Issue 13

Student Mixer Mural

barbara ottevaere - the road - issue 13


Concordia Student Mural

November 2022

76 x 36 inches

Mixed media on paper


The impetus for our all event was a renewed sense of community with a full return to on-campus activities and classes. We wanted to create a space where people could come together, connect, exchange, and have fun making art side by side. Our event was open to all Concordia students. The result of that evening is this collective mural artwork. It is a joyful, colourful, manifestation of what we can accomplish together and also brings hope as impetus for community collaborations and connections in the future. Our team thanks all the students who brought their lively energy to our activity and contributed to the mural.

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Guillaume Chabot

3rd year, Film Production

 d • é • f • l • é • c • h • i • r • e





This work presents two faces of the same person–the One and the Other. The One fell into a cliff, trapped and tied into a sordid dark space of mindless copy-pasting, of fading thoughts. The Other is still running free in an infinite space of childlike wonder, producing the original material of sincerity that feeds the manufacturer. Yet as the Other nears the edge of the cliff, the hope they carry is enough to wake the One from its stagnation. The One can warn the past, but will it come in time to break the circle?

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armaan mohan - the search_01 - issue 13

Armaan Mohan

4th year, Film Studies

The Search

poetry and images



The Search explores my search of hope amidst my struggles with depersonalization and derealization that accompanies my OCD. This was something that got really bad in 2022, but is slowly improving as the new year comes and the possibility of healing seems more plausible. Writing this poem was strange because everything came from inside me, but I couldn’t even understand it as it was happening at the time. It ends on a hopeful note because I know things will get better.

The Search

My biggest qualm with my upbringing

is that Human is the most advanced being,

and to regress is a result

of our accrual of karma.

For I would rather be like a seed,

who knows not if it will sprout

or if its efforts to start afresh

will be crushed by the impact of a bocce ball.

For it has accepted uncertainty wholly

and understood the limits of life in all its glory.

The fish seems happier,

its crooked smile never disappears,

whether in the epipelagic or abyssopelagic zones,

nor the poissonerie or in human shit.

My obsession with knowing

has birthed twenty extra fingers

that wrap around the neck of the Self.

And what if I told you the Self can break?

Yes, into a thousand shards of glass,

but no, you cannot step on them –

especially without socks on.

And can I ask you a question?

Why didn’t Medusa just look at herself in the mirror,

turn to stone

and escape the cycle of pain?

Maybe that wouldn’t work

(I’m not too well versed in Greek mythos)

but I would’ve done anything I could to help her

in all my broken stupor.

And I love you,

even though you don’t believe it,

even though you don’t care.

(although I secretly think you do)

I love the way tea travels down your throat,

the way cotton leaks out of your orifices,

how you dice shallots,

and your desire to take it up the ass just to feel real.

I promise you

the way your hair curls is special.

The patterns remind me of a hermit crab shell,

the one you broke when you were younger, remember?

But don’t feel guilty,

it was bound to happen.


Even though I keep reciting transmutative incantations

into the reflection on my fingernails,

I’ll never become a seed, no.

Nor a fish, no.

So I must deal somehow.

I have some ideas:

Roleplay as a rotting corpse before bed,

Dig soil until callouses form on my fingers,

Kiss, and kiss, and kiss, and kiss,

Let the sun melt the plastic off my face,

The 5-4-3-2-1 technique.

And for the first time in a while,

I remember that God exists.

I ask him to help me be present,

he says he can’t do that.

But just for me,

he raises the global temperature so high

that the shards of glass melt into a larger float.

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andrea chenier - revival - issue 13

Andrea Chenier

2nd year, Studio Arts and Art History


60 x 20 inches

oil on canvas



My painting Revival is about the hope that the changing of the seasons brings. I and many others struggle with winter and the seasonal depression it brings along. In this painting I explore the feeling of being saved when the snow begins to melt, and the trees start budding. The figure on the left of the painting represents myself or anyone else who struggles with winter like I do. Their clothing is wrinkled, and they appear tired, weighed down as they rest on the figure to the right, which represents the coming of spring. This figure appears happy and wears a pretty summer dress, painted in bright pinks, blues and yellows. The two figures clutch each other’s hands tightly. For the figure on the left, it is because they desperately need the smiling spring woman. The smiling woman clutches back, appearing happy to be a saviour for this person. Spring is my impetus for joy. 

