An artist-run space on Front Street in Dawson City, Yukon. A community darkroom, a window exhibition, the Field Guide, and nine of us working under one roof.
The safelight stays on Tuesdays through Saturdays. Bring your own film, your own paper, or pick up a roll from the shelf. We have the chemistry, the enlargers, and someone around who can show you the trays.
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Jimmy's isn't a single artist's studio. It's nine practices sharing a roof on Front Street — printmakers, photographers, sculptors, writers, weavers. The pin on each card is rust-red because the safelight bleeds through everything in here.
Builds with what the river leaves on the bar each spring.
Develops more than she shoots. Runs the darkroom on Saturdays.
Two colours at a time. Edition of twenty, never more.
Wool from a farm in Pelly Crossing, dyed with what grows here.
Editor of the Field Guide. Keeps the kettle going.
Small panels, slow work. Mostly things seen from the front window.
Mugs for the room, plates for the Saturday potlucks.
Hands the camera around. Most of the reels live on the shelf, unspooled.
Binds the Field Guide by hand. One hundred and twenty per print run.
Whatever is up on the wall behind the front glass changes every few weeks. You can walk by it at three in the morning in December and it still counts. We treat the window as the first room of the gallery.
↔ scroll · or walk by the front window
Once or twice a year we print a slim book of what the collective has been looking at: photographs, drawings, notes, weather, a recipe or two, the river. It is not a magazine and not a catalogue. It is a Field Guide.
The room we work in was a video store. The shelves that hold the press now used to hold late-fee notices, action movies, comedies, the same three copies of every Christmas film. Most of the brackets are still on the walls. We left them up.
The front window has been the front window since the Gold Rush. We try to treat it like it knows that.
"Open when the sign is on." — Yukon Time
