Waiting to Skate

Waiting to Skate
[Photo By KPA]

This little girl was briefly out on the skating rink in Mississauga's City Centre, but had to come back into the shelter because the Zamboni was clearing the snow, which would fill up the cleared tracks just a few minutes later. We were in the middle of one of the worst snow blizzards I had experienced. A few brave souls went out nonetheless. I went because I wanted to view the latest exhibition at the Art Gallery of Mississauga which had opened day before. Here's my post on two works. The gallery would open a half hour later at noon - on week-ends. She came with her sister I am sure convincing their mother that it would be OK. She (and her older sister) got an apple each for their efforts!

Daylight Saving: After

[Photo By: KPA]

Day Light Saving: Before

[Photo By: KPA]

The Last of the Snow

Song of Solomon 2:11

For, lo, the winter is past

The Last of the Snow
[Photo By: KPA]

Song of Solomon 2

I am the rose of Sharon,
and the lily of the valleys.

2 As the lily among thorns,
so is my love among the daughters.

3 As the apple tree among the trees of the wood,
so is my beloved among the sons.
I sat down under his shadow with great delight,
and his fruit was sweet to my taste.

4 He brought me to the banqueting house,
and his banner over me was love.

5 Stay me with flagons, comfort me with apples:
for I am sick of love.

6 His left hand is under my head,
and his right hand doth embrace me.

7 I charge you, O ye daughters of Jerusalem,
by the roes, and by the hinds of the field,
that ye stir not up, nor awake my love, till he please.

8 The voice of my beloved!
behold, he cometh leaping upon the mountains,
skipping upon the hills.

9 My beloved is like a roe or a young hart:
behold, he standeth behind our wall,
he looketh forth at the windows,
shewing himself through the lattice.

10 My beloved spake, and said unto me,
Rise up, my love, my fair one, and come away.

11 For, lo, the winter is past,
the rain is over and gone;

12 the flowers appear on the earth;
the time of the singing of birds is come,
and the voice of the turtle is heard in our land;

13 the fig tree putteth forth her green figs,
and the vines with the tender grape give a good smell.
Arise, my love, my fair one, and come away.

14 O my dove, that art in the clefts of the rock,
in the secret places of the stairs,
let me see thy countenance, let me hear thy voice;
for sweet is thy voice, and thy countenance is comely.

15 Take us the foxes, the little foxes, that spoil the vines:
for our vines have tender grapes.

16 My beloved is mine, and I am his:
he feedeth among the lilies.

17 Until the day break, and the shadows flee away,
turn, my beloved, and be thou like a roe
or a young hart upon the mountains of Bether.

Reflection

Mississauga City Hall and Ice Skating Rink
[Photo By: KPAk]

2 Corinthians 3:18

But we all, with unveiled face seeing by reflection the glory of Lord, are transformed into the same likeness from glory to glory, just as from the Spirit of Lord.

Strokes of Light

Light Strokes
[Photo By: KPA]

Billow: Winter Gust

Billow: Winter Gust
Photo By: KPA

Picnic in the Snow

Picnic in the Snow
[Photo By: KPA]

From the Back-Window '291'

From the Back-Window '291'
1915
Platinum print
Dimensions: 24.5 x 19.4 cm (image) 25.2 x 20.2 cm (paper)
Alfred Stieglitz Collection [more information here]

291 Gallery, Promoter of Modern Art

Stieglitz himself became editor and publisher of Camera Work (1902-17), Photo-Secession's high-quality magazine - which rapidly became an important forum of modern art - and also staged numerous exhibitions in partnership with Steichen, with whom he set up the venue "Little Galleries of the Photo-Secession", in 1905. It soon became known as "291" after its address on Fifth Avenue. Through his writing, exhibitions, and other social networking, Stieglitz became a strong supporter of creative photography, as well as avant-garde art generally, and went to great efforts to inform modern artists in America, about the latest modern art movements, notably Cubism (1908-14), Futurism (c.1909-14), Dada (1916-24), as well as works by modernist 20th century sculptors. Indeed, during the decade 1905-1914, "291" metamorphosed from being an outlet for exhibiting Photo-Secessionist photography, to being the foremost centre for modern European and American artists. With the advice of Steichen, Marius de Zayas, and Max Weber, all of whom had contacts with artists in France, "291" became the first place in America to showcase works by the Fauvist Henri Matisse (1869-1954), the Post-Impressionist Cezanne (1839-1906), the naif painter Henri Rousseau (Le Douanier) (1844-1910), the Cubists Pablo Picasso (1881-1973) and Francis Picabia (1879-1953), as well as the famous sculptors Auguste Rodin (1840-1917) and Constantin Brancusi (1876-1957). In addition, he also promoted representational and abstract paintings by modernist American artists including the master watercolourist John Marin (1870-1953), as well as Marsden Hartley (1877-1943), Arthur Dove (1880-1946), Alfred H Maurer (1868-1932), Abraham Walkowitz (1878-1965), Charles Demuth (1883-1935), and others. [text source]

Church and Snow
[Photo By: KPA]

Snow and Fog

Snow and Fog, Early Morning
[Photo By: KPA]

First Day of Winter: 5:23pm (Southern Ontario)

Jubilee Gardenm Mississauga
December 21, 2018
[Photo By: KPA]

Clock Tower

Mississauga City Hall Clock Tower
(9am November 20, 2018)
[Photo By: KPA]

Entry Into Winter

Glass wall at the entrance to the Jubilee Garden, Mississauga
November 20, 2018
[Photo By: KPA]

Winter Entrance

Glass wall at the entrance to the Jubilee Garden, Mississauga
November, 20 2018
[Photo By: KPA]

"He Shall Cover Thee With His Feathers"

How Do Buds Survive Winter?

