She was a long-time teacher at the Visual Arts Centre, which is hosting her retrospective in their McClure Gallery on Victoria Avenue. The works, selected in collaboration with the centre's director, Victoria LeBlanc, form a poignant pantheon of fragmented, twisted bodies, with a coherence that speaks not only of Lapka's great mastery of the medium, but far more loudly of her emotional involvement and personal investment in her art. Those are not easy pieces, and for some may be too painful to enjoy. These are wounded bodies, wounded by invisible pain, contorted by anguish, by what ultimately is our human lot. In this, they are you and me, and they convey this universal message with great gentleness and delicacy. The smooth, translucent glaze that is the mark of this artist, stands in for skin, pale and fragile, as if emerging from some dark cavern of the soul. A grouping of six heads, disembodied, with what could be fragments of wings - if one is to take a hint from the title, Paradis (Whispers) - floats on the wall of the gallery. Eyes closed, lips slightly parted, they commune in silence, as we strain to listen. The titles in fact play a major role in this production, they inform, more than explain. "I try to avoid any narratives and allow for breathing room and open dialogue with the viewer," says Lapka.
The exhibition is accompanied by an excellent catalogue, with essays by Victoria LeBlanc and Léo Rosshandler, and high calibre reproductions of Lapka's fascinating works.

10 ANS / 10 YEARS

McClure Gallery
360 Victoria Avenue
514.488.9558 externe)

October 17 to November 9, 2013


It is your face I do not see any more

Midnight Swimmer