Witnessing an ongoing workshop at Ateliers De Creation while visiting Montreal gives me the gift of acceptance. Acceptance that learning is a continuous journey. Regardless of one’s age or field, the real art is not in reaching the peak but in growing as we traverse the valleys and fields, through plains and plateaus.
Yes, every artist was once an amateur and every art is a lifestyle…..Art is not a hobby, it’s a way of life. And one’s life is one’s greatest masterpiece, everything else is just an accessory for what is a paint without a brush, and what good is a brush if one can’t produce a painting, and yet what is a painting without a heart.
Yes, one’s life is a continuous workshop, just like what i witnessed in Ateliers De Creation.
One thing about the Montreal Museum of Fine Arts is the Brilliant concept of its builders in creating interactive art installations outside its main building. And once you get inside one get awed on how its 3 other buildings were connected underground…vast collections of artworks beyond one’s imagination. Here is another art installation in human form made of steel, looking closely i noticed this artform -steel letters plated to resemble a human form, how ingenious and creative!
I was blown away when i saw this blown glass sculpture by the world renowned glass artist Dale Chihuly right at the stairs of the Montreal Museum of Fine Arts! This beautiful floral formation of Persian Colonnade is truly a masterpiece. No photos can ever give justice to its beauty and that’s an understatement.
Art captures one’s imagination. It can even make us feel young again. Childhood memories, yes sometimes it can bring back our childhood memories.
Memories resurfaced, when i saw this stunning green and red art installation in Montreal Museum of Fine Arts.
I was like a child again engaging myself in this visual playground this time minding not to step on the little colorful blocks that resemble the cute lego blocks i used to play during my grade school years and of course that street game my childhood girl pals fondly named..”STEP NO, STEP YES” game.
A group game where you covered your eyes with your hands, jump in the chalked line and asked your friends if you’re stepping on the lines. You asked them “step?” and wish to hear their “No” reply, One of the very few moments in your life wherein you really wish and hope to get a “No ” answer. (the sweetest “NO” i’ve ever heard! lol) Otherwise, your friends say yes and you’re out of the game! How art imitates life sometimes! –by JoelF
Everyone needs a good breakfast to start a day. Although we started the day at such an early hour, despite the rain, we decide to drop by at the Notre-Dame Basilica of Montreal, attend a mass and have some photo shoots within the vicinity. Along the stroll, we stumbled across this great find…Eggspectation, serving a variety of menu with eggs as its focus, hence, the name. Nice ambiance, good service and good food. Great breakfast and we’re back on the track exploring the mysteries of old montreal.
After a few hours of traveling by bus from Toronto, we arrived in Montreal at exactly 10:45 pm with rains on our heads. My friend said what a way of welcoming us….shower of blessings, couldn’t agree more.
Although i’ve been to Canada several times since i always drop by in Canada everytime i visit the United States, this is actually my first time in Montreal.
Flying all the way from Vancouver to Toronto, my friend Lovely convinced me that once i’m in Toronto, it would be a big mistake if i don’t visit Montreal, and she was right……rain showers must have been a sign of what’s in store for us, endless shower of fun!
We arrived on the bus terminal and start walking to the hotel amidst the pouring rain and a slight confusion, thanks to Lovely and her wit we were able to take the right direction.
While Olive was saying “My luggage is all wet,” “mine too ” said Lovely ,i talked back and told them : how in the world can you girls buy a waterproof mascara and yet you can’t buy a waterproof bag? ….it was just a joke ,i know nobody would wish to rain when one travels and i know their bags are waterproof of some sort.
After checking in the hotel, we decided to eat on a local pizzeria a few steps away from the hotel. as i am really starving….who wouldn’t ? two girls as traveling buddies who are always strictly on diet.
Well, that remains to be seen and somehow in the middle of our sojourn ,i know both of them will break their Moses Commandment and that is “Thou shall not eat when one is not really famish!” lol….
It is still raining in the morning.. but no rain , not even a storm will prevent me from roaming in montreal. I didn’t travel this far just to stay in the hotel. Just like Mary Poppins (oh Olive and Lovely reallly have an ala Mary Poppins photo…wait and see..hehehe), we rode a train and off we go to what the locals call “The Old Montreal.” I love the subway in montreal, every station has its own character.
The first thing we did was visit the cathedral, lots of pictorials outside and in the cathedral …..stolen shots they say since one was not allowed to take pictures inside the church,as what the old lady was telling us. I obliged but the two girls did not. We went inside several shops , bought souvenirs, had lunch, visited museums and off we go for another train ride to watch a puppy pageant and another train ride to see stade and biodome.
We practically almost scout the whole area from downtown to old montreal to every train stops. We would start the day at 6 am and practically return to the hotel by past midnight, non stop, we only pause for breakfast, lunch and dinner because as my two friends said they are “tired and famished” lol,.
.Lovely is so right, good thing i drop by in Montreal. otherwise i wouldn’t really witness the greatest show on earth : Cinderella and her wet shoes and The Runaway Girl.. a glimpse of the tempest and the lioness when they are struck not by lightning but by Famish.
How i wish i could tell. Well, a trip is not an adventure unless you have little secrets. 🙂 – By Joel F.