#Evidence
I woke up this morning in Moscow thinking about the quiet waters of Nita Lake in Whistler, BC. The canoe reflecting sunshine. The drizzle outside was familiar. The splatter of rain drops blurring vistas. Then Read More …
Inner and Outer Space
The soaring monument and poster spoke of human achievement. This was not your usual war-monument (ok cold-war). This monument celebrated human achievement. A memorial to that first human space flight. Once inside the museum this Read More …
Restoration, Colour and Tradition
Some quiet loving part of me wants to rebel against classical religious symbols. And then some spirited movement from within is repeatedly awe struck at how far images, memories and phrases percolate from those traditions. Read More …
Renewal Seen Through a Lens Noir
Clustered like trees, these new towers are set at the edges of Moscow. Huddled for warmth and political protection in a city marked at every intersection by the resurrection from perdition of buildings once lost Read More …
Krasni Square — More beautiful than red!
The linguistic puzzles that politics create are very easy to unravel on a Saturday night! The square known in English as “Red Square” only has military roots at the end of World War Two and Read More …
Scene and be Seen
We took the peak-to-peak chair across the valley that separates Whisler from Blackcomb. In the valley below we pointed out the zip-line to my mother and to each other. We survived. My mother survived at Read More …
Zip n Zipping Along
Some events start as great ideas! Taking the grandkids up the Sasquatch zip line was one of those ideas. They wanted to be sure I was coming along and from the check-in and weigh-in to Read More …
Table-talk
In the kitchen that Diego and Kahlo shared when they were speaking, the colours were bright, the pots contrasting and the table was the invitation. Often it would be easier to settle for fast food Read More …
At Ease!
Carts delivering tourist trinkets into the market square. And the returning empty dollies indicate a job well done. A parade of colour and couriers at ease. And there on that bench a tourist returning from Read More …
Facades
The hole in the ceiling awaits the lowering of the sick soldier. An opening for healing hands. The women at the entrance remind me that this building is condemned and unsafe. On the surface it Read More …