Stories for local explorers
Moment Factory is a studio at the height of its powers. Based in Montreal, but with international branches spreading across the Northern Hemisphere, the award-winning multimedia and entertainment studio creates, well, moments: visceral, visual experiences that aim to reassess the way you interact, physically and mentally within a given environment. While this may seem like…
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Look up to the sky in Montreal’s gay village and you will see a rainbow. Six years ago, Claude Cormier and Yannick Roberge of the landscape art & design firm Claude Cormier + Associés Inc. brought a little magic to a stretch of St. Catherine street with over 150,000 pink balls cascading overhead. In celebration of Montreal’s…
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Rachel Bussin leads us from room to room of the expansive, multi-levelled industrial space with her golden doodle, Bernie, following at her heels. Possessing an air of indisputable cool, Bussin, lead designer at Lambert & Fils, takes us through the studio’s various ecosystems; from the calm focus of the assembly room floor, decorated with lush…
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In a converted, two-story factory workshop, the Atelier Neon Family logo hangs high above a work table. Classical music from a boombox radio fills the room as morning sunshine beams in. The strange glow of neon seems almost eerie in the day but doesn’t suffer for beauty or artistry. Company founder and family patriarch, Gérald…
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Mitz Takahashi is the man. A Japanese man, immersed in the expansive world of the arts. A self-made man with discipline and with drive. And ultimately, he is a man with imagination, who makes his friends smile and his coworkers laugh. During the week, you can find Mitz sitting in a shared studio space, tucked within a Mile-End warehouse-turned-massive…
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On a long, hot summer day, the clanging sounds of a train ricochet across garage doors and metal-sided buildings, filling the space between the integrated warehouses on the north end of l’Esplanade. It’s 4:50 p.m., and by no coincidence, the trickling in of bicycles, of transit-takers, of neighbourhood friends and fringe folk begins. Ten minutes to…
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