When I exited The Bay, he was standing here, playing the harmonica. I stood here for a minute, looking at him. I grabbed the camera which was slung over my shoulder and our eyes met briefly. He nodded, still playing. He first slowly turned on his side to show me the cat perched on his shoulders, safe from my camera’s peering eye. I smiled and waited. Eventually, he looked straight into my eyes. I snapped two pictures quickly, gave him a couple of bucks and walked away.
Posts tagged Meanwhile, in Ottawa
I’m still not sure how I ended up in Ottawa in 2002, but the city taught me Canada, launched several chapters of my life, showed me how much I hate cold weather, and remains excellent motivation to… ahem, pack up and go.
Inukshuks On The Ottawa River
Remic Rapids, on the Ottawa River, is home to an original artistic project: the “art of balance”, by local artist John Ceprano.
Every year, John creates beautiful sculptures, placing stones one of top of the other. They are similar to the traditional Inuit symbols: the inukshuks. And every year, as the water rises and winter begins, the ice naturally dismantles the art.
The Bizarre Winnipeg Greyhound Murder
A very bizarre and tragic event took place in Canada last week. A Greyhound passenger, traveling from Edmonton to Winnipeg, was brutally murdered and beheaded by another passenger. This random murder have left the country in shock.