“A Punch of Colour”

11 February 2016 – I use that phrase a lot, to introduce an image with a vivid focal point. Never more accurately than right now. It greets us high on Roncesvalles, early in this week’s outing by the Tuesday Walking Society.

advertising a boxing club, high on Roncesvalles

A knockout, eh?

(It’s OK to groan.)

The joke is, I don’t take the image for the visual pun. I want to capture the anti-pigeon spikes atop the glove. And fail.

Moving right along!

As we do — south on Roncy, to where it stops short at a cliff-edge overlooking the lake and both King and Queen streets spring off to the east. We choose Queen, for no particular reason, and then rubber-neck our way past one nifty little store-front after another, many of them antique/vintage/junque shops.

We enter one of them, poke among the usual stuff, chat briefly with the agreeable owners — and are invited to meet Tom Dooley.

He is indeed hanging down his head, per the old North Carolina folk song, but not in contemplation of being executed for murder. No. TD is sound asleep, in his favourite chair.

I rustle around with my camera, and he wakes up.

"Tom Dooley" in a Queen West antiques shop

Corner of Sorauren & Queen West, and I come across a favourite mural. This happens a lot — I love them, indeed show them to you on this blog, but then forget where they are. So each rediscovery is another happy surprise.

Kwest (etc?) mural at Queen W & Sorauren

It’s the work of Kwest, and I think a few others, but his is the only name I am secure about.

I particularly like the final guy in this rather Chagall-esque line of figures, peering so quizzically at the vehicles below.

detail, mural at Queen W & Sorauren

Later on — back north/east to Dundas West near Brock St. —  we see a short alley covered in art. The work is unfamiliar, but we know the names, this trio often paints together.

We’re drawn in by these brilliant birds, the work of Fiya Bruxa …

alley s. from Dundas W e of Brock

slide on next to man & dog, by Bruno Smoky …

alley s. from Dundas W e. of Brock

and turn to the Big Cat on the opposite wall, by Shalak Attack.

alley s from Dundas W e. of Brock

One more spin of the heel, to check out the fish back on the west wall.

alley s. from Dundas W., e. of Brock

I don’t know this artist, Nick Sweetman, but obviously I should!

More walking, then the usual coffee break — with the world’s most spectacular singing bird somehow etched into the foam on my latte — and we continue east on Dundas West.

Big laugh at the brightest image in this shop window near Ossington:

a food shop, Dundas W & Ossington

Is that not the best possible image with which to close a post?

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  1. I thought maybe the anti-pigeon spikes were brass knuckles. (But that would be cheating.)


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