A regular Planet of the Arts supplement, Where Are They Now? traces the slug trails left by some of ECCAD'S old guard. Ex-ECCADers, wherever they may be, are invited to contribute. Chris Catalano Planet of the Arts -Vol 4-No.4-1989. C H RIS TALAN Dear Art Home, Where am I now? Actually, I’m at home, took the day off work to see the doc about the knee tic. He detected dick so it looks like back to the “Space Fucker” (my mountain bike) tomorrow. Work roughly stinks and I would rather be painting or playing music any old day, or at least have more time to stick around flirting with receptionists in all of those stuffy, corporate dickhead offices I frequent as a bike courier. Overall, the past 6 or 7 months have been or at least seen a chronic imbalance of hope, despair, acceptance and suffering. A one way trip through the cosmic blender, the juice of which has been poured into my Porta Studio, resulting in an epic 43 1/2 minute song cycle I have christened “Air Wave Kiss”. My intention was to pull out every emotional stop and let the baby devastate. It ain’t top 40 but it’s got hooks, it’s in tune and it rocks without drums or drum machines. You want a copy or a dub or a listen? Call me at 685-3887. My plans are the same as they ever were. To keep on living for a living (ie. keeping the feds off my case), to make ethereal images, haunting sounds and to perpetuate falling in love every day even though “the odds” (what- ever the fuck they are, I’m the oddest thing I know) may be against it. I miss you, you were the least institu- tional of the institutions I have known. Take care, I’ll see you ‘round. Chris P.S. (Sorry I didn’t have anything erotic happening for your rocks but go ahead and get them off without me...Oh...wait...here’s an old one: “Saw your face in a dream You screamed I creamed Saw your face in a dream” A MK Garett Chong walks into the room eating a lup-cheng. While the photographer arranges him in her viewfinder he says, “You are not a true photographer until you have dropped a Hasselblad.” (She doesnot drop the Hasselblad). “So, some guy said I would buy a pseudo- cellular phone. When I find out who that guy is I’m going to behead him.” Garrett Chong re- sents the stereotype of Graphic Designers as betraying their art for commercial success. He plays with a blue Mao cap and proceeds to cook some rice, asking first, “do you mind if I cook some rice for the lup-cheng?” An ECCAD honors grad 3 years ago, his work hasbeen seen all over town. At 26, he has already established his own company, “Ideographic.” His clientele include Anna Wyman Dance Theatre, Coastal Jazz and Blues, UBC Press, the du Maurier Jazz Festival, _ David Sandborn, the Arts Club Theatre, and a variety of corporations. Garrett prefers working in the arts sphere as opposed to the corporate world. “The Arts are very restricted, in, theix, budgets; but this, ov: ih challenges the designer more. You are able to work freer with full control of the design. All Anna Wyman said to me was ‘the body is the message.’ We talked about how our creative processes work in circles, so I encorporated a circle into her logo...For experimental Rhythms inJazz(Tempus Fugit), [tried to make animage you could hear. I chose drums as they are the most visually stimulating instrument that de- picts rhythms.” His word of advice to young designers is : ‘Don’t lose your identity, and maintain your integrity with everyone and everything. Your vision should include a long term commitment to your work and yourself.” Even if this means long hard hours. He believes the young design- ers in the city should work together, not com- pete, and only through collaboration will they change design in Vancouver for the better. In closing, Garrett chose to quote Cervan- tes: “Love not what you are, only what you may become”. 4 Sandra Lockwood Garret Chong H eS 7 A regular Planet of the Arts supplement, Where Are They Now? traces the slug trails left by some of ECCAD'S old guard. Ex-ECCADers, wherever they may be, are invited to contribute. Chris Catone Planet of the Arts -Vol: CHRIS ATALA Dear Art Home, Where am Inow? Actually, I'm at home, took the day off work to see the doe about the nee tic. He detected dick so it looks like back to the “Space Fucker” (my mountain bike) tomorrow. Work roughly stinks and I would rather be painting or playing music any old day, or at least have more time to stick around flirting with receptionists in all of those stuffy, corporate dickhead offices I frequent as a bike ‘Overall, the past 6 or 7 months have been or at least seen a chronic imbalance of hope, despair, acceptance and suffering. A one way trip through the cosmic blender, the juice of which has been poured into my Porta Studio, resulting in an epic 43 12 minute song cycle I have christened “Air Wave Kiss”. My intention ‘was to pull out every emotional stop and let the baby devastate. It ain't top 40 but it’s got hooks, it's in tune and it rocks without drums or drum machines. You want a copy or a dub ora listen? Call me at 685-3887. ‘My plans are the same as they ever were. ‘To keep on living for a living (ie. keeping the feds off my case), to make ethereal images, haunting sounds and to perpetuate falling in love every day even though “the odds” (what ever the fuck they are, 'm the oddest thing I know) may be against it I miss you, you were the least institu: tional of the institutions [have known. Take care, Ill see you ‘round. Chris PS. (Sorry I didn't have anything erotic happening for your rocks but go ahead and get them off without me...Oh...wait..here’s an ‘old one: “Saw your face in a dream ‘You screamed Tereamed Saw your face in a dream" & EV MYTHS OF THE Mt Garrett Chong walks into the room eating a lup-cheng. While the photographer arranges hhim in her viewfinder he says, “You are not a true photographer until you have dropped a Hasselblad.” (She doesnot drop the Hasselblad). “So, some guy said I would buy a pseudo- cellular phone. When Ifind out who that guy is Tm going to behead him.” Garrett Chong re- sents the stereotype of Graphic D betraying their art for commerei plays with a blue Mao cap and proceeds to cook some rice, asking first, “do you mind if T cook somerricefor the lup-cheng?” AnECCAD honors grad 3yeareago, his workhasbeenseenallover town. At26, he has already established hisown company, “Ideographic.” His clientele include ‘Anna Wyman Dance Theatre, Coastal Jazz and Blues, UBC Press, the du Maurier Jazz Festival, David Sandborn, the Arts Club Theatre, and a variety of corporations. Garrett prefers working in the arts sphere as opposed to the corporate world. “The Arts are very restricted, in;theix, budgets, lt thie ov challenges the designer more. You are able to work freer with full control of the design. All Anna Wyman said to me was ‘the body is the message.’ We talked about how our creative processes work in circles, so I encorporated a circle into herlogo...Ror experimental Rhythms inJazz (Tempus Fugit you could hea: most visually sti picts rhythms: His word of advice to young designers “Don’t lose your identity, and maintain your integrity with everyone and everything. Your vision should include a long term commitment to your work and yourself.” Even ifthis means long hard hours. He believes the young desi rs in the city should work together, not com- pete, and only through collaboration will they change design in Vancouver for the better. In closing, Garrett chose to quote Cervan- tes: “Love not what youare, only what you may become”. 4 Sandra Lockwood wulating instrument that de- Garret Chong