We all know that red means stop, right?
What you may not realize is that’s only part of the story…
because red also means stop and take a picture!
And so I did.
‘Demonstration’ by Michael Landry
at the Power Plant Contemporary Art Gallery
Now showing in the narrow Fleck Clerestory is an installation that consists of a collection of red and white paintings on paper. Each is a male and/or female shaped silhouette figure with a protest sign. They are pinned to the wall, from top to bottom. Every one has a different slogan, phrase and/or image on the placard they are holding.
below: Looking down on the Fleck Clerestory from the upper level.
The work has grown, i.e. more pieces have been added, since it was installed late in September. Landry has been asking the public to contribute their thoughts and feelings which he then draws. Over the course of the next few months, it will evolve and grow as more people submit their ideas and suggestions. In the end there will be a “wall of protest”, or perhaps more aptly, it will be a snapshot of the hopes and concerns that we have.
below: Some of the issues addressed from the serious (stop fracking, end hate, no more marijuana arests, opioid overdoses) to the more lighthearted (such as ‘go topless day’, and ‘we the north’).
If you have an image, slogan, or words, and you want to participate in this project, check out the submission guidelines by following this link
below: “No pipeline” and “lorsque les mots perdent leur sens, les gens perdent leur liberte”.
below: “Stop premature Christmas decorating!”
The exhibit continues until mid-May.
“Sing me a rainbow, paint me a dream.
Show me a world that I’ve never seen.”
The first Monday after the “fall back” time change is always one of my favorite days of the year. That’s when I feel like I got an extra hour of sleep. So I woke up feeling great but of course it’s November so there were some grey clouds. Still, the phrase “I can sing a rainbow” was stuck in my head. But I don’t sing, so I did the next best thing and took a rainbow of photos as I walked today. Beat the blahs away by capturing the brightest moments.
below: And what goes best with rainbows? Why not a unicorn?! It looks like the work of #whatsvictorupto
If you know the children’s song, “I Can Sing a Rainbow”, you will know that the colours in the lyrics aren’t in the correct ROYGBV order (or IV at the end if you include indigo). It’s a cute little song so I will forgive the author.
And in case your childhood didn’t include this song, here are the words:
Red and yellow and pink and green,
Purple and orange and blue,
I can sing a rainbow,
sing a rainbow,
Sing a rainbow too.
Listen with your eyes,
Listen with you ears,
And sing everything you see.
I can sing a rainbow,
Sing a rainbow,
Sing a rainbow too.
Yesterday I was out near Dundas West and Dufferin to visit an art gallery, the Stephen Bulger Gallery, as they have a showing of photos of the Union Station renovation by Larry Towell. I don’t have any photos from that exhibit, but it is on for another week if you’re interested.
Instead, I have photos from the walk that I took afterwards. I started walking west on Dundas and south on Dufferin, looking for interesting doors, windows, and stores. I wasn’t disappointed. Of course, I was distracted (alleys!) along the way (graffiti!) but I have tried to stick to the architectural shots for this post. Sort of. In no particular order….
below: There was a car parked in front of this building so I cropped off the bottom. The optical illusion covered the whole front of the building. It’s definitely unique!
below: Two people walk past a forest of trees and shrubs.
below: Lisboa Hardware and Building Supplies with many household items on display outside – including barbecues, watering cans, and carpets. Old paintings linger on the tile wall.
below: A blue bike is parked in front of the french doors of the Black Dice Cafe.
below: A very typical two storey house in this part of Toronto. This was the predominate style of architecture of residential buildings at a certain time – late 1800’s and early 1900’s I think (and maybe longer?). I like the Canadian flag in the window and the new tree in the tiny front yard.
below: On Dufferin Street, an increasingly common scene as glass towers pop up all over the city. The west side of Dufferin Street, just north of Queen.
below: A similar scene on a smaller street nearby.
below: Distractions in an alley – this one was a dead end (with the dead end behind me). One of the disadvantages of having your garage in an alley like this is that getting your lawn mower from the garage to the yard involves a bit of a walk. But look at all those doors and windows in buildings that look like they’ve been painted from the same palate.
below: Another alley with a different character. An open door covered with graffiti, balconies above the garages, and what is that? – a TTC pole at the top of the stairs?
below: The entranceway of an older brick low-rise apartment building on St. Clarens Ave.
below: Another distraction! A crochet bombed pole beside a bright pink wall.
below: I happened upon this cute little free library too – so cute and whimsical with its big eyes keeping watch. There has been some controversy about these in Toronto recently. One owner of little library was ticketed for violating a city bylaw that disallows structures on a person’s property within 3.5 metres of a sidewalk. It was ordered removed within 14 days or a $100 fine would be levied. Yesterday City Hall decided not to pursue this.
below: Nearby was another little free library with a little latched door. It seems that here you can also pick up a pair of shoes along with a book!
below: Did I find Toronto’s smallest house?
below: Somewhere in the jungle is a front door or two! A shared sidewalk to squabble over in the winter – who gets to shovel it.
