Take a trip through Caitlin Cronenberg’s Canada.
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Imagine for a moment that you are photographer Caitlin Cronenberg. (This won’t be a painful exercise.) Your father is world-renowned director David Cronenberg. You grew up ingesting Hollywood glamour from a sippy cup. You walk red carpets and sit in the front row at Fashion Week. You’re regularly featured on national “Best Dressed” lists because, aside from being young and hot, you happen to have amazing clothes. What would your Canada look like?
Answer: Not much like the mooseand snow-ridden one fixed in the minds of millions of Americans. This month, Cronenberg presents her version through RED, a public exhibition of photographs culled from the New York Times’ expansive Canadian Photo Archive. As curator of the show, she had the opportunity to explore the archive—largely the font of those clichéd images—and then use it to express her contrasting vision of the country. “I really wanted to pick photos that are a slice of how I think of Canada: a little bit edgy and a little bit daring,” she says. “I didn’t want to pick the ones with all the syrup and fur.” Surely Cronenberg was enticed by the odd igloo. “There were no igloos!” she counters, laughing. “But there was a lot of frozen tundra. And horses, flannel and beer.”
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