How much stamina does it take in order to be a serious painter?  A lot!  Even if you sit down and don’t stand, there’s energy exerted—mental as well as physical.  You’re constantly engaged in your process, focusing and concentrating—stepping forward and back, planning and calculating, trying and retrying, doing and undoing.  Sometimes mental gymnastics exhaust. Other times, the sheer physical strain of keeping steady hands, stretching up and down, or twisting, turning and bending provide a work-out you weren’t anticipating.

Painters need to be resilient.  Not every piece will work out how you wish it to.  However, there’s no knowing others’ responses.  All you can be sure of, as artist, is that you have to keep on plugging away—no matter how you feel.  The more you practice, the better your work will become, even if you’re the only one who notices.  Putting your best effort into what you’re doing while you’re doing it is what counts.  Short cuts don’t get you to your destination any faster.  Slowly and surely provides more certain foundations and a better route guide.  Even without a teacher or lesson plan, progress is always possible.  We all learn from personal mistakes.  And, since we’re usually our own severest critics, it’s unlikely there won’t be any mistakes (or answers) found.

Artists/painters have qualities that are special to their vocation.  Others may identify with these, and have similar feelings about what they do and how they do it.  I’m curious to compare.  But, right now, I can only speak about my own day-to-day experience preparing the Florence Biennale exhibition collection (and everything associated with it, beyond its actual painting).  The reflections that follow are listed and recorded in the order they emerged:

1.  Endurance
2.  Stamina
3.  Sacrifice
4.  Creative Pressure/Release
5.  Strategic/Conscious Painting
6.  Noticing the Details
7.  Painter’s Fatigue
8.  "JK Rowling Syndrome"
9.  Support/Patronage/Grants
10. Prices
11. Organization
12. Serendipity
13. Puzzle
14. Time
15. Artist Plus
16. (Special)Gift(s)
17. Message(s)
18. Limitations
19. Sharing
20. Preciousness/Value

The next 20 blog postings will each display a different "Buon Appetito!" painting with a reflection following (in the order listed above).  The "Buon Appetito!" paintings will be displayed alphabetically.  Bananas, Beans (Mixed), Blueberries, Cherries (Red), Chocolate Truffles, Dried Fruit and Nuts, Grapes (Green), Grapes (Red), Jelly Beans, Kumquats, Licorice Allsorts, Olives, Onions, Pasta, Peppers, Raspberries and Blackberries, Rice Snacks, Strawberries Sweethearts, Tomatoes.  Each reflection will follow the order shown in the list above and doesn’t have a specific relationship with the image that it follows.

Looking for fun "stocking stuffers," Chanukah ideas, house-warmers, and shower, kicthen, or "just because" gifts?

Please be aware that souvenir reproductions of "Buon Appetito!’s"’ twenty images are being sold by the Good Neighbours’ Fund (mangaged by TD Waterhouse, Yonge/St. Clair branch).  This is to help support Buon Appetito! showing at the Florence Biennale.

Please contact the Good Neighbours’ Fund, directly, if you would like to purchase few-of-a-kind souvenir reproductions of "Buon Appetito!" Your interest is much appreciated.

Items being offered currently are listed below. Please click on the image included here, as guide, or go to the "Buon Appetito!" exhibit page to see more.

 
• Five-card greeting card packs are $20 (Fruit-y, Sweet-ie, Vegg-ie, and Fun-ky).

• Individual greeting cards are $4.50 each.

• Bookmarks (with four images) are $2.00 each (Berrries, Fruit+Veg, Sweets, Italian, Tropical).

• Ceramic fridge magnets (measuring 2.5" square) are $10 each.

• 12" unframed prints are $15 each.

• Decorative ceramic tiles are, per tile: 3"—$15, 4"—$20, 6"—$30, 8"—$40.

• Decorative marble tiles are, per tile: 4"—$20, 6" —$35, 8"—$45.

p.s.  DocSusan’s exhibit overview page is now posted on the Biennale’s World Fine Artists’ Site 

Here is a party picture from the October 11 Grano/Florence Biennale party. (Others are posted in the DocSusan’s Website Visual Diary.)

 

Hon Dr. Carolyn Bennett, MP holds her thank-you portrait with award winning film maker husband, Peter O’Brian.  Artist (DocSusan) looks on and Biennale artwork, "Buon Appetito!" hangs behind.

Last night, the newly launched Yonge/St. Clair Good Neighbours’ Fund held its first community celebration/fundraiser at Grano, which from all reports in was a great success.  The event was on behalf of my Florence Biennale exhibit.