below: Gates. I’ve never understood the reason for little gates like these. Back in their youth they probably looked quite trim and proper. Now they are sagging and rusted and showing their age; perhaps that’s a reflection of their owners? Not a complaint – a rusted gate has great photographic potential.
below: Fire damage that is now being repaired. The neighbours seem to have built a thriving shrine (good luck charm?, religious offering? is there a name for these?) beside their front door.
below: We have our share of ugly doors on ugly walls.
below: Have a seat
below: On Dufferin Street between Dundas and Queen – Once upon a time this house was totally decorated in pink and white. Some of it remains – the arch in front of the door as well as the fence at the side of the house. Now it is bigger, squarer, and uglier. Even the grominator graffiti on the wall can’t overcome the ‘boringness’ of the renovated structure.
below: I don’t want to end this post on an ugly note, so here’s a cheerful bright yellow door!
Now that Honest Ed’s stands empty, the walls and windows have become home to advertising posters and graffiti. Here is a sample of what was there yesterday.
below: Love mix #2 says “Music is the best way for me to say I love you”.
below: Hermes 24 Eau de Parfum at $1500 per ounce. Not sure what “extrait” means!
below: Urban ninja squadron and planet_selfie get together!
below: Topsy turvy wall. The puzzle pieces weren’t put together correctly!
below: Another ‘Diversity is Hope’ pasteup
below: There are a few of these “Why didn’t Drake save Honest Eds” posters on the walls. This is the only one that has been added to with “He had $2.00 less then (sic) God” and “He made 1 billion”.
below: You are free!
below: Pasteup of Heath Ledger as The Joker
below: Red and glittery gold.
I’m talking to you….
Well, I’m not the one doing the talking. In fact, no one is talking, or shouting for that matter. The words are silent, present.. but quiet. They are written on the walls; scrawled on the walls. They’re rarely beautiful and they’d rarely qualify as being profound.
below: But “Sometimes it doesn’t matter”. I love the ambiguity and flexibility of the word ‘it’ in this context. Write your own story. Develop your own plot.
below: … even if the plot doesn’t make sense, like Trump himself.
below: From Trump we jump to conspiracy theories. That was easy wasn’t it?
below: I have no segue for 911 conspiracies to love. A jump in the plot?
below: Sentimental feelings – dripping with sentiment. Oh dear.
below: .. or wishes for feelings of being loved
below: Pull yourself together and get it together…. But.. but.. Buddha once said: “Life is suffering; suffering is just part of life.” Sooooo if you start suffering do you stop living? Yes, I can be insufferable, just like philosophy and psychology and a few other ologies.
below: Did I mention that sometimes the words make no sense?
below: These words, on the other hand, make sense: Bew Are! (not technically graffiti but my editor didn’t question it!)
And that’s the end. No more words. I have no more words. Fini.
Elvis has left the building.
Cliffside is an area around Kingston Road in the west side of the city and the ‘cliff’ in the name refers to the Scarborough Bluffs. The murals in this post are all on Kingston Road just west of Midland Ave. They are the result of work of Mural Routes, an organization “dedicated to the creation, development and promotion of public wall art” since 1990.
below: ‘Spooners Garage’ by Phillip Woolf, 1992. Art Spooner’s garage in Cliffside was built in 1926 (and rebuilt in 1947). The mural has two parts, each showing a different time period. They face each other.
below: … and the later version
below: ‘H.M. Schooner, Onondaga c. 1793’ by Jeff Jackson 1992. The Onondaga was built near Kingston in 1790 and it served with the Provincial Marine until 1797. It was the ship in which John Graves Simcoe and his wife Elizabeth sailed across Lake Ontario to York (now Toronto) to establish the capital of Upper Canada.
below: ‘Let’s Take a Walk on the Wildside’ by B.C. Johnson, 2016. Canadian plants and animals cover all four sides of Ikki Sushi – herons, bears, moose, beaver, and fox among the pine trees. Creeks, swamp, and waterfalls can also be seen. More of Johnson’s work can be seen at Sandown Lane Cliffside blog post
below: ‘Cliffside Golf Course’ by Dan Sawatzky, 1991. Founded by George McCordick in 1931, the Cliffside Golfcourse was south of Kingston Road and overlooked Lake Ontario. It closed in 1950. The mural is faded and partially obscured by two trees.
below: The words on the mural tell the story of the golf course.
The last two murals have appeared in a previous blog post that I wrote once upon a time when I didn’t know how many Scarborough murals there were. Even now I’ve hardly scratched the surface.
below: ‘The Half Way House’ by John Hood, 1990. The mural is at the corner of Midland Avenue & Kingston Road which is where the inn and stage coach stop was located. The building was moved to Black Creek Pioneer Village in 1965.
below: ‘The Bluffs as Viewed by Elizabeth Simcoe c. 1793’ by Risto Turunen, 1992. The story is that Elizabeth Simcoe was so impressed by the view of the cliffs she persuaded her husband, John Graves Simcoe, to name the area after Scarborough England where there are similar cliffs.
There are more murals on old Kingston Road both to the east and west of these, but that will be a story for another day.