The bud scales of magnolia trees are...covered with soft, silver hairs
that look a little bit like a fur coat and help insulate the buds from the cold.

Winter Protection
"He shall cover thee with his feathers"

[Photos By: KPA]
Jubilee Garden, Mississauga
November 17, 2018

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Psalm 91:

He that dwelleth in the secret place of the most High shall abide under the shadow of the Almighty.
2 I will say of the Lord, He is my refuge and my fortress: my God; in him will I trust.
3 Surely he shall deliver thee from the snare of the fowler, and from the noisome pestilence.
4 He shall cover thee with his feathers, and under his wings shalt thou trust: his truth shall be thy shield and buckler.
5 Thou shalt not be afraid for the terror by night; nor for the arrow that flieth by day;
6 Nor for the pestilence that walketh in darkness; nor for the destruction that wasteth at noonday.
7 A thousand shall fall at thy side, and ten thousand at thy right hand; but it shall not come nigh thee.
8 Only with thine eyes shalt thou behold and see the reward of the wicked.
9 Because thou hast made the Lord, which is my refuge, even the most High, thy habitation;
10 There shall no evil befall thee, neither shall any plague come nigh thy dwelling.
11 For he shall give his angels charge over thee, to keep thee in all thy ways.
12 They shall bear thee up in their hands, lest thou dash thy foot against a stone.
13 Thou shalt tread upon the lion and adder: the young lion and the dragon shalt thou trample under feet.
14 Because he hath set his love upon me, therefore will I deliver him: I will set him on high, because he hath known my name.
15 He shall call upon me, and I will answer him: I will be with him in trouble; I will deliver him, and honour him.
16 With long life will I satisfy him, and shew him my salvation.

Morning on the Hudson

Morning on the Hudson
[Photo By KPA
New York, 2016]

I got a coffee from the nearby market, poured it into my thermos, got a bran muffin and walked down from my Upperwest Side apartment around 110th Street down to Riverside Drive. Eventually, I found a quiet spot (where the noise from heavy-morning traffic roaring down the Henry Hudson Parkway was abated by a brief half circle from 96th to 89th) and found a bench close enough to the water. I kept my gloves on and drank the welcome warm coffee and took bites from my muffin. It was freezing of course. But I was well-covered with layers everywhere, including two layers of gloves (woolen and those padded waterproof ones which look like I'm on an expedition in the Antarctic). The thin woolen gloves served to keep me temporary (very) warmed as I too pictures.

Some hardy souls were my companions along the snowy path, including dogs and their owners. We said hello to each other in solidarity.

It was all worth every minute!

Happy Climate Change: Oops: New Year!!!!

Dawn, January 1, 2018
[Photo: KPA]

A frozen Lake Ontario is in the horizon

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Lake Effect Clouds:

What happens is that the cold dry air is coming in from the west and picks up moisture, as I described above. The air over the warmer lakes is rising, though. The cold air is blowing above it, acting like a lid to the rising warm, moist air. The rising air is stopped, and flows around to either side (imagine a plume of, say, cigarette smoke hitting the ceiling; at the top it splits and flows away from the plume with circular vortices). It cools and sinks, forming two circular patterns that rotate horizontally in opposite directions. The wind stretches them out, blowing them downwind, forming long streamers. This happens all up and down the coast, so you get a big series of cylindrical clouds, each one rotating in the opposite sense of the one next to it.

The Acrtic in Mississauga

C-Cafe, in Mississauga, has displayed fifteen of George Hunter's photographs
(visible in the back of the room, by the window).

There was a retrospective on the life and work of Mississauga (native) photographer George Hunter on November 7 at C-Cafe, which for some reason I missed. That's too bad! I suppose I should be more in tune with online announcements (the information was here), rather than other ways of publicity. Although, to the credit of the cafe folk, they do leave behind upcoming programs at their front tables, but I must have missed this one.

The announcement for the exhibition has this biography:

Mississauga’s George Hunter’s remarkable images span seven decades and
create memorable impressions of people and places from across Canada and
more than 100 countries world-wide. Appointed to the Royal Canadian Academy
of the Arts in 1977 and widely published, his work includes photo spreads in
TIME Magazine and a major exhibit by the National Film Board of Canada. His
prints are found in permanent collections across Canada and locally in the Art
Gallery of Mississauga. Stories from a lifetime of photography and images from
Hunter’s iconic career will be shared with the cafe audience by two contemporary
artists, Tom Bochsler and Ken Clayton.

Fifteen of Hunter's photographs are now on display at C-Cafe. I took a photograph of a few images on display, but the one below was what caught my attention because of the drama of the train ploughing through the snow. I took a photograph of the photograph! Somehow I knew copies would be hard to find.


George Hunter (1921–10 April 2013)
Manitoba: Early Morning Salutations, Baker Lake
1946
51cm x 62cm

[This is a photograph I took of the display. It's not very good. I was too far away when I took it, and there was too much light reflecting on the glass. I will try another time.]

I showed the staff at the C-Cafe the photograph below, and joked a little.


Arctic in Mississauga
[Photo By: KPA]

"I can say that I got took this photo while on assignment in the Arctic!"

"Where did you take it?"

"Right out there, where the fountains usually are."

The very shallow pool has been converted into a skating rink, and this was before anyone had skated on it, and the zamboni didn't need to smooth it out. The scratches are probably from the Christmas tree and other things being dragged across the ice.
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Snow Out of Season

[Photos By: KPA]

We got a load of snow yesterday. It was a one-day event. The weather forecast has cleared us of any more storms for the next two weeks.

But, it is still winter (actually, not even officially winter yet). We have an three months to go.

I look forward to it.

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