Here are some quotes included in the Good Neighbours’ Fund brochure: 

"St. Clair to ArtWalk and the new Wychwood Barns project, to the recent success with Luminato, we have a great deal to be proud of here in Toronto. I am proud to be part of a small effort to make up for the misguided cancellation of the Public Diplomacy Program which used to help fund artists to show their works abroad.   We are truly blessed to have such a talented artist in Susan Makin living and working in our Riding of St. Paul’s.” 
CAROLYN BENNETT
Member of Parliament
St. Paul’s, Toronto

"I have always felt that all arts (and crafts) benefit by rubbing elbows with one another, so I am happy to see food and the visual arts doing just that at The Good Neighbours’ Fund Celebration.  Congratulations on your launch!  Having had significant support from my own community over my life, I am a firm believer in initiatives like this one.  There’s no better place to discover and
support talent than close to home. Very best of luck to you!"
LAURA CALDER
French Food at Home
Food Network, Canada

(Earlier related blog entries include:  Toronto Preview—Florence Biennale Exhibit, Yonge/St. Clair Innovation—The Good Neighbours’ Fund, and Why Canadian Talent Moves Away from Canada.)

Instead of giving a thank-you speech, I read the poem that follows—written especially for the event.  For those who weren’t able to make it to the event, and those who’d like to know more about it, I thought this was the best place to share what I said:

From Boston, to Toronto, to Florence—and Back?

Painting happily in Boston
An invitation arrived

You’ve been chosen by an International Committee of Judges
The President of the Biennale wrote

Which country will you represent?  he needed to know

Canada, of course!  No hesitation

I was ready to come "home"

26 years ago, I settled here
And, to me, this place has become very dear

But, in order to succeed, as many do
A forée across the border broadened my scope
Prompted opportunities
Enabled fresh hope

Thus my work began
To make Canada proud, or so I thought
To become an "emerging Canadian artist," or so I wished

Alas, barely started, I nearly stopped
The painting was my passion, but not the expense
The painting was my vocation, but not the run-around

After close to ten months of rejections
A thousand e-mails and phone calls unanswered
I’m still here to tell the tale
and say THANK YOU

I don’t give up easily
And nor do you!

From one little lead
There got planted a valuable seed
When all else fails, neighbors can be there to help you out
Hear you shout
Stand by your side
Protect another Canadian hyde

An idea for a celebration/fundraiser came into being
Thank you Dr. Carolyn Bennett, MP for St. Paul’s

That idea for a celebration connected to a venue
Thank you Roberto Martella, proprietor of Grano

Next, a committee formed
Thank you David, Danny, Graham, Peter, Ryan and Saverio
My men in shining armour, who’ve enabled this happening

Thank you also to all the business keepers, friends, and acquaintances
who understood the plight

I aplologize if anyone is missed
Please don’t be that little word that rhymes—P-I-S-S-E-D

From those who donated prizes
to those who provided rereshments
to those who volunteered time and energy before and on this night
to those who displayed and forwarded posters and invitations
put up with me…and more

An Academy Awards Speech this is not, but to remember there’s a lot

Off to Florence my precious collection will go
And in six weeks, I will join them

For now, that’s all we know

Looking to the future, no one really can predict what’s ahead

Long live the Good Neighbors’ Fund
For whatever assistance it can provide
Nurture the dreams of other talented Canadians
that they stay in Canada
Not feel forced in other countries to reside.

Big thank you to Justin Skinner for his October 11 news piece in the City Centre Mirror today. Please click on the link to take you there http://www.insidetoronto.com/News/Centre/article/32066 or read text from it below:

NEW FUND SEEKS  HELP FROM GOOD NEIGHBOURS
Grassroots charity will support local artists
BY JUSTIN SKINNER
October 11, 2007 11:14 AM
 
When local artist Susan Makin was invited to enter some of her work in the prestigious Florence Biennale, an international arts competition, she was understandably thrilled. Her excitement turned to disappointment, however, when attempts to find funding to pay her way there came up dry.

Makin’s struggles have led to the foundation of a new grassroots charity that could help local artists and performers showcase their talents around the world.

Makin, a North Toronto resident, said she instituted The Good Neighbours Fund after seeing first-hand the difference between the support artists receive here and the support they find south of the border.

