Saturday Afternoons

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So here is how I spiral from a lovely Saturday afternoon with my husband to muttering four-letter words in the shower this morning (thankfully no one but the cats were around to hear it). Consider it a mapping of an overactive creative mind.

Back up a few days

Saturday rolls around and we are wondering what to do. Looking through NOW magazine, I spot a few things happening down on Queen W. that would be fun to go and check out (I mean, it’s not like we hadn’t been down there twice already last week). Being a good girl and obviously devoted blogger, I put on lip gloss and grabbed my camera and off we go.

Blah, blah blah…Toronto is such a creative city, filled with talent, emerging artist scene…you can fill in the rest. We come across a lovely little table outside what I believe is a men’s clothing store (I am still not sure). This table is covered in boxes filled with little letters. Enter heavenly music here. Being the language geek that I am, means there is no way that anything can tear me away from these boxes of beautiful lil letters! Except maybe one thing. An angel, I mean the store owner, comes outside and watches me drool. “There are tones more inside.” Dear god. I hope my husband didn’t have any more plans, cuz my afternoon is booked now.

I was very restrained and after much scrutiny, managed to walk out of the store with three letters in my pocket that spell my name. I had no idea what I was going to do with the old typeset, but as far as I was concerned it was the wisest $1.50 I have spent in a long time. Isn’t it pretty?

So the letters have been sitting on my desk next to the purple journal (still unopened) since Saturday. I have played with them and moved them around, but they only really spell one thing that makes any sense, and they have really had no destiny other that this. So when something sits on my desk for long enough, I will eventually photograph it.

Fast forward to this morning. The resulting photograph is being posted here today for you to enjoy and the light bulbs are going off in my head. I love the way the photos turned out and a new project is born. The brain has been racing ever since (hence the muttering in the shower). I guess there is something to be said about January hibernation. The creative juices are flowing here and I am now madly searching for information on mapping systems and symbolic systems (anyone with any info, feel free to fill me with your knowledge).

That’s it for today, I am off on another tangent (so much for focus) and I guess I will be heading back down to Queen Street one more time…