Title : My Urban Eyes. . . City Charms
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My Urban Eyes. . . City Charms
This has been a word-heavy week on the blog; Monday's and Wednesday's posts each took a fair bit of work. Thank you for your warm and lively response to both. The conversation about bread is great, and I'm so pleased that a number of you were moved to order a copy of Carol's book (she and I had breakfast yesterday, and she's completely chuffed). After expending all those words, however, I skipped yesterday's post. I know you understand. . .
But week before last, I posted about feeling a bit low, missing my old island life a bit, and -- as an antidote, looking for urban charm, not just in the city's parks but also right on its concrete streets and sidewalks.
And under bridges. . .
Pater and I biked past this the other day on our first cycle together this year, headed out to Spanish Banks. I waited 'til the return trip (after he'd detoured solo in the direction of his favourite doughnuts at Granville Island) before stopping to investigate.
I was first intrigued by the colours of the three wooden platforms
then, closer up, swooned a bit over the wonderfully aged surfaces of this vintage stool,
then gradually recognising the whole as an art installation of some sort
searching out the plaque that could tell me more. . .
So this is a "temporary participatory sculpture" designed to evoke and invite re-imagined versions of concerts in more formal venues. Busking is encouraged, although prospective performers are to consider the posted guidelines about etiquette.
We have a week of sunshine ahead, according to the Environment Canada website, with temps in the high teens by the end of the week. It's warm enough now that all but one of the mason bees has chomped its way out of the coccoon. Maybe the weather will lure some musicians out as well, and these three seats will be occupied, the amphitheatre under the bridge filled with an applauding audience.
In the city, anything's possible . . .
I'm cycling to my trainer's later this morning (she's worked up a new program for me -- expect to hear loud groans all next week as I adjust!), and then have plans for some gallery-visiting, some granddaughter time, and some serious time with a book on the cozy cushioned lounge out on the deck -- Serious Vitamin D time!
And you, what does your weekend hold? And tell me, are we mostly city or suburb, house or condo/apartment dwellers here? Do you find it easy or difficult to suss out the charms of a concrete environment? And I expect there may be a variety of opinions about this "art" installation as well -- don't be shy (although, as always, do be polite ;-)
Happy Saturday!
But week before last, I posted about feeling a bit low, missing my old island life a bit, and -- as an antidote, looking for urban charm, not just in the city's parks but also right on its concrete streets and sidewalks.
And under bridges. . .
Pater and I biked past this the other day on our first cycle together this year, headed out to Spanish Banks. I waited 'til the return trip (after he'd detoured solo in the direction of his favourite doughnuts at Granville Island) before stopping to investigate.
I was first intrigued by the colours of the three wooden platforms
then, closer up, swooned a bit over the wonderfully aged surfaces of this vintage stool,
then gradually recognising the whole as an art installation of some sort
searching out the plaque that could tell me more. . .
So this is a "temporary participatory sculpture" designed to evoke and invite re-imagined versions of concerts in more formal venues. Busking is encouraged, although prospective performers are to consider the posted guidelines about etiquette.
We have a week of sunshine ahead, according to the Environment Canada website, with temps in the high teens by the end of the week. It's warm enough now that all but one of the mason bees has chomped its way out of the coccoon. Maybe the weather will lure some musicians out as well, and these three seats will be occupied, the amphitheatre under the bridge filled with an applauding audience.
In the city, anything's possible . . .
I'm cycling to my trainer's later this morning (she's worked up a new program for me -- expect to hear loud groans all next week as I adjust!), and then have plans for some gallery-visiting, some granddaughter time, and some serious time with a book on the cozy cushioned lounge out on the deck -- Serious Vitamin D time!
And you, what does your weekend hold? And tell me, are we mostly city or suburb, house or condo/apartment dwellers here? Do you find it easy or difficult to suss out the charms of a concrete environment? And I expect there may be a variety of opinions about this "art" installation as well -- don't be shy (although, as always, do be polite ;-)
Happy Saturday!
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