Mosaicultures Internationales de Montreal
Montreal is my favorite city on earth. Calmer then New York, closer than London, classier than Boston (sorry, Boston). A dozen years after moving back to the US, I am still in love with this city. Not much has changed; the old Korean man still works the counter in the convenience store next to my old apartment, only now he has an ipad so he can play video games while he waits for college students to dash in for an emergency can of soup at three am. I went back to visit Concordia University’s Beaux Arts building, where I went to Design school oh so long ago. They’ve since built a two towered high rise for Computation Arts on St. Catherine’s, but the old building is still there…I wandered it’s halls this weekend, stopping in my first year studio arts figure drawing classroom where that cheeky professor initiated us to nude figure drawing with a six foot five african american male model…oh the days! The Old Port feels more like Europe, said my Berlin born, ex Parisian traveling companion, and le Plateau is crammed with adorable, ivy clad houses -actual houses!- right in the middle of a cosmopolitain city.
This weekend, in my ongoing quest to find new, startling things; I went to see the Mosaicultures Internationales de Montreal show at the Botanical Gardens, and was not disappointed. It’s difficult to capture the scale of this ingenious horticultural art, so consider going to see this yourself, before September 29, when the exhibit closes. It is truly jaw dropping.