"I was living in Brookline, Mass., until last fall and I learnt a lot of things about good neighbourliness in the way they supported local talent," she said. "When I tried to apply for grants up here, I went through hurdles for about 10 months and just saw lot of roadblocks. Canadian artists unfortunately don’t have much incentive to stay if they’re not going to get the funding."

After appeals to her St. Paul’s MPP Michael Bryant, went nowhere, Makin appealed to her MP, Carolyn Bennett (St. Paul’s), who pledged to help out and suggested a fundraiser. After months of footwork and word-of-mouth promotion, the Good Neighbours Fund finally began gaining traction, with its inaugural event taking place tonight at Grano Restaurant.

"It was an event that was built step-by-step-by-step, and we’ll be lucky just to cover the costs of starting the fund, but hopefully it will turn out to be a success," Makin said.

While the fundraiser was geared to help Makin pay some of the costs of bringing her exhibit, titled Buon Appetito!, to Florence, she said she hopes to keep the Good Neighbours Fund alive, with annual grants to an artist in need.

"The survival of the fund will depend on the outcome of this event and the money raised," she said. "We want to set up a working fund where artists can apply for the grant, but they have to work to earn it."

While working on the fund has taken up a great deal of Makin’s time - she said she has been unable to paint while spreading the word - she said it was definitely a worthwhile venture.

"I see the importance because there’s nothing for individuals formally or informally to find funding for things like (the Florence Biennale)," she said. "Artists are invited to a world-class event and they can’t go because of funding, and Canada just looks shabby."

Graham Kennedy, who has been working with Makin to start the fund, said the goal of this year’s fundraising event was twofold. Ideally, the Good Neighbours Fund will not only raise money for artists and performers, but will also create a sense of neighbourhood spirit.

"We’ve kept it local at first, but we want to create a community of interest more than a community based on geography," he said. "It’s a fund where anyone can help out, not just the high rollers, and people can give as little as five or 10 bucks and know they’re making a difference."

Like Makin, Kennedy said the fund’s future is contingent on how much support the inaugural event drums up.

"Frankly, I don’t think we expect to meet all of (Makin’s) costs, but in a sense this event will let us know how much community interest there is for something like this," he said.

The inaugural event will take place at Grano, 2035 Yonge St., on Thursday, Oct. 11 at 7 p.m. Admission is free (with a suggested $10 donation), with additional fundraising activities on hand at the event.

For information on the fund, including how to make an additional donation, e-mail goodneighboursfund@gmail.com

Tonight’s the big night!  Our Yonge/St. Clair Good Neighbours’ Fund celebration/fundraiser is happening at Grano—on behalf of my Florence Biennale exhibit.  Please join us—from 7pm, 2035 Yonge Street.  Also, please check out the Florence Biennale website for updates about what will be happening in Italy in December.

There are many people to thank—and prizes and suprises.  Since this has been a real community/team effort, I wanted to list and acknowledge who’s been involved and how:

SPECIAL GUESTS
• Hon. Dr. Carolyn Bennett, MP for St. Paul’s
• Kim McBrien, New Director, Visual Arts Ontario
• Yonge/St. Clair neighbours and friends

SPECIAL THANKS
• Hon. Dr. Carolyn Bennett, MP:  suggesting such a celebration
• Roberto Martella:  hosting the celebration at Grano
• TD Waterhouse (Yonge/St. Clair Branch):  staff/logistical support
• The Town Crier:  making this a "local news story"
• Neighbours, friends, and businesses (Eglinton to Bloor and beyond):  publicity assistance
• Laura Calder, Food Network Canada for her terrific endorsement (for the Fund brochure)

SPECIAL DONATIONS
• Grano (2035 Yonge Street):  the venue and refreshments
• World Class Bakers (690 St. Clair Ave. W.):  refreshments
• $300 fund kick-off cheque:  an "anonymous friend"
• Pansies painting for silent auction: Susan Makin

DOOR AND RAFFLE PRIZES
• Alexia Von Beck (1228 Yonge St.)
• All The Best Fine Foods (1101 Yonge St.)
• Dimmi Bar and Trattoria (140 Cumberland St.)
• Home Hardware (1420 Yonge St.)
• Indoors and Out ( 2045 Yonge St.)
• Jivamukti Yoga (5 Shuter Street, 3rd floor)
• Laywine’s Pens and Organizers (25 Bellair St.)
• Petplan Insurance (Winnipeg, Manitoba)
• Picture Me (128 Cumberland St.)
• Printziples Fine Art (1470 Yonge St.)
• Spa - Nails (1244 Yonge St.)
• The Spice Room (55 Avenue Rd.)
• TDWaterhouse (Yonge/St. Clair Branch)

