the view from here
from the balcony
a tallship touring, drifting
over the harbour


Victoria Day

Clouds melt under
Three tender steps and
An irrespressible grin
In a picture
You can't tell the fireworks from the city lights
Until you turn around,
Then for a few moments,
That's all there is
Speaking of Venice
I haven't heard any word on the Canadian selection for the
Venice Bienalle, so I'm taking this opportunity to launch my one-woman campaign to have
Max Streicher represent Canada in Venice in 2008.
Max's sculptures and installations have an ethereal beauty that is almost hypnotic. With each 'breath' the viewer is engaged in a meditation on life, death, the weight of human history and the 'weightlessness' of a snooze in a sunny meadow.
Ahh, I can hear them chanting in the streets....