Artistic License verses Poetic License


Isn’t it ironic how it is okay for the artist of “Lucy” the bronze camel that does not sit on public property rather on private Onni property can be declared public art.  And apparently alright for a city councillor wannabe night-mayor Buchanan to affirm “Lucy” a very finely craved single hump camel as the camel used during BC’s 19th century gold rush and not the historically correct “two hump” camel.

And yet apparently not okay for me to refer or infer the bronze camel  as “unLucky”.  A number of people have politely told me I stand to be corrected her name is Lucy not Unlucky.   I was simply giving the camel a “nickname”, a caricature pun, exhibiting  my poetic muse much like the camel’s sculptor exhibiting her artistic license.  I have since gone back into these blogs referencing the controversial bronze camel as Lucy as my poetic license seems to have been a bridge too far

Unlucky Lucy stands between whereby “facts” can be altered by boundless artistic interpretations and by detracting expressions.


“Don’t Tell Me What The Poets Are Doing”… RIP Gord Downie: The Tragically Hip