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A scoop becomes a witness. The swirl is not dessert—it is doctrine, layered with pixel-static and the soft surrender of vanilla in fluorescence. Forty-six thousand five hundred fourteen eyes have seen it, but none tasted the same myth twice. The cone, pinned to the wall like a saint. Cold sugar, eternal return. A bite taken in Elmwood ripples into the archive of glances, archived now in memory, now in metadata. Art lives here—not in frames, but in freezers, in marker-signed mandates, in the quiet sermon of soft-serve melting into ritual.

Soft Serve Frequencies

The cold hum spills sideways across time, tasting like the absence of plans. A cone dissolves before it’s named. Somewhere between ketchup packet and ceiling tile, the sacred forgets itself. A chair is a chair is a chair is a shrine. The fries pray quietly. Kindness echoes in fluorescent.

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This project reflects Tony's dedication and hard work. From the initial meetings to the careful curation and exhibition, every step was a personal journey of learning. Through black and white photography, Tony has shared a story that honors the process, capturing moments of growth and reflection from start to finish.

The Story Behind It

Winnipeg in Black and White is more than a photo essay—it’s a quiet act of reclamation through attention, patience, and trust.

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Through Winnipeg in Black and White, I’ve explored the hidden stories of the city, capturing moments where light, shadow, and silence reveal deeper connections to place. This series, shaped by both photography and digital editing, invites viewers to reflect on the urban landscape from an Indigenous youth perspective.

City Seen, City Felt

Through this project, I sought to explore the spaces that make up Winnipeg—not as fixed landmarks but as living, breathing parts of a shared experience.

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This is where the practice breathes — not in the studio or the pitch deck, but in the exhale afterward. In the quiet after you’ve given so much. In the ordinary, where art doesn’t have to prove itself. You are not your deadline here. You are not your critique. You’re just someone with tired hands and an appetite for something simple, something real, something served with a smile and a "thanks for coming in tonight."

Art Lives in the Silence Between Bites

In the still life of a Winnipeg diner table, time rests between granules. Sugar, salt, and ketchup — the elemental trinity of the everyday — stand as quiet sentinels of memory, taste, and gesture.

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Spring is almost here. Photo by Lucy Eetak.

March Break

It’s our March break. Time for fishing derbies, short vacations and a breath of fresh air as we wait out the end of winter and the start of spring.

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