TALENT/EXPERTISE
• Product Photo,technical/practical support (productphoto.on.ca)
• Lindsay Goldman, photography
• Armor Media, product development (armormedia.com)
• Gary Wiseman, magic

TIME, ENERGY, AND PATIENCE
• Ryan and Sonia Shapiro, Armor Media
• David Bernstein, Product Photo
• The Good Neighbours’ Fund Executive
(Ryan Green, Graham Kennedy, Susan Makin,
Peter Paz, Danny Pivnick, Saverio Veltri)

Just a "housekeeping" notice.  DocSusan’s blog will remain with Blogsome for now. The DocSusan Blogger blog has just been removed.  Each provider has its benefits, but since this blog is already quite established on Blogsome, with many links to it here, it’s best that it stays put.  Apologies for any inconvenience or confusion caused by the attempt to change address.

What’s sentimental for one person, might not be for another.  My recent overnight visit to London had me surprising myself by the photos I took—what I might not have given any special attention to, on a daily basis, when living there.  I was a student in London from 1979 - 1981, and my recollections go back to then.

Unfortunately, the shots in this blog entry (taken in less than 24 hours) could only cover a fraction of the city, from Picadilly to Bloomsbury.

Nothing seems to change with Fortnum and Mason, at least externally.  Its neighbor Simpsons was turned into Waterstones a while back (making it the biggest bookstore in Europe), giving Picadilly a slightly different feel.

 

Something that will never move from directly across the street is the Royal Academy.

My timing was lucky!  I got to catch the exhibit, Impressionists by the Sea. I also got to dash through the National Portrait Gallery.  However, a display in the lobby from the book cover of Zerbanoo Gifford’s new book, Confessions to a Serial Womaniser made me slow down for a moment.  Her wall-like display of womens’ faces made me think of my wall-like display of food options (my upcoming Florence Biennale exhibit, Buon Appetito!)

And talking of food, Food for Thought, an old vegetarian haunt of mine (close to Covent Garden)  looked exactly the same (from the outside).  Too early to go in, they were stocking up…

Neal’s Yard, a well-known health food establishment is also still there.  But, it has evolved—looks (and tastes) a little less "natural" (according to my memories).

Covent Garden seems to be changing all over, but not Floral Street, where The Sanctuary (a pioneering spa) looks like it’s still going strong—with Agnes B, Campers, Radley, and more, all at close proximity.

The Covent Garden Market area, itself, has been spruced up.  Arriving before opening hours, I got to see the merchants setting out their wares.  It’s quite a job unpacking and repacking every day!

Wandering from the main area, I felt the cobblestones beneath my feet.  What history they hold!  Who has walked over them before?  Who is walking over them now?  How long can they stay as they are?

In London, history and modernity dance before our eyes, as do traditions, habits, and brand development.  Other coffee shops, chains and one-of-a-kind (Café Nero, The Brew Café, Cafe Life, Espresso Capucino) give Starbucks a lot of competition.

Long "tea breaks" still seem to be popular with workmen, throughout the day.

And, after work, it’s the pub. Beer drinkers spill out onto the street to enjoy a balmy September evening (after a rotten-weather summer):

Then there’s all the theaters, large and small.  What fun to be able to go and see something light! Boeing Boeing was at the Comedy Theater on Panton Street—a charming setting for an evening’s entertainment.    

By the way, though Bloomsbury and its adjacent neighborhoods may be a little off the well-beaten tourist path (except for the landmark British Museum), it’s worth a meander.  Check out all the eating options on and around Charlotte Street…as well as the picturesque side-lanes. Then there’s Dr. Marie Stopes’ first birth control clinic.

You never realize the contrasts you’ll notice when you keep your eyes open—things that have always been there, but might not have attracted attention or mention, previously (like this "lady of the night").

 

On my recent trip to Britain, I heard this in vogue expression, "gobsmacked," used over and again.  The "gob," as I remember it is the mouth.  And, a hit to the mouth can be startling.  Listening to a Today Show interview with Matt Lauer, yesterday, I admit I was learning about something I had no idea was happening to such an exent.  Lauer was chatting with Toby Byrum, who’d had a vasectomy at 28, and remained adamant that he’d done the right thing for himself.  He had absolutely no interest in having children of his own (though child-friendly), or an "escape hatch" (with banked sperm). This appears to be a growing trend among young men—at least from what the Today Show team were revealing.  Natalie Morales, afterwards, discussed viewer e-mail responses, showing surprise that many women endorsed Byrum’s decision.

