancouver of today.
For Irwin and myself, this earlier version included cheap rent, inexpensive
food and clothing and a consumer-indifferent DIY punk culture. Most of
this earlier Vancouver existed east of Main Street, and in the Downtown
Eastside in particular, where artists and musicians lived and worked in
The Upper Barn at Rancho
Rasdoul with works by
(from left) Ken Lum, Robbie
Miller, Joe Fafard and
Sonny Assu, March 2 015
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OPPOSITE BOTTOM: T&T (Tony
Romano and Tyler Brett)
PedalBoat (2 010) at Rancho
Rasdoul, March 2 015
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and Irwin saw enough love left in its deconsecrated bones to embark on
a two-year renovation that included a terrazzo floor, a well-appointed
kitchen and a climate-control system for the display of their Canadian-
centric art collection. Since its transformation, Hill and Irwin have made
GreyChurch available to arts groups like Artspeak and Fillip magazine, who
staged the Intangible Economies symposium there in 2 0 11. In addition to
more formalized art events, Hill and Irwin have used the church to host
dinners in honour of local and visiting artists, curators and directors.
I arrive at GreyChurch to find the gate open just enough for an expected
guest to notice —the building’s rear glass door open that much wider. Wider
still is Irwin’s smile as she welcomes me from beside a table located between
what was once the church’s ambo and its nave. Although little of the ori-
ginal church architecture remains, I am tempted to evoke it in my response.
I confess this to Irwin, and she deadpans, “Don’t bother—I’ve heard it all
before.” Behind her, on what was once the apse wall, one of Myfanwy
OPPOSITE TOP: Instant Coffee
collective members Jenifer
Papararo and Khan Lee
at the dome-raising party
at Heffley Louis Creek,
June 2 011 PHOTO MARIANNE BOS
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