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The Lost Christo Tapes

In 1991, Toronto artist Sheila Gregory read that Christo was spending over $20 million to bring to life his latest Umbrellas project, and she wanted to ask him about it. Sheila flew to New York and spoke with Christo for over an hour. The interview was played in 4 parts on CKLN radio’s Art on Air. For the next 30 years, it has lived in a drawer on cassette tape. Recently, Sheila came across it while organizing boxes of old photos.

Sheila Gregory with Christo

Today, The Agency speaks with Sheila Gregory about her interview with Christo, followed by the entire Christo interview. Listen here or find it at all the good podcast places.

Please join us. If you would like to send us your thoughts on this episode or anything on The Agency, please send us an email.

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173 Big Ideas

In 2020, I participated in the Brooklyn Art Library Sketchbook Project. My book is now archived online as well as in physical form at the Library. Check it out. You can click through photos of the entire sketchbook. I hope you enjoy it. Sheila did a book of collages as well. You can see hers here.

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One Way Ticket

One Way Ticket, Acrylic on Canvas, 2021 by Eugene Knapik

This painting is called One Way Ticket. It’s approximately 64X49″, acrylic on unstretched canvas. Still tacked to my studio wall.

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Some Winter Fly Tying

Once upon a time I did quite a bit of fly fishing, and it shouldn’t be surprising I got involved with tying my own flies to match the bugs emerging from my local streams. In the past few years, fly fishing has become more of an occasional pastime for me and I haven’t been doing nearly so much tying either.

Deer hair frog

This coming summer, my buddy East Texas Red and I plan to go on a week-long canoe trip into Quetico, so I’ve been thinking about what kinds of flies I’ll need fishing for walleye, bass and pike. This means a variety of streamers imitating leaches and minnows and it also means floating flies imitating critters such as frogs. I don’t have a lot of experience tying these types of flies.


I bought various materials which I thought I’d need online, and I’ve been looking at the work of other tiers who create flies for lake fishing, and since I have a restless imagination, I’ve been messing about with different variations at the vice without a lot of planning involved.

My neat and well-organized tying bench

When I tied a lot of flies I became fairly fast at it as I improved my skills. I’m not nearly so fast anymore, so I’m starting early and tying just 1 or 2 flies at a sitting. By the time August rolls around, I expect to have a full box of flies for the trip, enough for both East Texas Red and me.


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Liverversary, what’s that?

7 years ago tomorrow, Sheila donated a chunk of her liver to an anonymous recipient. This afternoon, a delivery person from Mad Batter Bakers in Liberty Village came by with a big bag of Happy Liverversary cookies courtesy of a very sweet and thoughtful person – thank you Charlene!

I can confirm the cookies taste like gingerbread, and not like liver and are very very yummy.

I can hardly believe it was 7 years ago. It seems like yesterday. In the words of Mr. Bukowski, “the days run away like wild horses over the hills”.

It is such an amazing and selfless thing Sheila did. She was so relaxed about it. I was much more nervous about the surgery and her recovery than she was. Of course she recovered remarkably quickly, using only a fraction of the pain meds prescribed to her.

Not everyone would voluntarily undergo major surgery to save the life of a stranger. One thing everyone can do, though, is register online to be an organ donor upon your death. Help out somebody else with a slightly used organ you won’t be needing any more.

I also want to give a shout-out to the doctors and nurses at Toronto General Hospital, the best transplant team in the land for doing such fabulous and important work.

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the c.1996 artists – photo by Hank Roest

Sheila Gregory and I instigated several large-scale art exhibitions in non-traditional spaces in the 90s and into the 2000s, of which c.1996 was one of my favourites. We got sculptor Scott Childs involved early on and then Ronald Bloore. We knew Ron from our student days at York University in the early 80s when he was our professor. We wanted to present an exhibition that featured artists at various stages of their careers, featuring work fresh out of the studio. Gradually we cobbled together a roster of artists for the exhibition, all people who were doing work we were excited about for one reason or another. Because the show featured both younger and older artists, some people assumed it was an exhibition about mentorship, with older artists presenting the work of younger up-and-coming artists, but that certainly isn’t what we thought we were doing.

