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TinaPoplawski-reg"Once there was a way to get back home" with artist Tina Poplawski

Artist Tina Poplawski's heritage has an ongoing impact on her world view and her artistic practice. Descended from Polish refugees, first stripped of worldly possessions, then ripped from home and country and imprisoned during Second World War, Tina states that she is "attempting to reclaim something of this lost past, this misunderstood history – to bear witness to these fading memories and to create, out of the wreckage, a visual and ethical imagination."

Please join us as Tina discusses her practice and her art works in the current exhibition If It Weren't for the War.

frontrunners-featThe United Church at Cape Croker (Neyaashiinigmiing) is pleased that several of the Front Runners who delivered the PanAm torch to the games in Winnipeg in 1967 will be at the church this Sunday to speak and to watch with the community, the National Film Board drama of their journey, "Niigaanibatowaad: FrontRunners."

rankin-book-regOwen Sound - Monday, November 17, 2014 from 7:00 to 8:00 pm the Library is hosting local author Jake Doherty. Tickets are available at the Library for free. Do not miss out on this opportunity to hear the last author in our fall series.

Though born in New Brunswick, he now lives in Meaford near Owen Sound and spends considerable time sitting on his deck, drinking white wine -- or a good single malt -- and watching the sun go down on Georgian Bay. Most mornings though are spent in his basement office writing and taking his direction from P.D. James's "...perennial fascination with the mystery of mortality...rights vindicated, order restored."

war-music-regBy Anne Finlay-Stewart

When I was very young, I went to the cenotaph with my father on Remembrance Day. He was a veteran of the Second World War and all the other veterans were the age of my father and my grandfather. Each year I got older and they got older and it became harder to think of them as the young men they had been, the teen-aged sons of those Silver Cross mothers who were waiting for them to come home. But back at our house, my father would put on the records and sing, and we could both imagine ourselves back in the 1940s.

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