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  • 12 Oct 2017 6:00 PM | Anonymous


    At their 2017 annual general meeting, AEF members have acclaimed a board of 15 directors, three of whom are new.

    Returning directors are Phyllis Lambert (Chair); Phil Boname (President); Liz Watts (Vice-President, West); Michael Propokow (Vice-President, East); Simon Scott (Treasurer); Christopher Erickson; Neill Cumberbirch; David Covo; Linda Fraser; Hugo Eppich; Lois Milsom; and Larry Beasley.

    New directors are Don Luxton; Clinton Cuddington; and William McLean.


  • 17 Apr 2017 6:05 PM | Anonymous

    John Mackie included Arthur in the Vancouver Sun's "150 Noteworthy British Columbians", writing on 2017.04.17: "In the 1970s and ’80s, Erickson’s fame spread internationally thanks to acclaimed structures like Roy Thomson Hall in Toronto and the Canadian Embassy in Washington, D.C. But it’s in his native B.C. where Erickson designed many of his marvels, including the Museum of Anthropology at the University of B.C., Robson Square in downtown Vancouver and the Filberg house in Comox ... (read more)

  • 6 Dec 2016 12:47 PM | Anonymous

    The 2015 Erickson House and Garden Conservation Plan (available here) is part of a larger package being assembled, including detailed architectural plans, condition report, conservation costing, to assist in the long term conservation of the Arthur Erickson House and Garden, through a Heritage Revitalization Agreement with the City of Vancouver.

    The plan was prepared by Donald Luxton & Associates and Neill Cumberbirch Architect. At its 35th Anniversary Awards Gala in February 2016, Heritage BC cited the authors of the conservation plan for Outstanding Achievement in the category Heritage Planning and Management.


  • 22 Sep 2015 11:43 AM | Anonymous

    Larry Beasley, AEF board member, and Jonathan Barrett have recently published a book to demonstrate that a sustainable built and natural environment can be achieved through ecodesign, which integrates the practice of planning and urban design with environmental conservation, through normal business practices and the kinds of capital programs and regulations already in use in many communities. Ecodesign thinking is relevant to anyone who has a part in shaping or influencing the future of cities and suburbs – designers, public officials, and politicians.

    Visit the website, and read a review from the Landscape Architects Network.

  • 22 Sep 2015 11:42 AM | Anonymous

    Phyllis Lambert, Chair of the AEF board, recently published her book Building Seagram, which is a personal and deeply researched cultural history of architecture, art, urban regulations and real estate, as well as conservation and stewardship in New York City. Lambert was 27 when she took over the search for an architect and chose Mies van der Rohe. Through her choice, she established her role as a leading architectural patron and singlehandedly changed the face of American urban architecture.

    Read reviews from the New York Times and the London Review of Books.

  • 21 Sep 2015 5:47 PM | Anonymous

    Erika Brandl Mouton of the McGill School of Architecture is the 2015 winner of the Arthur Erickson Travel Study Scholarship, jointly awarded by the Arthur Erickson Foundation, the Royal Canadian Academy of the Arts, and the Erickson family at the RCA’s annual general meeting in the spring of 2015. 

    With the award, Erika will be undertaking a Study of Southern American States architectural iconography CA / AZ / NM / TX. “Erickson stated that the most important aspect of his work was to get people ‘to see things in a different light,’” she describes. “[My] project aims at seeing these ornamental structures, sheds, signs and other structures through a renewed angle that celebrates their cultural importance.”

    The Erickson family wishes to note, in particular, the generous contributions of Western Living Magazine to the Arthur Erickson Fund for Excellence which helped fund this scholarship. We very much look forward to seeing Erika’s report on her travels.

    Photo credit: Guy Lavigeur


  • 20 Sep 2015 12:31 PM | Anonymous


    Alan Bell talks about working with Arthur on the Abu Nuwas project in Baghdad:

    "Arthur’s large projects usually went through an extended period of gestation, with extensive studies and dialogue involving various design team members.  But in 1981, for the Abu Nuwas project in Baghdad, we were required to produce two complete, bold schemes for the entire 3.5 km of Tigris River frontage for a very tight deadline. These two schemes were to serve as the focus for an international planning and design conference in Baghdad, and to provoke clearer instructions from the ultimate client – Saddam Hussein himself.  And each scheme required a “big idea” that could only come from Arthur.

    "Arthur’s first 'big idea' – a new island in the middle of the river – had come very quickly in response to a surprise question from the Mayor of Baghdad.  But as the days ticked by, the team was getting desperate for Arthur to come up with a bold concept for the second scheme.  Then one morning, faxed from wherever Arthur happened to be that day, we received five pages of 8½ x 11” sketches that he had done on his airplane tray table or in his hotel room.  Three sheets combined to form a complete layout for a series of gardens along the banks of the Tigris, while the other two sheets provided more detail on some individual gardens, right down to species of scented trees and geometries inspired by traditional Islamic patterning."