Or more exactly, murals on Dundas West near Brock and Sheridan.
Starting with an old favourite – I had mentioned this mural in a prior post, Bloordale to Brockton, but at the time it wasn’t finished and it had no signature. Now it is completed and signed, Jonny Cakes and sewp.
In the background (on the other side of Brock Avenue) is a new mural by Tilay & Aner.
If you are familiar with the area, you will know that a very large Lovebot was on a wall here. You’ll be happy to know that he’s still here, large than life, kitty-corner from the cat and mouse.
Tilay & Aner have also painted another mural nearby, one with a South American flavour. It is on the side of building on Dundas West, but closer to Sheridan Ave.
We looked out side and saw that it was a beautiful sunny day!
These gals may be all dressed up with nowhere to go but I decided to hit the streets again.
below: It seems I’m in a neighbourhood that lovebot watches over and protects!
below: A ghost sign that has been revealed by demolition of a building on Queen Street East .
“Relieves fatigue, sold everywhere” is part of an old coca-cola ad. I wonder if 5 cents was a bargain at that time.
below: Another ghost sign. Mr. Frankfurt “Toronto’s hot dog king” opened their restaurant in July of 1984. It is long gone but the large yellow sign remains.
below: Peace and love encounter number two!
below: Love and concern of a different kind. Part of COUNTERfit memorial where people have scratched words and drawings into the metal. An angel, a heart, a dove, a coffin. “The war on drugs is a war on us”. “For every prohibition, you create an underground”. “Each death is an end of the world Cada muerie es un fin del mundo.” There is more to this memorial including a list of names as well as flowers and candles that have been left at the base of the metal sculpture.
below: Eddie’s Convenience with it’s bit of history. The mural on the wall is from an old photograph of Queen Street East circa 1926. The old “drink Canada Dry” sign that hangs over the doorway is a piece of history too. The faded words on the top of the sign say “Eddie’s Confectionery”. Does anyone know how old the sign might be?
below: More peace and love!
below: It seems like everywhere I go I encounter a building being demolished and today was no exception. The Church of Our Lady and St. Basil near Queen and Logan is in the process of coming down. It was not an old building.
below: Alley access is blocked beside the church.
You can see into the church where part of the exterior wall has been broken.
below: Dust drifts past the stained glass windows.
below: Valentine love (and Christmas bells) for all those who pass through the gate.
How can you resist smiling as you pass by?
below: A different house, a different arch over a gate – this time little balloon shaped objects made of fabric with tassles at the bottom. Do they have any significance?
below: A large plant grows inside.
below: A sunny day makes for interesting shadows.
below: A little bit of whimsy. Someone has hung three little decorative bird houses from the branch of a tree, not in someone’s front yard but by the sidewalk on Queen Street East.
below: And whimsy is good. This isn’t exactly cupid but it’s naked and has wings. Cupid as a grown-up?
below: Full circle, back to Doll Factory by Damzels – have a happy day!
I started walking Graffiti Alley the other day but I didn’t stick to my plan. I meandered and wandered through other alleys as well as I generally headed west.
below: A bright, vibrant, wonderful piece by birdo in an alley north of Queen Street West.
below: Another birdo nearby
below: Only remnants remain. Was it a stikman? Or was it something else?
below: Auston Matthews already has his picture on T-shirts.
It can’t be easy having the hopes of all those Maple Leaf fans resting on your shoulders.
below: Of course normal is boring. What I need is a t-shirt that says “rather be walking”
below: This wall is not new but there is usually a car parked in front of it when I walk past. King Reign and Son of S.O.U.L. were two Toronto hip hip artists who passed away in 2016.
below: Stickers on a box
below: I love the juxtaposition of the car in the mural with the real cars parked in the alley. Also the alignment of the first two walls makes the painting look like one.
below: This is another painting that I saw in Graffiti Alley.
I think that it’s new, or at least I don’t remember seeing it before.
below: Your words of advice for today.
below: Fake. as in Fake news. Fake people. Fake money. Fake graffiti artist?
below: These grey paper paste-ups have appeared on top of a number of street art paintings in Graffiti Alley.
I’m not sure who did it or why.

below: Blowing bubbles. Looks irresistibly ready for someone to pop it!
It was painted by @wamurals aka WayneArt
below: Hidden houses. Being pushed out by the big boys.
below: Half of a lovebot in a doorway.
below: A whole lovebot mixing it up with another creature. I think it’s by grominator but I’m not sure.
I like to think of it as lovebot fighting his demons.
below: Look up, way up, to find the switch from love to fear.
Yikes!, it’s switched to fear now and it’s not going to be easy to change it.
below: Lucy and trouble and a weird looking face in a messy dimly lit doorway that assaulted my nose.
below: Many of the planters along Queen West have been painted including this tribute to Gord Downie.
below: A little astronaut floats away. But he’s not up in the air where you’d expect to find him. He’s way down low near the ground. Perhaps he’s not floating away, perhaps he’s falling back to Earth?
Don’t over think it though. Just keep your eyes open and ready for the unexpected!