It started with a Japanese lunch enjoyed by writers John and Ruth Colombo, poet/painter Suparna Ghosh, Danica and me. After dessert, we went for a look at Suparna’s condo “cottage”, a few steps down the block from her big home, a house-sized apartment across from Maple Leaf Gardens.
Above is the 39th floor vista from her Blueview “cottage”. The air was hazy (forest fire smoke?) but you can see all the way to the Toronto Islands. Someday, developers will fix that, but for now the tower-walls are incomplete.
Looking down, I saw the building that housed the first ad agency to employ me. An otherwise unpopular ad exec attracted visits to his office by sharing binoculars he kept on his window sill. Women were known to sunbathe in the nude on the rooftop of the Women’s Christian Temperance Union. See arrow.
The room had just the right ambience for a poetry reading, but it was ill-suited for multimedia presentations.
The sketch artist used his wine glass (foreground) to add washes with his finger.
Below is video content intended to accompany Suparna’s reading. You can see it better here than on the improvised screen at the Art Bar, but full marks to Shayona for trying audio-video under almost impossible circumstances.
Historical note: Suparna informed us that the Art Bar was originally called the Art Bed. MC John Oughton wondered aloud what that says about the direction the art scene has taken.
From Wikipedia: The ghazal originated in Arabia in the 7th century and later spread throughout the Middle East and South Asia. A ghazal may be understood as a poetic expression of both the pain of loss or separation and the beauty of love in spite of that pain.