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khalil naouai - words of encouragement - issue 13

Khalil Naouai

3rd year, Studio Arts

Words of Encouragement

18 x 12 inches

ink, digital color



This comic was made thinking of the glimmers of hope that begin to emerge in a time of grief/mourning. Little by little the balance of pain to hope starts to shift towards the latter. Words of Encouragement was made for myself, trying to ignite hope in a time of feeling helpless. I can only hope it can do the same for someone else. 

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Jayden Couper

1st year, Studio Arts





‘Seventeen’ explores what it means to grow up and live in an ever-changing landscape. It dives into the abrupt personal discovery that life is going to be constantly filled with change, and adapting, and growing. Change has never come easy to me, and big transition periods can take even bigger tolls on me. With this short film I have finally allowed myself to understand that it is these changes that, although scary, are also beautiful and play a necessary role in forging forward on my own perfectly imperfect path. 

A red line runs through various clips and images forming a connecting pathway. The line twists and turns, never being still or stagnant, representing the difficult and necessary ever-changing pathways we all follow. Places, people, and things, these are the changing elements in our life that make us who we are. Where are we going? Who knows. All I know is we have to keep moving and changing to get there.

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barbara ottevaere - the road - issue 13

Barbara Ottevaere

5th year, Ceramics

The Road

10.5 x 8.5 inches




En filigrane de ce collage qui semble à priori représenter toute la fougue et l’insouciance de l’enfance se trouve l’élan que chacun porte en soi durant sa prime jeunesse. Il me semble que c’est cet élan qu’il faut tenter de retrouver lorsque, devenu adulte, la vie nous fait traverser des moments difficiles. En personnifiant la route qui jalonne notre vie en une silhouette à la fois joueuse et frondeuse, j’ai voulu mettre l’accent sur l’importance du désir comme élément vital.

At first glance, this collage seems to evoke the passion and carelessness of childhood that finds its momentum through our early years of life. It seems to me that we must find our way back to this feeling once we’ve entered adulthood, as life can sometimes bring us difficult moments. By personifying the road, which represents our journeys through life, into a joyful silhouette who appears rebellious and playful, I wanted to emphasize the importance of desire as a vital element in life. 

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scott cowan - infinite - issue 13

Scott Cowan

2nd year, Film Animation


33 inches x 25 inches (3200 x 2400 pixels)

digital collage



As an artist, my drive, or rather, my impetus to create is directly related to my mental health.  In many ways art is a form of relief from the stresses of our world, especially one still reeling from the still ongoing COVID-19 pandemic. Infinite, as the piece is known, is a small part of a larger series I’ve been doing. The series focuses on surreal collages depicting vivid motions, with themes of euphoria, vulnerability, and passion. This piece depicts a statue of Galileo in the midst of a sea of surreal colors and images, depicting both our world and his own. With the line, “you are loved, you are infinite” I want to convey reassurance for when we feel unwanted or lonely in the midst of our own personal struggles to regain our energy, our drive, our impetus.

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tanya pavan - Figuratively Speaking I - issue 13

Tanya Pavan

1st year, Studio Arts

Figuratively Speaking I

54 x 36 inches

wool embroidery on canvas



Figuratively Speaking I, is an ode to the impetus of hope as it looks forward not only in the way the female figure gestures upward, reaches upward, with her physical body, but also as a tribute to the forward movement and momentum I find within myself in my own artistic practice. Hope spun from, and entangled within, as I set myself up in my first year as an art student, with a forward looking gaze at what I may be able to find within myself, and within the identity I share as an artist and art student. Hope of what I and we may garnish and gather from this artistic community we now share with others around us.

