bus bbbusss buuuuus bbbb bbusssss

New levels of interaction.
This skytrain goes underground too.

 

I made this colour grid at http://maps.google.co.uk/maps?q=49.263809,-123.215866 using http://twitter.com/gathererapp

The Last Sunset (of here & now)

... is any sunset ever not the last, and first, and ultimate, of here and now?

for posterity (who is she or he??) this one is recorded....

 

 

Circles close

Evening down town, and I eventually caught up with Annabel for a delicious organic coffee and spelt scone at Genes (Annabel's very good at locating excellent coffee shops, I've found). 

Lovely to hear about the remaining 3 weeks of La Commune after I'd left Banff, and see photos of everyone's work at a subsequent open studios and final group  residency exhibition. Hopefully these connections will continue to grow and paths interweave. 

Yesterday I was talking to other artists, at the IVSA reception, who had met (UK/Canadian connections) at a Banff program a few years ago and continue to collaborate with occasional residency opportunities between continents. The conversations continue.

http://blip.im/g/6w 

I made this colour grid at http://maps.google.co.uk/maps?q=49.257839,-123.101379 using http://twitter.com/gathererapp

So that was one circle closing, and the other was my tradition of Chinese food and trying a new kind of tofu (crispy rolls) to begin a circle new. I remembered arriving in the city (2 weeks and 2 days my stay will have been) and wonder how different my journey here may have been if I hadn't been put off by my heavy bags from going and finding a Chinese restaurant to 'land' when I first got off the greyhound dragon bus, and mounted the sky train.... Nice to close this way this circle, and know that it will open or close many more to come.

 

Flowers (and beez) in the park at Surrey.

 

SFU

Time as a Consatina

Looking at travel to go to Vancouver Island: I was thinking that a long weekend trip could be good, to hire a car and explore the Pacific coast. Friday's Canada day, so that could make for a busy time to go! It also feels as though the next 2 weeks could pass way too fast - even though 2 weeks would be a long time if I were going away on holiday for it! So much to do, see, be. And sitting here on tope of Burnaby mountain would be enough on its own...
This evening I went for a wander and found lots of lovely wild flowers, had encounters with frantically buzzing bees and with hauntingly silent bees, and then met a young cougar shaking its head not too far away! The quality of sound here is so clear, quite amazing, although there's still the constant background hum of traffic, air con or other motors etc. This evening i heard the train horn echoing up from the valley - reminiscent of Banff. And the view across the city and bay is constantly changing with the weather, light, night.

Washing windows, overhead glass and light too!

 

I made this colour grid at http://maps.google.co.uk/maps?q=49.27821,-122.911606 using http://twitter.com/gathererapp

and I'm not going to put the text up here, because you can now read texts alongside grids and their mapped locations on the updated gatherer3 website, Thankyou Sean!
so here's the link to this one: http://blip.im/g/5q

Noetic intermittences

Despite the amusing absence of thought between Sunday's post and today's (that this blog would suggest, at any rate!) there has indeed been something going on! Two papers written and submitted, a third on its way. A full lunar eclipse that made things whirl. A lot of Clean loveliness that makes the whirling fun and brings it all to a peaceful calm. (Modelling, meeting, post-its round the room, colour grids on paper (makes a change), new ways of using space).

And noetic intermittences... as the posts since arriving in Toronto imply.
Saturday the opening events of Luminato at David Pecault Square. A festival in a city centre that isn't heaving at the rims, filled with litter or drunken bodies to climb over, and a festival with world music, lights, friendly ambience and a backdrop of faceted glass skyscrapers. A festival in partnership with a cosmetic company? A guest marquee of women having facials, free facebook makeover portraits, hair curlers and straighteners... very strange, not what I'm used to as a festival goer in the UK! Maybe I was the alien, so shortly arrived in Toronto off the bus from far beyond.

 

The music was fab, celebrating an anniversary of Italian reunification with Montreal-based, French, Italian and English speak(sing)ing band of Marco Calliari and a couple of other acts.

Earlier in the day I'd been to the MIA and walked around the waterfront. Toronto's a lovely city to walk about, not busy, dirty or rushed. And I'm still amazed when people stand and wait for traffic lights to change even when there's no traffic within sight, before they step out to cross the road! Such a different sense of civility - layers of what might be or is public space.

I always like photographic exhibitions in outdoor public space, and this was no exception, with several themed portfolios of artist's work from the green belt around Toronto. (How can they have a green belt when I just travelled two days and a night through green to get here?)



A strange comparison to have one separate photograph right 'next door':


Then there's the city as an artefact to walk through and explore:

And last night, something I'd been really looking forward to, and still am, as the second three hour instalment is tonight.. 1001 nights, Sheherezade, in Arabic French and English, new production for Luminato at the Canadian Opera House.

 

Invisible Landscapes open studio

I made this colour grid at http://maps.google.co.uk/maps?q=51.172131,-115.561295 using http://twitter.com/gathererapp

Things I see here are:

Patterns of light and shade inside and out

I notice:

The gentleness of creativity blending with environment

The colours in this grid are like:

Ana's open studio walk with the Invisible Landscapes

Lake Louise II : Sketchbook Dreams

Recording the audio. 30 minutes, I stay totally still,
foot on floor, heel on the ground.




My arms wrap around the wooden back of the bench. And I am still.
Outside & in.
Only the occasional gentle turning of my head.







So what space is that?
One where thought comes only through intention to act,
interaction with others in a world passing by.

Just listen to the wisdom of the rocks & the hills
Movement of clouds
Patterns in snow ledges
waiting to dance as avalanches crashing down the deathslide of the rockface
to the helta skelta glacier below.

It's all here, everything you could ever truly need to know is here,
written in the wind, painted in the clouds,
singing in the
voice of the mountain
[peuiyah kah meunii]
and dancing in the trees