Photo Essay

“embraced, enriched, alive”

 

The anonymous poet of the park has inspired us once again capturing so perfectly the magic and beauty of this special place, the Pacific Spirit Park here in Vancouver. Hopefully my photos from yesterday do justice to his/her beautiful words. Thank you to whomever you are and keep inspiring us with your poetry.

 

   

 

   

 

Pacific Spirit Park.

We enter into
A pact
As we leave cars
And concrete behind.
Walk or run or bike
Into a spirit world.
Of water abundant
At this time of year.
Light diminished,
Or the bending rays of
Occasional winter sun.

I see you.
I know you’re here.
I move and listen,
Take such joy
In watching our dog
Run free.
Nodding or briefly chatting
To others,
Clad in rain gear,
Mud splattered shoes.

We join with the forest’s
spirit.
The constancy of movement.
Of air and trees,
Light and water.
Shape shifting through days,
Seasons.
Being one with
All that is here.
A companion guides us.
Embraced, enriched,
Alive.

magic in the morning

 The magic of the early morning sunshine and blue sky in the Pacific Spirit Park today – just enjoy.
 
   
 
   

20 new leaves, an executive order and two heroes


 
666+132…in progress – Day L with 20 new leaves on a day that gives hope to the children separated from their parents at the US border with the signing of an Executive Order by President Biden establishing an interagency task force for their reunification. His strong words today, including “ work to undo the moral and national shame of the previous administration,” are very welcome.
 

 

Today we also remember two heroes, Captain Sir Tom Moore and Capital Police Office Brian Sicknick, may they both rest in peace.
 

 

God speed

On the occasion of the inauguration of President Biden and Vice President Harris, with the inspiring and moving words of both the 46th President and the first youth poet laureate of America, Amanda Gorman, still resonating in my mind:
 

 

Congratulations America. Welcome back.
 

 

I hope you know how much you’ve been missed.
 

 

Happily all’s well with the world today.
 

 

Good luck and God speed.

Happy New Year


 
2020 look back #6 – New Year’s Eve
 
As the luckiest Grandparents in the world who have three beautiful grandchildren whom we adore beyond words my final post of 2020 is one that celebrates a love that I know you all feel every day, the most important love of all, the love of family. This year the expression of that love has been challenged as we have had to limit our times together, as I know you have too, but as you can see we have been lucky enough to have had many moments of pure joy that have lifted our spirits.
 
It has always been a treat to see your families too, whether babes in arms, children slaloming and mountain biking, siblings, partners, parents and grandparents. I wish you and your families a very happy and healthy New Year and look forward to all the positive changes that are just around the corner as the New Year begins. In the meantime, stay safe and well, and thank you to the heroes amongst you, you know who you are. 💕🥂

Shame and Prejudice


 

 
Today we visited an exhibition at the Museum of Anthropology in Vancouver, Shame and Prejudice – A Story of Resilience.  It was created by the brilliant artist Kent Monkman as a project for the Art Museum at the University of Toronto in 2014. Kent is a Canadian First Nations artist of Cree Ancestry whose maternal Grandmother was a survivor of the Brandon residential school in Manitoba. He writes, “I could not think of any history paintings that conveyed or authorized Indigenous experience into the canon of art History…Could my own paintings reach forward a hundred and fifty years to tell our history of the colonization of our people?” The answer is that with his moving and powerful paintings indeed they have. He is a true master in the same tradition as Giotto, Caravaggio and Picasso.
 
I could write so much more about how this exhibition has affected me particularly after the completion of my leaves drawn to represent the children separated from their parents by the US Government. After seeing Kent’s work today and seeing his painting The Scream with the children being taken from their parents by our own Canadian Government and placed in residential schools hundreds of miles away from their families and homes, I realize that my own work is no way complete.
 

 

 

 
Today I have reembarked on the leaf drawings once again so that the final piece will include an acknowledgment of our own shameful history to represent how Canada failed the children of this country in a manner as cruel and inhuman as the treatment of the children of families seeking asylum by our neighbours to the south.
 

 

je suis prof

Dedicated to the memory of Samuel Paty


 
Once again the Place de la République in Paris today became the “capital of the world” to use the words of Francois Hollande after thousands gathered there and throughout France to protest and remember those lost after the Charlie Hebdo attack over five years ago.

Today they gathered in Paris and across the country to remember Samuel Paty the teacher so cruelly murdered in an horrific terrorist act on October 16th. The words I wrote on my post after the Charlie Hebdo attack on January 15th 2015 were very much in my thoughts today:
 
In the studio today my thoughts are very much with all the citizens of this great city as they walk in their millions for remembrance, for freedom, for tolerance, for love, for mankind, for the future.
 

Je suis enseignant
Je suis prof
Je suis Samuel

Looking again at my post from five years ago…


 

…plus ça change, plus c’est la même chose
 

May Samuel Paty rest in peace.

🇫🇷

the way he saw it


 
Thank you to Pete Souza and the makers of the The Way I See It. With this moving and unforgettable historic photo documentation he has captured the greatness that can be America with the life and humanity of one of its greatest presidents. It gives new meaning to the words “make America great again,” for this is the true greatness that our beloved neighbors down south are voting in record numbers to return to.

returning to italy

Three years ago we were enjoying the beauty of the Tuscan landscape. How different our landscape is here in British Columbia but the beauty of both uplifts us all during these difficult times.
 

 

 
Here are a few images from our visit to Certaldo a beautiful hilltop town 35 kilometres southwest of Florence, which I posted about three years ago today on the fourth day of our memorable Italian holiday, a holiday that began on day one with an unforgettable moment in Rome:


 

Happy Canadian Thanksgiving

Pacific Spirit Park, October 10th 2020

Happy Thanksgiving Weekend 🍁 especially to all of our Frontline and Healthcare Heroes who have been there for us each and every day and night, month in month out. No better time to say thank you again than on our Canadian Thanksgiving Weekend. 🇨🇦

For those of you who follow The Changing Palette you all know that one of our favourite places to be is the Pacific Spirit Park her in Vancouver. Here is a look back at a slide show from my Thanksgiving post three years ago showing all the beautiful Fall colours on the Admiralty Trail in the Park. For the full post visit Happy Thanksgiving from October 8th 2017.

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Happy Thanksgiving