Art that took 10 years to finish: a forest deity.

In 2004 I went for a hike on the Niagara Escarpment in Hamilton with a dear friend. We found some deer bones by the railroad tracks and I felt compelled to collect them, wash them, and together with other bits and pieces I had collected on hikes and the like over the years (pockets are for filling, ya know), I forged a creature small in stature but large in spirit: a sort of forest diety representing all the life of the forest, the passage of time, rebirth and renewal. He is made of all organic materials, and notably, his heart is the hard, smooth, dark, shiny seed of some unknown tree that floated right up to me on the surface of the ocean in Costa Rica, some many years earlier. I adored him and respected him, but became greedy in my desire to keep him close. But he does not belong to me, and cannot belong to anyone. After nearly 10 years in storage, I finally took his crumbling body and fresh hemp twine back to the same area of the escarpment with that same dear friend. While Joe was so kind as to document the process, I rebuilt this creature of sticks and bones, selected a subtle place for him at the base of a tree, and adorned him with flowers. I built a medicine wheel around him, gathering stones of appropriate sizes and placing them around him – a large stone in each of the four cardinal directions, and a smaller stone in between each of these. Properly returned to his home, we hiked back, and he remains there to grin in the moonlight, be sniffed by squirrels, have spiders’ webs crocheted into his ribs, be landed on by butterflies, and gradually melt back into the forest.

Photography by Joe Sneep and Candace Bell, 2013. To see the rest of the images, visit the Forest Spirit page on my official website, here.

Rebuilding the Bone Man

forest spirit

Foxes howling in my ears

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On some days

The past can sing

So loudly in my ears.

But no song

Can revive the crumbled dust

Of yesterday

And place it in front of you

Unless

You chose

To sing along.

 

Sometimes I feel like I missed out on so much, all those years

And then I remember

That there is no normal

And we’re all just here

With our frozen pasts behind us

And ahead nothing but space

To be filled with choices

We make

Now.

mad rabbit apARTment therapy

Right to the point: check out my art in an uber cool Toronto loft here.

The Thinkers in Shelly's loft

So pictured above, hanging out with their new furry orange friend Molly, are three of my peeps with a couple of Kate Domina‘s girls. Remember The Thinkers? Well this is their home, in the chic, funky loft apartment of Shelly and Tim, just featured in Apartment Therapy.

My art, in a very hip apartment, recently featured on Apartment Therapy. 

Having trouble finding images of my work on the A.T. page? Click “open slideshow” under the top image, or any of the images, and click through.

Also nice to see that the creations of mine and Kate’s are still buds – Kate and I did a show together downtown last winter. Her art is pretty sweet – if you haven’t checked it out, I suggest you get to it!

xo

ARTIST INTERVIEW at WANDERING EDUCATORS

La Prism de Candace

Hey there! I live in a prism now! It’s lots of fun and there are at least 5 of me at all times. I get to think so many thunks at once!

I’ve been meaning to post for a month now: Wandering Educators interviewed me! You can check it the pictures and the words over here: TA DA! Hope you enjoy it. …Let me know what you think?

xo