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Artists scheme over schemas

Digital Salvage 20 Apr 2025

Making art discoverable for everyone. Our community-built schema tool levels the playing field, helping artists and arts...

Canada Goose It stands where steel forgets it’s steel—among colour bleeding from walls, among echoes not meant for birds. A pause with feathers. A poem without lines. Graffitied stillness, urban myth. Something sacred hums low under the bridge, and the goose listens.

It stands where steel forgets it’s steel—among colour bleeding from walls, among echoes not meant for birds. A pause with feathers. A poem without lines. Graffitied stillness, urban myth. Something sacred hums low under the bridge, and the goose listens.

Canada Goose

Tony Eetak 18 Apr 2025

The goose under the coloured bridge Beneath the bridge, in a pocket of stillness layered with shadows...

Provencher $Provencher Bridge floats between breath and concrete, a tethered gesture over water’s slow murmur. Light fractures across its spine like memory refracted—half civic promise, half spectral hush. It does not span space, but thought—an architecture of pause, where crossings blur into echoes and the river forgets which way is forward.$

Provencher

Tony Eetak 18 Apr 2025

We never grew up with bridges like this—suspended, sweeping, confident in the air.

Where Trains Rumble, Walls Talk

“If you fall, get up.” We found it ghosted beneath the railway bridge, where rust runs like tears down concrete cheeks, where the wind holds its breath beneath traffic’s hum. A phrase not shouted, but etched—faint, hand-drawn— a weathered whisper surviving winter’s bite and autumn’s sigh. It is not just a sentence; it is a gesture, a lifted chin in the chill, a soft defiance sprayed in silver, where no one is watching, but someone once needed it most.

Where Trains Rumble, Walls Talk

Tony Eetak 18 Apr 2025

It’s easy to miss if you’re just driving by, but under the railway bridge near Higgins and...

Empowering Northern Arts Through AI Research suggests AI isn’t replacing northern artists—it’s openinig up the potential for them go further.

Empowering Northern Arts Through AI

Jamie Bell 18 Apr 2025

Artificial Intelligence is reshaping industries around the world—and now, it's opening new possibilities for the northern arts...

Digital Literacy Is the New Studio Practice studio-digital-literacy-artists-winnipeg

Digital Literacy Is the New Studio Practice

Digital Salvage 17 Apr 2025

Artists today aren’t just painting on canvas—they’re coding, curating digital spaces, and negotiating algorithms. In a world...

Redefining Authorship and Agency in AI-Driven Art deterritorialization-ai-art-music

Redefining Authorship and Agency in AI-Driven Art

Jamie Bell 16 Apr 2025

Over the past year, AI-driven art has exploded into a global phenomenon, propelled by breakthroughs in generative...

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New Spaces

Tony Eetak 15 Apr 2025

Walls We Walk By: Higgins and Main In Winnipeg, graffiti always pops up like little surprises scattered across the city. We found this one under the bridge near Main and Higgins.