filters of memory
crimp images from forgotten
down these pathways of the past,
tiled with jagged notches
of previous wants.
I got up early this morning to make cherry turnovers because the Everloving wanted them. But I know my Dad would have loved them, too. So, a family treat!
He has been gone 21 years now, but I seem to speak with him more often these days than I ever did when he was alive. He was a wonderful man who saved my ass more times than I can count, and was, I now recognize, a marvelously supportive parent; an attribute that I was too dumb to notice far too often when I was younger.
I am usually a very fast reader, but I have been taking my sweet time over a treasure of a book called “The 99% Invisible City: A Field Guide to the Hidden World of Everyday Design” by Roman Mars and Kurt Kohlstedt. It was published last year and is a collection of pieces based, I presume, on the 99% Invisible City podcasts.
Each piece is quite short but filled to the brim with fascinating detail. They cover everything from the strange engineering marks we see on sidewalks, to the design of manhole covers, facades, traffic lights and signs, utility poles, traffic calming systems, revolving doors, brick and concrete, elevators, skyscrapers, grid systems, urban animals, street names and numbering, and a thousand other parts of the urban experience.
It is no exaggeration to say that I learned at least one new thing on every single page of this excellent book.
Publishers’ blurbs are generally just sales pitches but this one is completely accurate: “A beautifully designed guidebook to the unnoticed but essential elements of our cities,” and I can thoroughly recommend it to anyone interested in urbanism, planning, design, and life in a city.
Vancouver’s Emperor of Useful Data, Andy Yan, has produced another fascinating image that helps illustrate how we use our city. He has mapped the methods of transport used by employees travelling to their place of employment.
My first impression is that we need better transit south of Broadway and east of Main. I am also surprised by the relatively small number of workers in, say, Shaughnessy, Oakridge, and Kerrisdale, though perhaps I shouldn’t be.
Today we celebrate one of the great works of modern literature — James Joyce’s Ulysses which takes place on 16th June 1904.
I forgot in advance and so did not prepare my grilled kidneys for breakfast — maybe next year.
As regular readers will be aware, we have been discussing for a decade the possibility of putting low-income housing on the Britannia Community Centre site when it is renewed. There is a very clear division of opinion in the neighbourhood about whether housing should be on the site at all and, if there is to be housing, how many units can be accommodated.
As I say, we have been discussing this for about a decade and the City of Vancouver are now offering yet another chance for the public to give their opinion.
Whether you are for or against housing on the site, I hope as many residents as possible take the chance to share their views in this way
I wrote earlier about the deaths of Frank and Danse Williams, whom many of us knew from Commercial Drive. I have been cheered by the comments on my blog and elsewhere that have celebrated their lives.
My understanding is that a memorial to them will take place at Grandview Park on Wednesday 23rd June at 5:30pm. I hope that a good crowd makes it a fine evening and a fitting celebration.
Poke 5, at 2247 Commercial, is closing for good tomorrow night.
They were here for about three years and I never tried them, to be honest. They blame the pandemic for the closure.
It is unfortunate they are closing now just while other veterans and new places are beginning to re-open on the Drive.
feeling hot and sweaty and
ridiculous in a suit
— its sole function to establish my
bona fides with the customs officer —
I emerge from an infinitely long
flight of fancy
into a different
remarking that intercontinental travel
evokes the neurotic
in even the most ordinary