That’s Sheila Gregory on the far left. Beside her is Jim Tiley, then Ron Bloore, David Partridge, Ray Mead, me, Scott Childs in the back, Claude Breeze sitting down, George Papas, Tim Noonan and Angela Leach. The photo was taken in Bloore’s studio by his studio assistant Hank Roest. Jim, Ron, David and Ray are gone now. It was fabulous to work with them.

We decided to try to fund the exhibition ourselves without seeking any public money, then make back the seed money by producing and selling catalogs and also by having a huge opening bash and selling lots of beer. As it turned out, this was a viable method of putting on exhibitions although it wasn’t without risks and problems.

The first challenge was renting space at low cost for a month for the exhibition. A couple years earlier we had rented some space for an exhibition from a fellow named Mort Rapp. Mr. Rapp, as it turned out, was well known as a supporter of the arts and a collector as well. He was willing to give us a reference to another landlord. We found a great space at Bathurst and Adelaide owned by a fellow named Elliot Title. Mr. Title knew Mr. Rapp. Mr. Title was willing to rent to us but he was nervous. He was nervous for every good reason because a previous tenant ran a boozecan in the space which caused him grief. To rent the space from Mr. Title, we had to get insurance (standard) but also, he wanted some collateral, so I brought him 4 large paintings which he locked away. If his space got trashed or there were other problems, he was going to keep the paintings.

At some point close to the beginning of the exhibition, some local resident caught wind that we were going to have a big art show and worried we were going to open another boozecan. That individual contacted the local City Councillor, who immediately started creating problems. We explained that we were going to hold an art show for a month, and that yes there would be an opening gala but we would have a liquor license and everything would be on the up-and-up. The Councillor wanted us to appear at a City Council meeting to explain what we wanted to do. We talked about this and decided the only reasonable thing to do was to ignore this request.

We did in fact get a liquor license, and the local politicians didn’t follow up with us. Did the opening gala meet the requirements of the license? All I can say to that is we did not get shut down, so everything must have been fine. The evening of the opening might have looked kind of like what you might see at a boozecan, with a cash bar, lots of people, and a band (somehow or another we arranged for the fabulous Subtonic Monks to play at the opening). The band was great – even our landlord was dancing to the spirit drummers. Everything was more or less orderly, and we were able to pay the bills – and I had no trouble retrieving my paintings from our landlord after the show.

Previous to c.1996, we did an exchange project with a group of artists from Chicago, and then there was The Strachan Project, which was in a big old building on Strachan Ave south of Queen W. The year after c.1996, we did another circa show – c.1997, and in 1998 we put on an exhibition called Canadian Shield, which caught a good deal of attention. Later there was Meat and another version of Meat in Montreal, and there was Great Lakes at the old Harbourfront Gallery. I think the biggest of the exhibitions we instigated was called Big Show, in a 10,000 square foot space which was once a pool hall on College St. I say instigated because while we got them started, each of these ventures took on a life of their own. Some artists were in multiple exhibitions, others in just one. We weren’t out to create any kind of cohesive collective. We were more interested in generating a series of exhibitions with a variety of artists.

It’s been quite some time since we’ve done anything like this. Looking at the group of exhibitions now, I’m really proud of them. I can tell you a bunch of artists getting together to organize something can be pretty challenging. There are a lot of egos involved. As well, there were a lot of logistical obstacles to navigate, not the least of which was getting space. It was never possible to get space until within 2 or 3 months of the show, and that was very anxious. In those days, there were a lot more odd-ball spaces around that we could turn into exhibition space. I think it would be a lot more difficult in today’s Toronto.

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From the archives….

A postcard from Sol LeWitt

Let’s hop into the way-back machine for a moment. When dinosaurs roamed the earth and I was an art student at York University, I was given an opportunity to participate in the execution of a Sol Lewitt wall drawing at the David Bellman Gallery here in Toronto. This postcard from Mr. LeWitt is a momento of that experience.

We had this tucked away somewhere or another here in the house and I couldn’t have told you just where. It’s recently made a return appearance here at 27th Street.

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