Downtown Bathurst Social Enterprise

Social Enterprise in Bathurst, NB

Bathurst Downtown Art & Music Co-op

Building a local/regional art/cultural co-operative environment.
Going beyond doing art purely for profit and hobby.
Past 10 months 3 days/week open to public to browse.
Discuss culture – art – social issues.

Tuesday, Friday and Saturday
10:00 to 3:00
212 St Andrew St
Bathurst, New Brunswick

Looking for partners to form art & music co-op.
In Downtown Bathurst.
To Open in Spring of 2016.
Ask Sharon about joining.

Art Space

MaggieQuinn on Peace Walk

MaggieQuinn on Peace Walk

Hand painted T-shirts for sale

212 St Andrew, Bathurst, NB

also for sale – strings and things

like picks, tuners, stands, guitar parts,

even a few guitars and cases,

drumsticks, drumskins, cymbals,

custom-made cables for instruments and mics.

Ever see a 2000 foot microphone cable?

Need one? Ask us for a price.

Open Tuesday, Friday, Saturday 10:00 am to 3:00 pm

212 St Andrew, Bathurst, NB

Daisy

Watercolour & penci Signed mso 2 1/2 x 2 1/2"

Watercolour & penci
Signed mso
2 1/2 x 2 1/2″

Watercolour & penci Signed mso 2 1/2 x 2 1/2"

Watercolour & penci
Signed mso
2 1/2 x 2 1/2″

Guys … I’d love to contribute but I have no credit card …
What is a person without a credit card to do?
If a credit card world discredits those without
What the
Do they become non-persons in this world
Is that the sort of reality we want?

https://www.kickstarter.com/projects/1519102394/de-la-souls-new-album/widget/video.html

Sunday … Again

Sunday … Again

Eureka

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Yes, I know.

Producer

Eureka

Producer

Where is the bloody producer
Off to church you say
For it’s Sunday Bloody Sunday
Well call him back and tell him
That he’ll receive no pay
Unless of course he relents
And agrees to work today

Besides what else is a church
But a place to flirt and tarry
Yes you are right so very right
It wasn’t always so
But now it is I’m sorry

It started out with Sunday best
Then those with more were doubly blest
Now what are we all forced to see
But piercings body art of violence
And lots and lots of breast

But dare not stare
In church or fair
Nor schoolhall
Nor anywhere
Lest you be accused
Of something dire
If you try to resurrect
Or re-light any fires
When oil’s all gone
And woodlot’s bare
As last resort
Then you might dare
Not today nor any day soon
Not unless you can pay
Don’t try to suggest
A more suitable hire
Just not worth it, no not today
That person of talent
Has moved away
As they so often do
His money gone
Her courage gone
Gone since ’72

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