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Suburban Viking

Postcard I sent to an old high school friend recently.

A few years after I graduated, my high school erected an enormous sculpture of its mascot, the viking.

Burnaby North in the 1980s didn’t had much of a sports program, but it did have a large contingent of metalheads and some well-appointed shop programs. The viking was the ultimate result of those two factors.

With its steel-wire beard and carbon-black face, the viking pre-dates the professionalized world of calls for proposals and public art juries. The devil-like sculpture, buried to its shoulders beside a hilltop parking lot where students smoked weed, glaring at the pink stucco houses below it, is of the school, for the school.

By Rob

Rob Elliott dispenses creativity under the moniker Swizzle Studio.