Last Sunday evening, I enjoyed a very "fine dining" opportunity at ONE—Toronto’s latest hot-spot restaurant.  Usually, I’m not such a "fine diner" or restaurant reviewer.  But, the visiting couple who invited me to join them there—as an extra special treat—thought our experience might make an interesting blog entry…

Our reservation was put through a month ago, when ONE first opened.  However, when we arrived at the restaurant, though confirmation had been given earlier that day (after I returned a hang-up on my cell phone) there was no indoor table for us.  As a result of insisting, several times, that we had not booked and did not want an outside table (it being a cooler evening), we were obliged with the "best table in the house."

Despite it really being the "best table in the house" (nestled in a corner), the acoustics still made hearing each other difficult.  When you’re with older folk, hearing can be a delicate matter at the best of times.  So can eyesight (though even I, with 20/20 vision, couldn’t manage to read the small-print menu in dim light without straining). That said, ONE was prepared to not have its clientele stress over "failing faculties."  Noticing our awkwardness, a server delivered a box of Josephson spectacles to the table (four pairs arranged in order of lense intensity).  My gentleman host tried on two of the pairs and gave up.  The only alternative was for me to recite the entire menu to him.

My recitation was interrupted several times by a very eager server who told us that the restaurant’s intention was that we share our food tapas-style.  My lady host insisted that she had no desire to do that.  Brits can get to the point fast—we all knew what we wanted and we all wanted the same thing—basically fish, chips, and salad…  Since we weren’t sharing a variety of different foods, we’d now just wished to be advised about quantities.  Three fish, two salads, and two chips could work nicely, we were told.  In actuality, we might have done better with only one order of chips.  While the fish portions were petite, the chips portions weren’t.  The salad portions were just right.

My hosts would have preferred to have all the food come out together, but the server who’d instructed us on being supposed to eat tapas-style, also insisted that salads should come before the rest, and couldn’t be dissuaded.  Finally, came the desserts:  a chocolate truffle of sorts, Timbit-like donuts infused (or stuffed) with "cheesecake" (a liquidy substance), and ice-cream.  We each chose differently, and it was the simplest (plain ice cream) that was the best liked.  The desserts weren’t as special as what came before, we all agreed.

Since I’m not much of a drinker, I stuck with water.  My hosts, however, wanted to try two different Canadian wines.  After deliberation, the sommelier did them an (off-the-menu) favor.  Apparently, a reprint of the wine list, which would be out the next day, was going to include more Canadian wines, as well as by-the-glass selections.

Brits like to ask questions, especially when they’re in atypical environments.  We were all intrigued (and, as animal-lovers, somewhat disturbed) by the decor.  Apparently, it was the work of Yabu Pushelberg. We felt overwhelmed by the cow or horse hair(?) walls in the main dining area (dyed gray), and pig skin suede (?) around the reception foyer (already looking worn in parts).  Aligator print (?) embossed leather covered wrap around seating.  Exact details were uncertain since each employee gave different answers.

The servers and receptionists were all young and sweet, and tried hard to please, but weren’t as polished as one might have expected for a venue where it’s easy to run up a $350 tab for modest food and drink selections.

Finally, came the "loo"—or "luna landscape" as my lady host came to call it. She insisted on going there before we left, and I accompanied her.  As we exited our separate cubicles, we both had the same response.  "Do you know the doors are see-through?!"  Whether this effect was meeting a trend, or simply an accident, she was more taken aback than impressed.

All in all we had a very fun evening at ONE—even if it was so for reasons we weren’t anticipating.  And, as my hosts told me on the drive back to their more conventional/elegant accommodations at the Royal York, they’d have hours of dinner stories to share with other friends, here and back home.

p.s.  After reading this blog entry to a friend, before posting, she alerted me to Amy Pataki’s professional restauant review from last weekend.  It seems our findings about ONE weren’t unusual —though Amy speaks with more bluntly and authoritatively than I do.  Regardless of what’s been shared, I am confident that Mark McEwan will be able to turn things around, quickly.  Every beginning is hard, and he certainly is a lot more ambitious and risk-taking than most of us would ever dare to be.  Best of luck to him!

