Ada

Ada Denil – Nova Scotian Artist

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  • Sculpture
    • Copper Seaweed, 2025
      • a Room, for a While: LSA Artist Residency 2025
    • RENT FREE – cubes 2023-ongoing
      • RENT FREE – cubes 001 – 023
      • RENT FREE – cubes 024 – 042
      • RENT FREE – cubes 043 – 056
      • RENT FREE – cubes 057 – 086 * LSA Residency
      • RENT FREE – cubes 087 – 108 * LSA Residency
    • Steel House Plants 2023
    • Visible Cities, 2021
    • Steel Drawings, 2017-21
    • Lathomenon, 2020
    • Infants, 2019
    • Retrospectral, 2019
    • Profile (Self Portrait) // Self Portrait (Profile)
    • City Dweller, 2019
    • Plaster Extremities
    • Untitled (figure), 2019
    • Studies
  • Installation
    • A Room of One’s Own // Rent Free, 2023-ongoing
      • RENT FREE – cubes [001-023]
      • RENT FREE – cubes [024-042]
      • RENT FREE – cubes [043-056]
      • RENT FREE – cubes 057 – 086 * LSA Residency
      • RENT FREE – cubes 087 – 108 * LSA Residency
    • By, or as if by (Saskatoon), 2023
    • As far as, and…, 2023
    • Aeolian City 2022-23
    • Sound Installation – Beginnings
    • Reflection and Refraction, 2021
    • No Limit, 2021 (ongoing)
    • Icy Explorations, 2021
    • Vascular System, 2019
  • Flat Work
    • Drawing
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    • Illustration
    • The Pantry, 2014-16
  • Animation
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  • A Postcard Project

Sound Installation – Beginnings


Sound Intervention – Beginnings

This earlier aeolian experiment interacted with the soundscape of a popular walking trail on the south shore of Nova Scotia. With less external bustling noise to compete with. Like my more recent work, the source of the tones was not readily visible, hard to spot, perhaps never known. Through this piece I hoped to provoke the public to contemplate the tension in the air; an eerie anticipation, otherworldly stillness, but simultaneously in motion, active.

Down a meandering path across an open, frozen cove, through a forested area leading out to the far end of the walking loop. To the right there is a rocky shoal which extends out into the ocean, but most wouldn’t bother looking, let alone walking that way; it marks the far end of the beach. What I hope will happen next: A pause — Something otherworldly… A heightened awareness of the surrounding space; a mysterious chorus of tones; the tension between stillness and movement; the waves crashing and the trees swaying; footsteps echo on wood, crunch through snow, muffle in sand.

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