Oncle Hoonki’s Fabulous Hornshop had a field trip yesterday. We took horns to the Means of Production Garden for a tea party on the hillside, and played them in the amphitheatre while pretty people ate snacks in dappled shade.
This Tuesday, June 2, we will meet at Oncle Hoonki’s for 6, grab tools and horns, and parade over to Trillium for a 7pm ‘Sofa Carving Session’. Trillium North Park is on the Southwest end of Stratchcona neighbourhood. Get to Malkin Ave. and go as West as you can. Can’t miss it.
Though many other events occurred on Jasper Smashing Day, none of them present as a temptation for the sacrament of day-naming compared to the actual smashing of said jasper which happened in under an hour way back at the beginning of my very long day. Rightfully speaking, Mowing the Grass Day has more legitimacy given that it took more time.
But let’s stay on topic, yes?
And now, looking at this photo and remembering the force it took to drive ’em off the core, I understand why my back hurts.
As of last week, we are outside (at least partially), on the lawn at Maclean Fieldhouse, soaking up the freedom and fresh Strathcona air. The plan for June is to take it a step further and begin a series of forays to Trillium North Park so as to carve the giant cedar log into an outdoor couch. Let’s call it ‘Oncle Hoonki’s Field Trip Sessions’. We’ll meet at Maclean for 6, gather tools and leave by 6:30, march down to Trillium (5 blocks) and get at it with axes, chisels and adzes. Bring your own box lunch, since Trillium lacks a kitchen.
Please enjoy the photos of recent events and projects particular to Maclean Fieldhouse.
Did I mention the Garden Party on Sunday May 31st at MOP Garden? You should come. I should put a poster right below this.
Or in this case, a hunk of busted television screen glass, which makes a fine substitute in a city environ where obsidian is rare and costly. Lately I’ve been calling my game of large spear-point reduction ‘Screw You, Loser’ on account of the extreme likelihood of failure, with the normal outcome seeing my own project mock me for ineptitude. So you can understand my motivation to post a win.
In the following photo essay, I’ve tried, where applicable, to phonetically reproduce the sound of busy workers and their specific projects at a more or less typical evening at Oncle Hoonki’s. That being the stated aim of this missive, you may not mind if I throw in some horn/truck cheesecake and a sweaty man carrying sticks. Its been a busy week.
Desirous of a vehicle by which my community can practice low-register farty sounds on aerophones, I’ve scheduled an ongoing, twice monthly Friday night at Maclean Park Fieldhouse called ‘the Bass Horn Jam’. The inaugural event is Friday February 20th from 7 – 9pm. Potluck is encouraged as is your own mouthpiece. Leave your judgement at home.
We cannot be blamed for our excitement. It is late January, 2015. The years ahead have real potential, the year before – a great momentum. But patience we must practice, for the Fieldhouse, she is getting a paintjob.
More specifically, she is getting a paintjob that will be done on Saturday, Feb. 14th. So we need to reserve ourselves a special ‘First Evening at the New Oncle Hoonki’s’ for Tuesday February 17th. I hope you can come out and play. Meantime, it’s the hurry up and wait game over at my place. Cramped, but legit.