    Photo credit: Erickson Estate Collection


  • 15 Sep 2015 6:12 PM | Anonymous

    On a sunny Sunday afternoon in August, AEF Tour Director Simon Scott hosted a couple and their six guests for champagne and hors d’oeuvres in Arthur Erickson’s “Secret Garden.” 

    The couple successfully bid for this tour at the East Vancouver Cultural Centre’s Annual Gala Fundraiser, where Simon spoke about Arthur’s life and career. Simon showed them the grounds and shared stories of the garden and Arthur’s many guests. David Stouck also read from his recent book, the acclaimed Arthur Erickson biography, An Architect’s Life.

    In a note of thanks, the guests wrote, “What a lovely sanctuary from the cares and troubles of the world! The anecdotes and readings you each shared so greatly enriched our understanding of Arthur, his life and his genius. We are so very convinced that a way has to be found to preserve that oasis for other generations.”

    The AEF wishes to thank Simon for so generously donating his time and money to the AEF to enable this lovely event.

    Photo credit: Erickson Estate Collection


  • 13 Feb 2015 12:14 PM | Anonymous

    Eulogy by Abraham Jedidiah Rogatnick at Memorial for Arthur Charles Erickson (June 24, 1924 - May 20, 2009) Convocation Mall, Simon Fraser University, June 14, 2009

    "Alas! Arthur is gone. The word 'alas', so prevalent in the English of Shakespeare’s time, sadly has no equivalent in our language today. I can’t imagine what Shakespeare’s poetry would have been like without that word which so succinctly expresses the deep groan of grief, of loss, of regret and of sorrow.

    "When I think of Arthur Erickson, as when I think of Shakespeare, I think of poetry. Arthur was eloquent with words, but he became most renowned as an artist/architect whose life and whose work can be seen as a long, lyrical, but silent poem, a song without words.

    "The first person to greet me upon my arrival in Vancouver fifty-four years ago was Arthur Erickson. Immediately I knew I was in the presence of someone rare, and over the years I marvelled at the absence of self-importance he demonstrated even as his creative vision brought triumph after triumph. To him, it was the poetry, not the poet, that mattered. I also came to recognize the nobility, courage and stoicism with which he faced the trials, sorrows and ironies of his public and private life.

    "How appropriate it is that we meet in this space, an example of one of Arthur’s many masterworks, although it would have been an amusing irony for this celebration to have taken place, as was first intended, in Christ Church Cathedral in Vancouver, a building which Arthur had once been commissioned to demolish. His design for the site was a delicate, modest tower in the bowels of which a new, bright, modern church was to be ensconced. Since I was already known as a devoted fan of Arthur’s work, I was asked to appear on CBC television to support the scheme against the explosive opposition to it that had erupted in the city. When the program was over, the cameraman informed me that if he hadn’t been stuck behind the camera he would have punched me on the nose. When I returned to the dressing room, I was accosted by a furious young actor who screamed a similar intention at me.

    "But the irony doesn’t end there. Many years later, I became an actor and was thrilled to have had the opportunity to perform in several Shakespeare plays in that fine, still intact, theatrical space.

    "Journeys to as many parts of the world as possible were Arthur’s most joyful means of education. And I soon began to see the romance of a poetic journey as an underlying theme in his creative vision. Fifty years ago, when I was asked to write an account of the Filberg house near Comox, as I was walking the path to the house through dense trees dappling the forest floor with muted light, catching intermittent glimpses of the sparkling waters of Howe Sound, I knew that, even before reaching the crescendo of the house itself, I was moving through a poem by Arthur Erickson. When preparing to write an article on this great space, achieved together with his partner Geoff Massey, I experienced a similar journey in the sinuous climb up the tree-lined road, again with brief flashes of glistening water and, finally, suddenly, coming into the presence of hte building stretching serenely over the summit of the mountain. In David Stouck’s remembrance of Arthur published in the Globe and Mail, he quoted Arthur’s own description of his Anthropology Museum in UBC 'as a walk through the forest to the beach'. And Nancy Southam, in another article in the Globe, quoted Arthur as saying that, 'Whatever you build should enhance the surroundings'. I’m sure he might have added, 'because the surroundings enhance the building'.

    "The game of Seven Stones, which Arthur taught his students to play, was another evocation of a passage through time and space. Each player was given a small stone to be located in harmony with the shape of an existing field. Each placement influenced the judgement of where to site the subsequent one. The resulting pattern could not be planned in advance, but was the outcome of an organic series of decisions determined along the way.

