by Sarah Davidson
Did you know that Satellite Gallery loves books? We really do. We love talking about books, we love reading books, and we even sell books! For the love of books, Satellite Gallery is currently taking part in the Vancouver Art/Book Fair (VA/BF). This is our second time participating in the event, which runs from 12-5pm this Saturday and Sunday at the Vancouver Art Gallery.
VA/BF is the only international art book fair in Canada, and it brings together books, magazines, zines, printed ephemera, and digital, performative and other experimental forms of publication from nearly one hundred local, national and international publishers. Our current exhibition is actually based on a piece of writing, and we’ve had it specially bound into a book by Publication Studio Vancouver (who also have a table at the fair). We have that book for sale alongside a wide selection of publications from our gallery bookstore, and two special publications produced to coincide with the fair. These include a zine by satellite art collective The Graey, and an artist book by Sarah Davidson.
Full disclosure, I am Sarah Davidson, and the following paragraph is heavily biased by self-interest: my artist book Wander is a project based on time spent hiking in a remote part of Northern B.C. and the Yukon this summer. The content borrows from the form of a topographic map, and the formatting is identical to an actual map of a location I walked through and inhabited in Northern British Columbia. The visual information of the map itself, however, has been replaced with a layered digital collage and manipulation of the original, in order to creating an object that speaks more about the experience of being in a place than about finding a specific path through it.
Here’s the text that goes with the project: The maps were with me always—printed in an office, very matter of fact. Wrapped in plastic bags, since it always rained. I folded and re-folded them, oriented them to the land, reframed my location. I saw the glaciers: grey expanses in print, as big as my palm, half a mile higher than me, usually nowhere in sight. I looked for wide, rolling couloirs to cross. Fewer contour lines, further apart, the further the better. That pattern, the plan. When my day was done nothing changed. There was no night, and the glaciers churned slowly on parallel planes, eating the rock and paying no mind. 59.812139, -136.045212 Stikine Region, BC
Here’s a sneak peak of some of the other books we have to offer at the fair: