Spirit Dark after Guernica, in progress
The evolution of today’s post:
The Pacific Spirit Regional Park in Vancouver is a beautiful jewel in our city, a place of peace and tranquility that I have posted about many times, and as recently as this week’s Photo Challenge from The Daily Post. On our last visit there one of my photos inspired me……to set up a number of sheets of newsprint on the studio wall and see where it took me with charcoal, crayon and paint.
I was happy that the image was progressing well and was close to being finished……and then yesterday morning came the news from Spain of the horrific terrorist attack killing and injuring countless innocent men, women and children from all over the world, enjoying a summer’s evening in Las Ramblas in Barcelona. The images were heartbreaking, and one particularly was unforgettable, a baby’s stroller abandoned on the sidewalk and a child lying motionless in the street. I shall never forget the first time I saw Picasso’s Guernica in New York in 1965. It has haunted me ever since, and those images from Barcelona immediately brought it back to me. It is perhaps one of the greatest works of protest art ever created, painted by Picasso after the attack on the city of Guernica in 1937. Suddenly my Spirit Park in the studio seemed a million miles away from the reality of the carnage and horror happening across the sea, and images relating to another time in history started to appear amongst the trees together with that stroller and that beautiful innocent child. As I send sympathy and condolences to all those suffering from yet another crime against humanity, Spirit Dark in some small way is my way of protesting these evil times. One more photo from that morning in the park perhaps allows me to end with a ray of hope in our dark world.
Diversions, distractions, and delightful detours.
For this week’s Photo Challenge from The Daily Post we are asked where do we find our “Ooh, Shiny” moments. If you follow The Changing Palette you will know one of my favourite walks is in Vancouver’s Pacific Spirit Regional Park, and when the sun is out it’s all about those Ooh, Shiny moments, whether it be the height of the summer, as it was just a week or two ago…
…or in the cool, clear, colorful days of Fall, as I posted in October 2015
I hope you’re exclaiming “Ooh, Shiny!” with me 🙂
For last week’s Discover Challenge Ben asked us to show “something that stands out from the everyday.” This second submission is to share one of those rare moments to be savoured both visually and aurally. Last week on our favourite walk along the Admiralty Trail in the Pacific Spirit Regional Park the sun was illuminating the trees swaying in the warm afternoon wind creating a symphony of light and sound.
This week is our daughter and son-in-law’s second wedding anniversary and our forty second. A time to celebrate and be thankful, but this year I cannot help but think of the families and friends so callously murdered and injured at their own wedding celebrations last week in Gaziantep, near the Syrian border in Turkey, and to whom I dedicate today’s post. There are no words that can begin to understand their sorrow and pain. Not being religious I will let the wind in the trees of the Pacific Spirit Park be my prayer.
Looking up on the Admiralty Trail in the Pacific Spirit Regional Park in Vancouver on a beautiful Spring day in April this year. You can see more photos of these spectacular leafy canopies from our trail walk in spring forward fall back, and the same trail decked out in glorious autumnal colors last October in Boundaries.
Today was a beautiful Spring day for a walk along one of our favourite city trails here in Vancouver, the Admiralty Trail in the Pacific Spirit Park. How different were the colours today, a wonderful array of greens and umbers, compared to the rich reds and yellows of the Fall, which you will have seen last October in my post for the Weekly Photo Challenge: Boundaries. Take a moment to look back yourselves and compare; I think you’ll find it’s worth it.
Yesterday, on another inspiring early morning walk along the Admiralty Trail on the boundary of the Pacific Spirit Regional Park, the sunlight filtering through the high overhanging branches created a canopy of colour that at times simply took our breath away.
We stepped aside for the joggers and then met the two little Papillon sisters Cricket and Bella, aged six and seven, who kindly pawsed and posed for me.
Autumn in all its glory, once again, I hope you agree.