Friday, November 06, 2009

2-in-1: wednesday wifersize & friday foto

Since it's been three weeks since my last post, here is both a belated Wifercize Wednesday and a Friday Foto.

Wifercize Wednesday Friday:
Poking around a blog I frequent (BUT CAN NOT CONDONE), I found a curious question posted on its community section:

If you have them, what are the three "nevers" of your life?

Ignoring the number of people that wrote "never say never" as one of their three...followed by two others (really?), I waded my way through until I found one that resounded: "Never marry a man unless you want your son to be just like him."

I had heard variations of this before - comparing a prospective husband to other influential people in your life, including your father, yourself, your male role models, etc. - but never in relation to a son. Fortuitously, since I did not know about this rule prior to marriage, I won. Andrew has so many admirable qualities and characteristics, I would be proud to have a mini-Andrew.

Understanding that people (even little people) make their own decisions and can choose differ greatly from their parents, and understanding even more than many of the flaws and generational garbage that Andrew and I have can and hopefully will be eradicated in their lives, I still believe in the power and blessing of posterity. In mulling over when and if it should be time to start a family (and, in essence, forever changing the two-person "us" factor of our first years of dating and marriage), I recently came to the conclusion that if our kids would be an extension, an amalgamation, of him and me: knowing him, wouldn't I see him in them every day? Wouldn't I, seeing them, love him more?


Friday Foto:
I'm happy to say I've completed a 10 year old goal. For those of you who commute via public transit, you will be familiar with the graffiti art displayed from Dundas West station to Keele station as the subway emerges from its tunnel.

At the age when I began to use the TTC I lived in the Beaches, in the east end of Toronto. My fascination with and ignorance of the west end was partially due to never exploring the city past Spadina station (that's where Kensington market was and, therefore, as far west as my teenaged heart could desire) unless it was from what I gathered from the window of a subway car, partially due to Old Mill station (I could spot the magical Old Mill itself, where my parents were married and which was familiar to me from old wedding photos), and partially due to this graffiti mural. I naturally assumed the west (especially between Dundas West station and Keele station) was a dark, seedy underworld of crime and violence, pitting itself against the majestic forces of Old Mill.

The trip from the Beaches to Kipling is long. You would not fault me for fanciful daydreaming if you knew.

Ever since those years I wanted to make the time to get off at Dundas West and document the mural on foot until Keele, but never did until recently. Unfortunately, the original mural that I grew up with has been painted over and this is a new incarnation.

There's something about graffiti - illegal (unless commissioned, which these murals no doubt are) and vandalistic - that transforms an otherwise drab city into a palette of colour. I mean, if you're going to break the law, there are worse things you could do.

From west (Keele station) to east (Dundas West station). Click on an image to see a larger version. Please try to ignore any obscenities. It adds to the colour!









































6 comments:

Andrew G said...

I love it! If we had kids just like us, I think the world would be pretty cool. We'd just need to teach them to be nice. :-)

Well done, Love with the photos!

Julie said...

If you walk north on Dundas, there was a bridge with colourful graffiti on the posts when I lived near there... are the colours still there? I think it was probably commissioned, but the colours were just so beautiful and bright... I loved it.

Jared said...

Great post. I love it. I've been appreciating / exploring graffiti (not doing it!) for a few years now.

I'd say that a good ammount (not all) of the graffiti you posted is legal. Specifically the ones that are very complex and contain big drawings. The more complex it is the more time (and daylight so you can see what you're doing) it takes. I've watched some artists do their thing, and it can take them hours if not days to do a complex mural.

Once again, awesome blog.

Trayc said...

It's an amazing expression of art - with the exception of those who choose to write dirty or vulgar things.

Graffiti art is explosive, emotional, impactful and beautiful. I'm so glad you took that walk.

Rebecca said...

I was on the same ride only a couple of weeks ago and stared in awe at the brilliance of some of these artists... my fave... the lady! :) Thanks for reminding me of that nice moment when I got lost in the moment!

Sheena said...

I have never before appreciated graffiti art until I watched 8 guys paint the mural at Keele Station (your first 6 photos) over the course of a month. Most nights when the parking lot was empty they set up a projector with the images and then paint away. Watching the wall transform before my eyes was inspirational. Thanks Sarah for giving me yet another perspective on the art found within the walls of our own city.