If art and design are what define you (and all of us are conformed by multiple disciplines, whether we consider ourselves creative entities or not), just being out and
about provides fortitude to your muse. There is always something extremely
rewarding about wandering around a city. This free roaming becomes an
activity of sustenance, the keeper of the inspired spark. Any city (any place, really) will provide this incomparable experience--NYC, Mexico City, Tokyo, Fez,
Paris, you name it--and Toronto is no exception, it is rather an exceptional city, and for almost three years now, we have had the privilege of calling it home.
Just this Monday, ambling inside the ROM and the Bata became nourishing, unhurried events. A purposeful walk on Queen Street West, looking for E's perfect low-tops, became simply insightful--mostly because of the ruckus created by the TTC's Queen & Spadina intersection closure. Backgrounds, foregrounds, contrasts in colour and scale, sounds and smells... it was all there, we only needed to open up our senses, and immerse ourselves in it all.
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