Monarch’s Garden

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Monarch’s Garden, a set on Flickr.

Heading south, the Monarch’s enjoy a snack in our garden before crossing Lake Ontario

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White King

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White King

White King on Flickr, the second photo set of my sculptures inspired by Chess

Sculpture – Mother of Queens

For the past 1-1/2 year, I have been concentrating on sculpture.  Much of what I have done is virtually impossible to photograph, but I will publish some of my recent work that is more accessible to a camera.  The subjects of the first posts are pieces inspired by Chess, made  with the advice and support of  mentors at Al Green Sculpture Studio in Toronto

Mother of Queens-8033102‘Mother of Queens’, on my Flickr site, was the prototype for a complete collection of chess pieces.  She was in that sense the mother of them all, and she was the inspiration for the Queen of the set.

At the moment, she stands at the mouth of the harbour of Humber Bay, Toronto.  Is she a guardian, or is she a waiting soul remembering someone lost?  Maybe both; none of us is simple, and the longer we are around the more tangled is our gestalt until, perhaps, we free ourselves of our complexities.  Regardless, she shows her age, her experience, her wisdom.

Later, you will meet her progeny, freshly minted and looking, perhaps, as she did at one time.

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Cars and Bikes, Canada Day weekend, Kincardine

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Cars & Bikes on flickr

Flying a Kite on Canada Day

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July 1, 2012 I flew a kite and thought about nationalism, patriotism, and me.

November 9, 2017 I revised this page to reflect my changing awareness, in the italicized paragraph below about Indigenous Peoples here.  I hope I’m learning to be an ally, not an oppressor.

I don’t like those first two, nationalism and patriotism, because of all the ‘otherness’ sentiments attached to them, because of all the hurt and injury that has been perpetrated in their names, because they have so often been attached to bigotry, exclusivity and hate.

Then I thought about where on this planet I would rather be, and found none.  I’m attached to this country, this province and this community where I live.

So what does that mean?

For me it I think it’s about inclusiveness, freedoms, opportunities and rights, and the responsibilities that come with them.

These are worth my engagement and commitment – vigilance and putting myself out in some way to advance such humane qualities, and to oppose those other human qualities which erode them.

I think today that my generation has much to stand up and defend here, as greed and oppression are a ‘real and present danger’ in Canada – for example selling us all to transnational corporations. By standing up we can help teach the next generation to do that too.

Then there’s the matter of advancing those freedoms and rights.  Indigenous Peoples especially need us to be allies, not oppressors.  Typically and inadvertently, we continue to sanction the oppression of Indigenous peoples in Canada.  Lynn Gehl and others speak frankly about cultural genocide by ….. us.  Learn to be an ally

So I hope you are thoughtfully celebrating what we have, are re-iterating your commitment to make it better and not let it get worse – for our children’s sake, for the sake of people still coming here because they seek something they don’t have and are looking for, and for the sake of people oppressed here in Canada too.

Highway home

The comfort of friends is a cocoon.  Within, every nuance is amplified;  without, by comparison is an indifferent place.

Leaving the comfort and enjoyment of a friend’s home to drive home to Toronto late at night is like spinning through outer space, through an asteroid field of hurtling alien objects.

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After the frenetic freeways and screaming subways, I invite you to slip into something more comfortable, a  kayak for example, and come down the Humber River in Toronto. Here, the cranes have wings and like their privacy and quiet.  In a kayak, I share their place, not quite trusted by these locals, but tolerated as long as I don’t disturb the neighborhood.  I can do that – it’s worth it.