To complement Ben Huberman’s Weekly Photo Challenge: Heritage this week with his photo and description of the moving Reconciliation Pole on the University of British Columbia campus here in Vancouver these photos are also from the UBC Campus and the magnificent Museum of Anthropolgy. I have previously posted about the late great Haida artist Bill Reid’s The Raven and The First Men, which has pride of place in the Museum. Today’s images are a selection from that same visit, which I made on Remembrance Day, 2014.MOA web site
It’s that time of year when as you can see yardwork has become a necessity once again with our photinia continuing to shed its leaves on a daily basis. You will recall how in Parts One, Two and Three last May the pruning and sweeping turned into an art project. A year later the story continues in Part Four today with a special shout out to my trusty Schmutz Haken…
…everyone should have one.
…and this presentation by Destination British Columbia entitled The Wild Within.
Have you booked your tickets yet? 🙂
This morning the sun was back all too briefly as the rain will be returning tomorrow, but once again Kitsilano shone in the morning sunshine, and that snow-covered willow is snowy no longer. Here are a few more views from my morning walk today for you to enjoy.
This week’s Photo Challenge is all about sharing “a photo of things that complement each other”
all that jazz 27.2.17
Two weeks ago we spent a memorable weekend in Seattle where of course we visited the famous Pike Place Market. At the entrance to the market we enjoyed the great jazz of Seattle’s Speakeasy Jazz Cats. If you have some time tap your feet for a few minutes as we did together with a very appreciative crowd.
I thought today’s painting and the jazz were a good match. I hope you agree.As an addendum we were in Seattle to hear the stunning Yuja Wang, perhaps the most exciting pianist in the world, play in concert with the brilliant violinist Leonidas Kavakos. If you have never heard Ms Wang play visit her website here, fall in love, and be amazed.
I have a treat for you today. Come and join me on my morning walk yesterday and escape for a few minutes from the hate, the anger, the despair, and the noise that we are all being pummelled with each and every day. I don’t know about you but my troubled soul needed a little healing and when the sun rose yesterday on freshly fallen snow with the mountains stark against the bluest of skies, I knew all I had to do was dress warmly, put on my boots and venture out into the crisp air and morning sunshine. I’m happy to say it worked.It didn’t take long to enjoy every magical moment with everyone else who was out and about.
This gallery, which I have also made into a slide show, I hope will help sooth your soul too.
This next photo is for Cheri and her Weekly Photo Challenge: ShadowAs I came closer to the trees in Vanier Park I was greeted by a symphony of sound that made me stop in my tracks and listen for several minutes, joined by others who were equally as enthralled. Here is a short excerpt from my post entitled Birdsong for today’s Daily Prompt: Heard. If you feel like pausing for a minute or two and hearing more visit the post and listen to it all.
I hope this has made your day as much as it did mine.
For this last Discover Challenge of the year from The Daily Post we have been asked “to pull all the strands of your 2016 together before diving into the new year.” So here is a look back at thechangingpalette in 2016 with some favourites of both yours and mine. You will find two from each month in the drawers of the Calendar, but remember you must open them in order.
Happy New Year to everyone. I look forward to seeing you in 2017, as much as I look forward to drinking David’s delicious teas. They are simply the best.
The Vancouver postmark on the envelope began with a vintage 1932 image I found online.
With a little Photoshop Elements magic I rearranged the numbers for 2016,
and with a little more magic superimposed the Vancouver skyline stamp…et voila.
You may remember the bouquet I chose taken from The Gift of the Four Treasures: Part Two
Wishing everyone a very Happy New Year, and as I wrote at the end of the WordPress Discover post, “I look forward to enjoying the fruits of your own blogging resolutions in 2017.”
You can read the contributions of my fellow participants here in Part I .
Yesterday’s winter wonderland here in Vancouver.The title to today’s post is explained in backdrop to a life, which I submitted to this week’s Discover Challenge: Finding Your Place. I hadn’t planned on a Part 2 but after those crisp, clear blue skies last week the weather changed and it was snow, snow, snow, creating a whole new beauty to magical Kitsilano Beach where it felt yesterday as if I had stepped into a Lowry painting.
This final image seems to be the perfect way to wish everyone Happy Holidays
Yesterday was one of those perfect days in Vancouver that needs to be shared.
The North Shore mountains, the West End skyline and the shadowed sands of Kitsilano Beach.
Looking out above the logs to English Bay and the snow-covered peaks beyond.
A perfect afternoon for bicycling through the park.
Who wouldn’t want to stroll in the afternoon sunshine on such a day?
No surprise to those of you who follow The Changing Palette that I would choose this special place to write about in response to this week’s Discover Challenge from the Daily Post: Finding Your Place, in which we are asked by Cheri to bring a place alive that means something to us. But more than that, Cheri writes, “the heart of this challenge is to go further and show how or why this place is particularly special”.I have shared so many photos from Kitsilano Beach and English Bay over my nearly four years of blogging that the “how” is really self evident. But what about the “why”? Well, here is my answer. In 1975, on our first wedding anniversary, my wife and I came to Vancouver from England. We moved into a one bedroom apartment in Kitsilano just a few hundred yards from Kitsilano Beach Park. The following March, on one of our regular walks along the path you see in all of the photos, my wife went into labor and a few hours later our beautiful daughter was born. The beach was the perfect place to walk with the pram or stroller whatever the time of year, and soon a little brother joined our daughter on those same walks. It soon became a place to stomp in puddles, to take training wheels off bicycles, to bury dad in the sand, to laugh on the swings and slides, to walk with my wonderful late parents whenever they visited, to enjoy the four seasons with the changing colours of autumn, the few days of frost and snow in winter to be followed by the warmth of spring and the heat of summer filled with magnificent skies and those unforgettable sunsets creating silhouettes of lovers sitting on logs or people playing beach volley ball in the dying light. I could go on and on but I’m beginning to sound like Dylan Thomas. I think you can understand why this place is so special, so meaningful to me, as it has been and continues to be, the beautiful backdrop to our lives over these past forty years.