    "Arthur, the conjuror of a poetic world, was epitomized in the design of his own garden. Here, in miniature, he created an enticing fragment of nature with a path around its periphery which passes under trees through a shadowed series of woodland experiences at the same time that it affords a myriad of surprising views of the garden itself. But the enchanted world with which Arthur imbued the garden truly came to life with the brilliant parties he planned there, full of spellbound guests moving dreamily about as the gentle music of a string quartet or the soft bell-like tones of a Jamaican steel band wafted from across the pond dotted with flickering candles floating on its surface.

    "For nearly thirty years, I lived near the garden and, while I wallowed in the celestial sounds that emanated from it, some of our neighbours were incensed by what they considered noise, which often continued until two or four in the morning, as they also resented the cars parked in front of their houses during those stupendous soirées, not to mention the deployment of an army of secret service men blocking the intersection when Pierre Trudeau was one of the guests.

    "I loved living close to Arthur’s paradise. I loved to see the heron perched on one of his tall trees, pausing on her trip to the water to find food to feed her fledglings nesting in the nearby woods. I loved the colourful Japanese carp that drifted languorously in the shallow pool, and the two black swans that for a time glided silently, elegantly across its surface. I even loved the raccoons which invaded the garden, to Arthur’s dismay, since the brazen creatures dined on his luxurious carp. I found the peeping of the frogs that colonized the pond bucolically romantic. Again I was in the minority among our neighbours who complained bitterly of their croaking which they claimed interfered with their sleep.

    "To discourage the raccoons, Arthur set a large cage trap hidden strategically under the foliage beside the pool. He never caught any, but once one of my cats disappeared for several days. So one evening, I asked Arthur to take me to the trap to check it out, and sure enough, from the dark there emerged and exhausted, pathetic meow. This touching story was published by Edith Iglauer Daly in her book on Arthur, which she entitled Seven Stones, and which was featured in the New Yorker Magazine. But what was never published was the sequel, which reflected a more melancholy aspect of the saga of Arthur’s life and that of his Arcadian garden. One day, a couple of good Samaritans brought to the garden a carton containing a clutch of tiny ducklings which had hatched on their property, far from any body of water. They thought of Arthur’s pond and, with my help, they slipped the ducklings under a hole at the bottom of the fence. The desperately quacking mother flew over it and instantly took up tranquil residence in the garden together with her brood, guests which Arthur, indeed, welcomed. But as time passed, the ducklings began to disappear, several of which were brought to me in the jaws of my previously trapped cat. Perhaps it was her revenge, but, to me, it was a memento mori of the brutal indifference of nature and the hovering presence of death, who in Poussain’s painting of a tomb in Arcadia, reminded the inhabitants of that idyllic sphere: 'Et Ego in Arcadia': Even in Arcadia, I am here.

    "I marvelled at Arthur’s calm nobility, which I saw over the years as he lost one close friend after another to various untimely deaths. I’m sure that privately he grieved, but outwardly he seemed to accept each difficult loss as an unavoidable acquiescence to the will of nature and the inescapable darker passages in the poem of all our lives.

    "Arthur possessed an inner dignity, together with an innate kindness and compassion. The first person he invited to grace a modest structure which he added a few feet from the garage in which he made his home was Gordon Webber, his teacher and inspirer at McGill. He told the city it was to be a garden shed, but to his friends he called it a guest house, which he later attached to the humble garage to become his tiny bedroom and studio overlooking his magical garden. Gordon, a victim of polio, was disfigured, lame, an almost Quasimodo-like figure in his mis-shapen body. The reverence, affection and tenderness with which Arthur cared for him before he too died were utterly moving. I thought of Arthur and Don’s father, Oscar, a double amputee World War One veteran, who the two brothers carried in his wheelchair up a painfully long and steep staircase to visit Alvin Balkind and me when we were running a gallery over some shops in West Vancouver back in 1955.

    "Many years later, Arthur and I were judges on a jury to select a design for the Terry Fox monument at the end of Robson Street. We knew that the public was expecting us to choose a statue of Terry struggling to hike across Canada on his prosthetic leg. Arthur objected to such a statue. He insisted that the handicapped didn’t want to be remembered for their disability, but for their triumph in overcoming it. He opted for an arch leading to the stadium behind it, an arch of triumph, and influenced me and others to vote with him.

    "The public response was overwhelmingly negative, noses were out of joint and — O cursed spite! — I was chosen to set them right and to defend the choice to the press. Once again I suffered stings and arrows in the newspapers and on the radio. I was portrayed as an addled professor who foisted the design on the public who saw it as a monstrosity and an insult to Terry Fox. Yes I sometimes suffered in my defense of Arthur’s sensitive wisdom, but I don’t regret a minute of it.

    "Arthur Charles Erickson, whose initials appropriately spell 'ACE', and an ace he was, a prince and a poet among us. We still walk the many poetic paths that he created. Alas! The poet is gone, but the poem of his long life’s journey lives on."

    Photo Credit: Lyle Stafford
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