Reservoir

Upon entering the park at St. Clair Reservoir,
I ride up the small hill at dusk.

The park has changed since then, the open pools with broken glass are gone and a fancy fountain smugly takes their place.

I remember nights, almost twenty years ago, spent here.
We were generally innocent yet up to no good.

The jungle gym, where Jana and I were sipping beers underage, got caught by undercover cops. I rolled down the hill with Rom while beltng out dead tunes, and suppressing my crush.

This was also the last place I saw the lively, multi-talented and vivacious Becca, sitting on a bench with her father months before she took a bottle of cheap wine and a cab to the Scarborough Bluffs and threw herself over the cliff into the night.

I have always thought of her last moment, landing at the bottom, her body moved and licked by the corner lips of Lake Ontario.

and....

When I turned the corner in Barcelona, I stumbled upon Heaven.














And upon this discovery every heartbreak, every pain, every harsh word thrown and every insecure
moment vanishes......







Bliss!





Glee!

Big life, small world

A funny thing happened to me on the way to Barcelona....

I had just joined the que at Victoria Station to purchase a train ticket to the airport.
I turn around looking briefly and joining behind me is a fellow artist with an equal affection towards escape...

We instantly start to laugh. Where are you going?
Barcelona.
Me too. Ryanair?
Yes.
Let's go together.

Coincidence? Maybe.

Or maybe not.

Sitting on the sand before the incredible blue of the Mediterranean,
we speak of art and heartbreak.
Laugh at our need to flee,
and accept how small our worlds are.
No matter how big a life we attempt to live.

La Boqueria / Sant Josep Market, Barcelona

Fresh crusty bread
San Simon Cheese, smoked sheep's milk. No longer available in Canada.
Two kinds of olives, black and green. Both cured and kept in olive oil.

White wine.

Almonds and big fat juicy raisins, still with seeds.
One huge dark chocolate truffle and one white.
Fresh Passionfruit
Cherries.

Dinner for one.

Wish you were here.