Artswells it’s called – an annual “festival of all things art” held in the quirky off-the-main road community of Wells, BC. I’m not sure how to describe it, or whether anyone should. In the summer months, Northern BC is a soup of tribes criss-crossing paths – hipsters young and old, the RV crowd, back road prowlers and tent city dwellers. At certain points they coalesce and mingle, like species setting aside their habitual territoriality around a common watering hole. Artswells is like that.
My partner in crime, photography and all things, Arianne Loranger-Saindon, has a website of imagery from BC’s Northern Music Festivals. It’s called Capturing Music, but I think it’s more than that. Arianne’s images get beyond the performers and reveal something about the spirit of the places and the communities that have nurtured these festivals into something more. Check it out.
Down by the riverside… maybe you’ve probably heard that tune? There’s something primordial in the phrase, it needs singing. I imagine all the myriad variations of lyrical call and response, all spreading out the backroads and the mainroads, up and down the rivers. Maybe that happens all on its own when people gather at the watering hole?