Wednesday, September 28, 2016
Photos: September 27, 2016
Le Caveau was once a favourite restaurant of mine. While it is in the middle of downtown Montreal, it maintained the charm of the past. You may look at the dusty windows and see an abandoned restaurant. I look with a time traveller's eyes, going back through the layers to remember times spent there. It was also favourite of my late husband. We went there when we were dating. I loved the canard à l'orange.
And I remember a dinner for his parents' fortieth wedding anniversary in 1969. We ate well and when dessert time arrived his aunt was intrigued by strawberries and pepper. She couldn't conceive of that combination. The waiter arrived with a serving along with 12 spoons so we could each try it. I remember being surprised by how good they were.
I have not been there in many years. Somehow, after my husband passed away over thirty years ago, I stopped dining. I had two young children and the restaurants I frequented were more family oriented. But I did take my much older cousin there and we dined, sipping on our wine (something she rarely did) and enjoying the pleasure of slow eating.
This building has sat empty, a relic of the past. I wonder what will become of it. Will it be restored and repurposed or razed some day to make way for another faceless downtown building?
Monday, September 26, 2016
Photos: September 25, 2016
Nothing says sunshine like a sunflower. This giant head looked down on me as I walked to a concert (Bach cantatas). Each year I marvel at the very idea that a seed can produce these giant flowers in a short season.
Just nearby is this moose, echoing the sunflower theme. There are a number of these along Sherbrooke near the Musée des Beaux-Arts, which will shortly number four buildings in the area. This is the third incarnation of these critters; this recent coat of paint covers stripes which in turn covered some interesting quotations. The quotations were often about art and the role of art, appropriate for the proximity to the art museum. Now the moose just grin foolishly at passers-by, announcing the moos-eum sector of the city
Sunday, September 25, 2016
Photo: September 25, 2016
I'm always trying new ways of getting organized. While I keep a calendar on my computer synched to my various devices, it is not a place where I want to put all the trivial details from reminders or what to buy at the store to memos to contact various people. For years I carried an extra little notebook where I could jot down things. It included post-its which sometimes moved multiple times as tasks never quite made the priority list.
I heard a programme recently which talked about bullet journals. I investigated and decided to try it out. It is a way of helping to sort out what is important to accomplish and what isn't. I set daily goals and at the end of the day assess if they were done. If not I can reassess if those goals not accomplished were important or can be let go. The journal is in transition as I am figuring out a layout and system that best works for me - there is no "right way" to set it up. Here is a good description. Some people treat their journals almost as works of art. Mine is simple with no decoration. I'm only into my first month of this method and so far I like it. And I think I am getting more done which includes time for leisure activities from setting aside time to read and practise my recorders.
Photos: September 24, 2016
Tucked on window ledge on the side of the McCord Museum is this sculpture. It is by Pierre Granche and is titled Totem Urbain / histoire en dentelle (Urban Totem / History in lace)
Here you can see the full section of the side piece. This is a sculpture that takes time (which I didn't have as I was walking to meet someone). I'll have to go back and take in all the details.
Here is another detail - an iconic Canadian scene with the canoe giving way to the development of farms and villages. I heard a podcast recently talking about how people no longer take time - how in museums you see people stopping by a piece of art, photographing and moving on. They end up with collections but no real experience of the work of art. We need to live in the present much more.
Saturday, September 24, 2016
Photos: September 22, 2016
The concert season is starting up and one by Infusion Baroque, a group of young musicians held theirs in St. John's Lutheran Church. Concerts take me to a variety of churches in all parts of the city. I think I have attended them in about 25 different churches; this was one I had not been in before. It is always interesting to see the interiors, some heavily ornate, others quite sparse and everything in between. And, of course, it is always wonderful to hear the music. I have known one of the members of this group since she was a young teenager; it is wonderful to see how she has developed as a musician. In fact, Alexa Raine-Wright, recently won the grand prize at the Indianapolis Baroque competition.