Yesterday when on my way to meet a friend, I stopped at an unknown to me subway station. The station is relatively new and is near university grounds. As I walked out of the station, the painted electric box caught my eye.
I have noticed that a number of electric boxes around the city have been painted and I have admired them. I decided to snap a few pictures of this one to share.
I love the vibrant colours the artist used as well as the patterns. The artwork really stood out to me and I was happy to see it. The artwork brings a bit of colour to the neighbourhood and changes something dull and grey into something of beauty.
To be honest I thought of Becky while snapping the pictures – I am sure she would have enjoyed seeing this as part of her perspectives challenge last month.
As I walked away from the electric box yesterday, I made a note to myself to snap pictures of any others I may come across.
Have you seen any unexpected artwork recently? Where was it?
We are nearing the end of our third week of social distancing and, as I look down from our balcony mid-morning, I can see how quiet the streets and nearby park are. Normally at this time of day, the sidewalks are busy with people, the park echoes with the sound of playing children, and the roads are teeming with cars.
However, the eerie silence does have a thread of positivity running through it – the city dwellers in my neighbourhood are following the directives of the politicians in charge of running our country. Hopefully our actions will show results in the upcoming weeks. All I know as I look down from my balcony, that I miss being a part of the life on those streets.
When I looked out of my apartment window yesterday afternoon, not only was I discouraged at the grey skies but also at the number of buildings that have sprouted up over the last few years. A new crane has shown up on the horizon recently with a few being promised nearby. The grey skyline is not one I every expected to see daily when I was growing up in the suburbs in South Africa.
At night, the view changes a little and becomes less harsh. With the growing number of condos in the neighbourhood, though, the sky in no longer pitch black. No stars can be seen in the night sky.
The view I see daily from my window is not my first choice; but it is one that I have resigned myself to. Who knows what my future may hold; and what view I may see. For now, the city view is the one I live with.
The new offices of Harper Collins Publishers Canada is near the waterfront in Toronto. The elevator in the building is controlled by the woman manning the front desk and, when I visited the publishing house, she sent me right up to the 41st floor. I was ushered into the room where the author meet was to take place (see my post here) and I was swept away by what I saw through the windows. The day was a clear Spring day with no fog. The time was 5:45pm. The views were stunning!
The windows were full length and offered an uninhibited view of the city. How lucky to be working there with the opportunity to see those views everyday. I was certainly glad to have had the chance to see them myself.
Have you seen aerial views of a city? Which city was it? Feel free to add a photo in the comments.