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Weekend report: Two different parties in the Downtown Eastside

October 26th, 2009 · 10 Comments

Two nights, two art spaces, two different gatherings, and yet some parallels.

Friday night, an eclectic group of people gathered at the Vancouver Centre for Contemporary Asian Art to say goodbye to Donald MacPherson, the city-hall drug-policy co-ordinator for the last nine years, who announced last month that he was off to new adventures (still not specified).

As has been the case throughout the city’s last decade of breaking new ground in drug policy, there was a wide-ranging group of people present, from Earl Crowe and Ann Livingston, stalwarts of the Vancouver Area Network of Drug Users, to the Owen family — Philip, wife Brita, and son Chris — and everyone in between: Nichola Hall, whose family started the west-side support group From Grief to Action, SFU professor Bruce Alexander, MP Libby Davis, a whack of people from city hall (Brent Toderian, Cameron Gray, Peter Judd, Jill Davidson) and a whack more from the people who work in the Downtown Eastside (Ethel Whitty from Carnegie, Liz Evans from the Portland, several of the street nurses who have actually been the most quietly radical group down there, AIDS researcher Dr. Martin Schecter). Oddly, not a single Vision Vancouver councillor was present, though former NPA mayor Sam Sullivan, former councillor B.C. Lee and current councillor Suzanne Anton did make it down, as did COPE councillor Ellen Woodsworth.

What was clear from listening to the speeches was the way everyone saw what Vancouver had gone through in the past decade as nothing short of a revolution. As Donald made a point of mentioning, at the beginning of the decade, no one on the NPA council, (“including even you, Philip”) could even bring themselves to say the words “supervised-injection site” because it was just too scary. Now, the site is an accepted fact, though, as everyone acknowledged, drug policy isn’t taking any huge leaps forward with the current Conservative government in place.

That turned the party into a bit of a rally for continuing to fight the good fight, with Philip Owen in particular calling on everyone to keep on charging into battle.

The next night, a few of the same people showed up to the slightly higher-profile party going on a block away at Bob Rennie’s new art museum in Chinatown, Suzanne Anton, Sam Sullivan, and Ellen Woodsworth among them.

As promised, the opening brought out the power crowd aka Bob’s World to talk in the cathedral-like main gallery or cluster up on the roof with its anti-conventional-Vancouver viewscape: no mountains or sea, but just the low buildings of Chinatown and then Mount Pleasant on the slope beyond.

Developers: Ian Gillespie of Westbank; Terry Hui of Concord Pacific, resplendent in a velvet jacket and pair of shoes I can’t even begin to describe the stylishness of; Andrew Grant of PCI; Peter and Shahram Malek of Millennium Developments. Along with them, the architects: Walter Francl, of course, whose firm renovated the historic Chinatown buildings to create huge gallery spaces inside; Peter Busby; Gregory and Richard Henriquez; Bruce Haden; Arthur Erickson’s business partner Nick Milkovich. Politicians past and present: Geoff Meggs, Peter Ladner, Jim Green.

Lots of arty-looking people in their 20s and 30s whom I couldn’t begin to identify. Interesting appearances by people like Jane Bird, the woman who presided over the Canada Line, and Lara Dauphinee, the premier’s right-hand gatekeeper.

And of course media types everywhere.

I thought Jane had the most interesting comments of the evening, telling me and Monte Paulsen from the Tyee that she thought Bob’s museum as a symbol of the city showing signs of really growing up. That someone would take his wealth and plough it back into the community to create a self-funded, interesting space that isn’t a big institution or formal building, but a reworking in the oldest part of the city. Comparable, we were saying, perhaps to the kind of money that Seattle’s wealthy have put into their city, with Paul Allen building the Experience Music Project while he and others contributed heavily to an art-gallery renovation, a new concert hall, a new library and other cultural institutions.

Or maybe that was just the champagne talking. There was a lot of it, plus no food, so people were getting fairly philosophical in short order. The party also sparked a mini-boom in restaurant activity in the immediate vicinity (as NRFM noted in a comment on an earlier post of mine) when people went looking for grease to soak up the alcohol.

At any rate, an interesting couple of nights, where the issues of drugs and art and the Downtown Eastside and our city, who are we and what is Vancouver, were prevailing topics in one way or another in both places.

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  • ptak604

    What, no story about 5,000 people on the Cambie Street Bridge?

  • Not Running for mayor

    Sam was also at Bob’s opening although he never ventured upstairs, even though there was an elevator. To be honest I felt bad for him, he was getting quite a bit of attention then everyone left him and he left shortly afterwards. Ellen and Tim were there as well which surprised me a little.
    Best dressed I felt would’ve gone to to Robert Fung of the Salient Group.
    I’m glad this story is getting a bit of press, having people reinvest into the community is a major positive and thankfully it’s contagious. Don’t be surprised to see another annoucement within the upcoming months.

  • Lara?

    Interesting to see Lara Dauphinee’s name right out in the open, this way, as if a big change really is under way in Vancouver.

  • Bill Lee

    …”up on the roof with its anti-conventional-Vancouver viewscape: no mountains or sea, but just the low buildings of Chinatown and then Mount Pleasant on the slope beyond.”

    Interesting. In your moves around Vancouver, have you always had a mountain or sea view?
    I’ve been on the other side of hills and never see the mountains or the ocean in my moves.
    City scapes can be interesting, though with our gloomy clouds the views are more interesting at night with the street lights and moving traffic.

  • HARM REDUCTION HUH

    This ain’t no party it should have been a memorial for all the victims of these policies. If any one has the nut’s in this group to make a difference they should rally whoever and open up two hundred detox bed’s that truly would make a difference in harm reduction.
    Insite boast’s twelve thousand registered client’s the dtes only has two hundred detox beds this makes sick .

  • Frances Bula

    Bill,

    I should have been more specific. The views from the roof of Rennie’s building are the antithesis of the kinds of views that have become conventional selling points in all his downtown condos, which are all about view view view of mountains and ocean and if they aren’t, the price drops dramatically.

  • You gunnin’ for a job with TMZ, Ms. Bula? 😉

  • Gassy Jack’s Ghost

    Perhaps there was so much press invited to Rennie’s bash because, rather than attending the opening of a new art gallery, Vancouver’s rich and powerful were really attending the opening of the most expensive real estate sales office ever built, and this was the launch of the next phase in Rennie’s most masterful marketing campaign yet: fast-tracking the transformation of the worst drug district in the country into Vancouver’s hottest and hippest new commodity.

    Sounds like he’s off to an excellent start.

    But I was hoping for a review of the art!

  • Frances Bula

    Gassy,

    I didn’t do much on the art because the Globe’s art critic, Sarah Milroy, is going to do a piece on Mona Hatoum and her exhibit.

  • I want to know how in the hell our vanouverites of BC (CANADA) actuallly survive and how many are expected to survive our “silent War on HOMELESSNESS?” This is by means “NO JOKE”

    Invasion ? or Helping one another with rational and realization as to who wants to be the boss ?

    BE AWARE OF INJECTION SITES AND IF YOU WANT TO GO TO THE DARK SIDE……….CHOICE/ LIBERTY…IS THERE SUCH A THING LEFT ?