Sunday, September 3, 2017

Vancouver present and past

Instead of a 12-hour door-to-door trip from Sointula to New York City, my return turned out to be a 48-hour one, thanks to the always late Pacific Coastal airline. Missing my connecting flight Thursday, I had to overnight in Vancouver, before finally arriving yesterday morning at 7 a.m. at JFK. Vancouver is a lovely city, however, and the weather was beautiful. I was able to do something I had wanted to do since my first visit to that city in 2014. At that time, I stayed at the Buchan Hotel, and from my window could be seen the so-called English Beach. On that warm August day, tons of people were out on the beach or in the water. My visit that time did not allow a beach visit, but after checking in on Thursday afternoon at the Rosedale on Robson Suite Hotel (highly recommended) in downtown Vancouver, I undertook a long walk along the Seawall, heading for English Beach. It was farther than I imagined, but half-way there, just past the Granville Bridge, was the Sunset Beach, complete with life guard, so I stopped and enjoyed a brisk swim. How lovely it was!

View from my hotel room
Despite all the glass-fronted high rises and the continuing building activity, Vancouver seems at such moments the most livable of cities, with the Seawall being one of the attractions of modern urban life. Mid-afternoon, and tons of folks were out biking, skating, running, sitting in cafes and enjoying the amenities of advanced Western civilization. Adding to the attractiveness is the city's location and its small "footprint" within a mountain surround.

Outside the Vancouver Art Gallery
I did a lot of walking. Among the places I visited was the Vancouver Art Gallery. The featured exhibition was entitled "Claude Monet: Secret Garden," with thirty-eight paintings from the Musée Marmottan Monet, including many from Monet's Giverny period.

 
More interesting to me was the exhibit "Pictures from Here," with its representations of Vancouver and surrounds, especially the early photographs of Vancouver-based Fred Herzog. One gets a very different picture of Vancouver from these early photographs. Clearly the Vancouver Expo led to the changing face of the city.

Fred Herzog, Hastings & Columbia St., 1958
One critic of Vancouver's gentrification is Henri Robideau, whose works are "narrative collages" combining photos and hand-written texts. Oppenheimer Park Homeless Summer 2014, for instance, includes photos of an encampment of what Robideau calls the "dispossessed." The focus of the protests that summer concerned, among other things, gentrification. It is an irony of places like Vancouver that, in becoming so attractive to people with money, these places also attract others who do not generate money themselves.

Henri Robideau, Homeless Summer 2014
One very impressive artist was Evan Lee, whose works draw on real images of the kinds of forest fires that ravaged parts of British Columbia this summer. After downloading the aerial views from the internet, Lee manipulated the pigments produced from ink jet printing, creating new shapes and blurring outlines, and setting the whole thing with an acrylic medium.
Evan Lee, British Columbia forest fire
And, finally, an image of a family gathering that stands in interesting contrast to the photo above by Fred Herzog.

Fred Herzog, Family on the Lawn, 1959
Nowadays, families gather, but no longer pass the time talking; solitary activity is preferred. The photo was taken in the departure lounge of the Vancouver Airport, as I waited to board my 10:50 p.m. flight to New York. As always, click on images to enlarge.


Friday, September 1, 2017

Last days in Sointula



Big Rock cottage
It's Friday morning, and I should be sitting in my apartment in Manhattan. Well, Pacific Coastal Airline let me down again: the plane from Port Hardy to Vancouver was an hour late taking off, so I missed my connecting flight to New York yesterday afternoon. I checked in at the very pleasant Rosedale on Robson Hotel Suites in the heart of downtown Vancouver, took a walk along the seawall, and stopped at Sunset Beach to swim. Lovely afternoon, and there is nothing like staying in a well-run hotel for comfort, even if I am delayed returning home until Saturday morning.

The last few days in Sointula went by somewhat hectically. There are always people to see, not to forget all the loans that had to be returned, e.g., the bike that I pedaled on the past two months. Oh, and of course packing. If I had not bought so many books on my excursion to Germany in late July, my bags would not now be so heavy. After all, I always leave a box of summer clothes with H****** at the end of my stay. Reminder: be very selective what I bring next time in the way of books.


On Yo's deck
On Tuesday evening I went to Yo's for drinks. Janine was already sitting outside on Yo's deck, one of my favorite places in Sointula. We made an excursion to the Burger Barn for dinner: so reliable!

The picture at the top is of my summer home, painted by Tyler Wallace. He even captured Yours Truly and her bike.

At the Burger Barn
Thanks to all my Sointula friends for your generosity and friendship, and I look forward to seeing you next summer. In the meantime, I will continue to post occasionally, adding pictures from the past two months and even from previous years, not to forget discoursing on the nature of utopia.