I am posting to Claudya's Sundays in My City meme today. Many thanks to her for hosting!
We walked (it was a bit too cold for biking) to Harrison Galleries in the afternoon yesterday for treats and crossword time. On the way, we stopped to see if the Barred Owl I posted about that morning was still hanging out in the neighbourhood. I've named him/her Oli (Oliver or Olive) since there is very little way to identify gender. Bill was the one to spot him/her in a tree just around the corner from the one where s/he had last roosted.Oli's eyes opened sleepily..
to glance at Black Jack but closed again seconds later. I am still hoping his/her right eye will be okay without interference but am very grateful to have a contact number for someone from OWL rescue centre. The volunteers and staff there are, as my mother used to say, worth their weight in gold.
On the way home a couple of hours later, we stopped for a few minutes at Jennifer Kostuik Gallery. The silent auction is happening now and will continue for another ten days. Four works caught my eye. I'm not a golfer but this hand coloured screen print by Bill McCarroll brought back a memory of illustrations in childhood books and I liked the comic element.
"Forest Echo" by Jennifer Stead is a charcoal drawing with delicate beauty,
It took me a while to begin to put the story behind Philip Jarmain's "The Reader" together. At first, it was just a really interesting photograph with a zillion details to take it. Bill pointed out the guy with the gas mask looking in the window, and gradually, I came to see that this archival pigment ink print had a disturbing narrative. Still, I found it hard to draw my eyes away from it. Philip Jarmain describes himself as a craftsman rather than an artist. His web site is a fascinating look into his philosophy and work.
"Twister" by Marianne Lovink is made of plastic, paper, polymer resin, pigment and steel and will give you some idea of the diversity of art available in this one small gallery.
Continuing along a street that would allow us to check one more time on Oli, we passed a restaurant with snow on the tables. For some reason, the outdoor patio was deserted and Bill made a comment about life in Yaletown's Yuppieville :) Hopefully, the snow has come and gone for this year. Only a tiny dusting remains this morning in the park across from us.
Again, it was Bill who spotted Oli first. It was way too dark for much of a photo but s/he appeared to be sleeping comfortably in the same tree we had seen him/her earlier.
I hate to go a day without photographing Bill and Black Jack so they were enlisted to pose for me after supper during our reading time. I believe Black Jack enjoys this time as much as we do. The small lens has to go back to the camera store this week,
but I think it caught the flavour :)
We are presently reading "The Goldfinch" by Donna Tartt. It has been both celebrated and panned by critics, as described in this article but I do have to say it is holding my interest for now. I'm not so sure we will make it all the way through its 784 pages but we will take it one day at a time. It was a revelation to learn that I had posted in March of 2013 about the artist, Carel Fabritius. When we chose the novel, I hadn't realized we would be reading about the same painting shown in my post, but it definitely adds an element of fascination for me. That's it for today. Many thanks for stopping by. Have a peaceful and happy Sunday!