Showing posts with label Ottawa. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Ottawa. Show all posts
Saturday, October 27, 2012
Saturday, September 17, 2011
Baby it's Cold Outside
Friday, June 10, 2011
X Marks the G-Spots
It seems that someone was inspired to carve a representation of my fashion tip.*

You can see this wooden beauty in front of Wicked Wanda's Adult Emporium on Bank Street.
* But, I do not recommend the use of nails or staples...
You can see this wooden beauty in front of Wicked Wanda's Adult Emporium on Bank Street.
Monday, December 6, 2010
Warm Posts, Warm Heart
I must not be the only one that feels sad for the little stumps left behind after the meters are given the Cool Hand Luke treatment, while waiting to be transformed into bicycle racks*.

As I strolled down Booth Street, my heart was warmed to see a family of mittens adorning the posts. There was Papa Mitten,

Mama Mitten,

Big Sister Mitten,

And, of course, Baby Mitten...

*Below is what the meters are being transformed into - bicycle racks. They even come with instructions inscribed on them, Lock Bicycle to Post. And, In case you are lost and do not know where you are, it also reads, City of Ottawa.

As I strolled down Booth Street, my heart was warmed to see a family of mittens adorning the posts. There was Papa Mitten,

Mama Mitten,

Big Sister Mitten,

And, of course, Baby Mitten...

*Below is what the meters are being transformed into - bicycle racks. They even come with instructions inscribed on them, Lock Bicycle to Post. And, In case you are lost and do not know where you are, it also reads, City of Ottawa.
Labels:
favourite season,
guerilla art,
knitting,
Ottawa,
walkabout
Wednesday, October 13, 2010
Thursday, October 7, 2010
Dragon Protected by Dog
Thursday, August 26, 2010
Oh, Shiny!*
Oh, shiny!, I gasped in silent admiration as I noticed the guilding** on the Arch.
I had not intended to blog about the Arch. Coyote , Robin and this blog are covering that event.

But, then I came around to the other side, and caught the eye of one of the artists - he leaned over and viewed me through an opening below the green mesh.

As he stared and took a puff of his fag, I smiled and motioned, Can I take your picture?
He motioned back, Yes.
I wanted to gesticulate, Can I please come up and get a closer look at the beautiful work that you are doing? But, instead, I yelled, Beautiful!
One last smile was exchanged, my camera clicked and captured a moment, and off I went towards home where Chinese greens and pork dumplings with a special dipping sauce were being lovingly prepared for me.
*Dedicated to the Word Wizard
**I spell it with a "u" Wikipedia spells it without a "u". I did not feel like finding out why.
I had not intended to blog about the Arch. Coyote , Robin and this blog are covering that event.

But, then I came around to the other side, and caught the eye of one of the artists - he leaned over and viewed me through an opening below the green mesh.

As he stared and took a puff of his fag, I smiled and motioned, Can I take your picture?
He motioned back, Yes.
I wanted to gesticulate, Can I please come up and get a closer look at the beautiful work that you are doing? But, instead, I yelled, Beautiful!
One last smile was exchanged, my camera clicked and captured a moment, and off I went towards home where Chinese greens and pork dumplings with a special dipping sauce were being lovingly prepared for me.
*Dedicated to the Word Wizard
**I spell it with a "u" Wikipedia spells it without a "u". I did not feel like finding out why.
Tuesday, April 20, 2010
Good Grief Too
I suspect that this will be the most photographed wall by Ottawa bloggers in the next few hours.
My picture did not turn out, but Robin's did.
You see the person in the picture? We struck up a conversation.
I found out that he is new to Ottawa, and he has a blog. I welcomed him to the Ottawa blog scene, and asked where he is from.
He's from a small northern town. And, well, it turns out he knows my brother and grew up with my step-nephew.
Good grief, it's a small world.
My picture did not turn out, but Robin's did.You see the person in the picture? We struck up a conversation.
I found out that he is new to Ottawa, and he has a blog. I welcomed him to the Ottawa blog scene, and asked where he is from.
He's from a small northern town. And, well, it turns out he knows my brother and grew up with my step-nephew.
Good grief, it's a small world.
Friday, February 12, 2010
Mural, Mural on the Wall
Saturday, February 21, 2009
Heart... broken
On my way to work, I spotted something in a public garbage can that looked familiar. It was half of a swap box by elmaks!. Without hesitation I carefully reached in and halted its trip to the dump. I looked at the surrounding poles and walls hoping to spot the other piece."There, on the ground," muttered my trusted companion pointing next to the garbage can. I grabbed it and placed both pieces delicately into my great big black bag. My rescue was not as heroic and brave as Zoom's, but it was as heartfelt.
I would like to fix the box, and install it on the inside entrance of my home, so that all who cross my threshold have the opportunity to take part in a swap. But I feel that I require the artist's blessings...
What do you say, elMaks!, may I fix it and install the swap box indoors?
Labels:
art,
breaking up,
guerilla art,
Ottawa,
swap boxes
Tuesday, January 20, 2009
A Picture of Still No Busses
Monday, September 8, 2008
Coyotes' Viewpoint
When I become familiar with the sights on my walking route and there are no people to strike up a conversation with, I look up.
It is interesting to see what I pass by every day and don't notice because I am looking at life at street level.
It has come to my attention that Coyotes also have a fondness for gazing upwards.
Recently, while looking up I saw sky high gardens,

a romantic looking balcony,

a cool tin cat on a roof,

swanky wonky reflections,

and a coyote's breakfast - pigeons!
It is interesting to see what I pass by every day and don't notice because I am looking at life at street level.
It has come to my attention that Coyotes also have a fondness for gazing upwards.
Recently, while looking up I saw sky high gardens,

a romantic looking balcony,

a cool tin cat on a roof,

swanky wonky reflections,

and a coyote's breakfast - pigeons!
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