For me, British newspapers can’t be beaten.  It’s a greater delight to read them when you don’t get the opportunity every day—and can hold the paper variety in your hands (clip and highlight interesting articles).  On my train journey from London to Liverpool (September 21, 07), I had a chance to catch up on a few favorite publications.  By coincidence, articles in them resonated with what I’d just become aware of during my 24 hour visit to London.  

In The Times, there was an article by Ben Hoyle, the Arts Reporter, "Record visitors to Tate as appetite increases for art."  Hoyle noted:  "Attendance at the four galleries in London, St Ives and Liverpool was 20 percent up on the previous financial year."  However, Sir Nicholas Serot, Tate director did advise of financial issues, with a reliance on revenue generated from shop sales, catering, and sponsorship. (Remember, in Britain, museum admission is free!)

The Times also focused on Arabian investments in Britain.  A headline read, "Middle East investors bring oil-enriched wallets to City."  Sub-headers were, "Arab rivals gear up for struggle over London Stock Exchange" and "Sainsbury’s sale enters final stages as Qataris see the books."  In addition, there was a complete section devoted to Saudi Arabia, where I a sub-heading caught my attention, "Mushtak Parker learns that Saudi Arabia is also looking for a bigger role in Canada."  According to the article, right now, bilateral trade is a mere $1.2 billion.  And, Dr. Abdulaziz al -Sowayegh, the Saudi Ambassador to Canada is quoted as saying, "Canada is looking to diversify its trade partners in various regions.  The kingdom is well placed to become one of the main trade and investment partners in Canada, not only in the region but far beyond." Apparently, the Saudis would like to discuss a free trade agreement to boost bilateral ties.

Another Times header, "Ride a bike?  You must be rich," also captured my attention, especially after I’d seen a proliferation of warning signs for bikers posted in the streets (like the one included at the start of this blog entry).

Ben Webster, The Times Transport Correspondent, comments, "Brands have helped to turn the bicycle into a lust worthy object," and there’s a large photo of Zoe Ball to accompany the article—glamming her way along, no helmet evident.  According to Webster, the richest fifth of the population cycle, on average, two and a half times as far in a year as the poorest fifth. Webster states, "The Department for Transport national survey indicates that the poorest fifth, despite being five times less likely to have access to a car, are very unlikely to consider cycling as a solution to their transport needs."  And, referencing the London Cycling Campaign, Webster remarks, "People on higher incomes may be more concerned about the health benefits of cycling."  A spokesman for the campaign was quoted as saying, "’People on lower incomes may be more concerned with the need to earn money than worrying about what constitutes healthy living or about the issue of climate change and how cycling is the greenest option.’"

The News Section of The Daily Telegraph (page 12) had a large photo of a sculpture by 26 year-old Canadian artist, Camille Allen. Apparently, she’s become known internationally for her clay polymer new born baby works.  I was struck by the placement of the photo.  The bottom half of the page had ads and surrounding it there were briefer news articles.

Also, among The Telegraph’s other photos was one titled, "Make way for the treadmill toddlers."  Obesity among youngsters in Britain (and worldwide) is clearly becoming a real problem!

Again, in The Telegraph, there was a farewell to the QE2. It made a last stop in Liverpool, September 21, on its 40th birthday tour, and was docked for the opening of a new cruise liner terminal there.  Final destination Dubai, where it’ll become a floating hotel.

Finally, also, in The Telegraph, was Con Coughlin’s headline revelation, "The Israelis have unearthed a new and deadlier axis of evil"  Coughlin’s writes about Syria, explaining that reports from Israel suggest a secret nuclear compound at Dayr az-Zawr, which US satellites now show as a pile of rubble after eight Israeli F-15 bombers destroyed the site, the night of September 6, 07.  Summing things up, Coughlin stresses the extent to which Syria, North Korea and Iran are acting as a "new axis of evil"—"cooperating to make the world a far more dangerous place than it was on September 11."

 

 
Yesterday (Sunday) afternoon, it was a treat to attend Toronto’s 18th annual Word on the Street celebration.  Not only was it a picture perfect autumn day, but it was also exciting to pick up on the energy at Queen’s Park Circle—experience so many Torontians’ thirst for reading, learning, and communicating being quenched. 

 

I went home feeling refreshed and revived—an interesting contrast to the evening before when Nuit Blanche festivities had skimmed the same location.

 

Apart from the booths and readings, a variety of performers engaged the crowd, informally, a key ingredient I thought missing the evening before (or perhaps they’d been active in zones I hadn’t managed to cover).