Tag Archives: art

What Would Marshall McLuhan Say?

Posted on October 13, 2019 by

I don’t get into graffiti. I don’t go crazy over Banksy, though I suspect there is something there worth looking into–maybe when I am older. The other day, I spotted this piece of graffiti on a TTC subway. The subways … Continue reading →

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Unfamiliar

Posted on May 9, 2019 by

There’s this tree. It grows on someone’s corner lot not too far from my house.  Normally, it evokes no other response than, “it’s a tree.”  However, early in the morning, just as I peered at it, it seemed different.  Its … Continue reading →

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A New Picture

Posted on September 5, 2018 by

A little while ago, I posted a picture my student drew of me. It was a quick sketch, but I think it captured me quite well.  I thought she showed quite a bit of talent and other people reacted quite … Continue reading →

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When Students Draw

Posted on August 25, 2018 by

I am rather late getting to Friday’s Perfect Moment, but it was a pretty tiring work week. I had to choose between writing the blog and getting to bed early so I would be fresher for Saturday morning’s ride.  Given … Continue reading →

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The Woman With The Painting

Posted on August 26, 2017 by

I am a victim of curiosity. I was on the bus, waiting for it to depart, and not really paying attention to my surroundings. After a week of disinterested reading, I finally found something that held my attention.  It was … Continue reading →

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Indulging

Posted on August 20, 2017 by

Yesterday’s Perfect Moment was a bit of indulgence. After a morning of doctor appointments which only yielded further appointments, and a fruitless search at the library for something to read, I was ready for indulgence. I shouldn’t whine too much. … Continue reading →

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Swiss Ink

Posted on August 2, 2017 by

I notice that I have spent quite a bit of time writing about my students’ tattoos.  I guess this is because I am fascinated by them.  What I mean is that I am fascinated by the multicultural collection of tattoos … Continue reading →

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Anime Eyes

Posted on May 17, 2017 by

A young women sat near me on the bus today.  Despite registering her obviously good looks when she got on the bus, her age having derailed any romantic notions that I would have, I didn’t look at her too deeply. When she came … Continue reading →

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Bloor Street by Night

Posted on November 24, 2016 by

The addition to the ROM (Royal Ontario Museum) opened in 2007.  It certainly isn’t as controversial as the pyramid is at the Louvre, but it does raise some eyebrows.  I have even heard stories of it’s effect on the exhibits … Continue reading →

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My Daily Museum

Posted on November 15, 2016 by

My bus route is a trip down one street, and in the early morning hours, it seemed like I was traveling down one wing of a museum dedicated to construction. There was roadwork to the right of me.  There were … Continue reading →

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