The Sunday night of the 27th was an extraordinary drawing session.
The Talking Heads have a song titled "Life During Wartime", and the evening was reminiscent of that.
In Toronto, it was the weekend of the G20 summit. Because of that, the majority of TSA's drawing sessions were cancelled for the weekend. Mark, who organises the Sunday night drawing session reckoned that by 6 pm on Sunday the action would have passed, and decided to take the chance. He arranged for Z- to work, as he wanted an `unflappable' model, just in case.
Come Sunday evening, the downtown was still under very heavy police presence, and the intersection of Queen and Spadina had ended up as a touchstone spot for police/protest tension - only 2 blocks away from TSA. I accompanied Z- there, and walking along Richmond towards the school we realised our wardrobe choices - our usual black ensembles - might have been a tactical error when a group of guys on a patio shouted a joke about 'Black Bloc' towards us.
As it was, we shifted away from Richmond when we saw a mass of over a dozen uniformed police heading west on a path intersecting ours, as there had been reports of arrests and searches of random people throughout the day, if the police thought they looked dodgy.
Arriving to the school, the only soul was Mark, and we pondered cancelling, but a couple of other equally brave/foolhardy people found their way down, so we decided to go on with the drawing.
These were some 1-minute poses that Z- took. Imagine a big studio, with four instead of the usual 15 - 20 drawers, and a sonic backdrop of intermittent whistles and continuous helicopter sounds. It seemed a little unreal.
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