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Levana Katz - swarm - issue 13

Levana Katz

6th year, Studio Arts


collection of pieces ranging between 7.5″ x 20″ and 4″ x 12″

screenprint on paper, beeswax



Swarm is part of an ongoing exploration of Hebrew calligraphy as a reference for my drawing practice. Hebrew calligraphy is an important part of my connection to both my Jewish heritage and my family, as it is a skill my mother passed on to me.

In these silkscreen prints, the fluid lines of the Hebrew letter “Lamed” (the first letter of my name) constitute the bodies of dragonflies, my mother’s favourite insect. In Jewish Mysticism, dragonflies represent transformation. While the Hebrew letters are reimagined as dragonflies, a symbol of continuity and change, they are encased in wax, a static material. The organic forms of the prints carry the tension between preservation and growth, as the final sculptures signal to a swarm of dragonflies in flight, insects encased in captivity, or a calligraphic signature.

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ana teodorescu - god please help me - issue 13

Ana Teodorescu

5th year, Studio Arts

God please help me

40 x 40 inches

acrylic on canvas



This painting represents the cyclic challenges one experiences through life and proposes some solutions. In the center, a character shows a Tai Chi movement that looks like flying, representing harmony and peace. The one on her left is struggling through the process, but experiences different states of emotions, good and bad. Near the left edge, a rower rows against an impossible vertical river and encourages one to enjoy life as crazy as it seems. Above him, two people are carrying a boat as a reminder that help is available and one should ask for it. On the right side of the painting is a ballet scene, which symbolizes grace and kindness as a means to appreciate life.  At the top we can see a flying dove, symbol of The Holy Spirit, Who illuminates our true potential, telling us to keep the faith and move forward through the cycles.

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cat Lipiec - this dude is everywhere - issue 13

Cat Lipiec

2nd year, Ceramics

This Dude is Everywhere

dimensions variable

fibres (tissue paper, clear tape, string)



This Dude is Everywhere aims to bring people together through smiles, laughter, and even confusion. When we live in a world filled with poverty, inequality, climate change, and so much more, it’s no wonder so many of us struggle with our mental health. The goal of this piece is to make people smile. These wildly colourful wearables have a magical effect on those that encounter them. I occasionally strut the streets of Montreal in the suits to see how people react to something random and unobtrusive interrupting their everyday lives. Made from party supplies, the suits bring people together through these encounters. In November 2022, I invited a group of people to take part in a parade with 16 smaller pieces they could choose from and put on however they pleased. Together we embarked through the Concordia tunnels and library, and everyone who participated commented that it was exactly what they and their exam-ridden classmates needed; a spark of hope and laughter in the community. 

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Nini-Learning to fly - issue 13


2nd year, Studio Arts

learning to fly

32″ x 40″ x 1.5″

fibers (wool roving-felting, wool yarn-crochet, poly-fill, and found objects)



There’s a recurring spirit of playfulness in my practice and often imagery that may be associated with a lighthearted childlikeness. With my hands and fibers, I build the key to the world I want to live in. Whenever someone puts on these wings, the entrance of a world abundant in care and kindness reveals itself. In this space, the one who believes in patiently waiting for the wind reaches higher heights than the one who can only flap their wings the fastest; the one who contributes what they can is fuller than the one who takes it all. I hope to create this place, learn in this place, and make this place my home.

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hannah louisy - underneath a red sun - issue 13

Hannah Louisy

6th year, Studio Arts

Underneath a Red Sun

13 x 12 inches

pencil crayon



A figure lays down in a sea of grass. They place their hands over their heart as a white cocoon-like substance engulfs them. The blades of grass appear blurred by motion and converge at a point above the person’s head. The viewer feels like they are rushing forward, towards a place directly under the giant red sun. 

The cocoon substance around the figure represents a site of self transformation or decomposition of the ego. It can be armour but also a prison with an open door. It traps the figure onto the ground, but doesn’t fully engulf them, so they can break away at any point. There is a sense of warmth that comes from the size and colour of the sun and the figure’s hands over their heart. 

This piece contemplates the act of surrender, an act that innately requires a blind sense of hope. When you surrender to what is and what will be, you are placing trust in yourself, the world around you, and trust in the future. In this way surrender, trust, and hope go hand in hand. 

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