Stuff and Moonshine

 We tried going to Nuit Blanche this year, but Andrew got overwhelmed by the crowds pretty quickly, so we saw exactly one thing that was part of the show, a performance piece at the Art Gallery of Ontario which turned out to involve a lot of shouting, so we retreated to the Dutch Old Masters room, then went for pizza. It was after that we tried to navigate a crowded sidewalk and Andrew decided he’d had enough; probably just as well, as his leg started bothering him while we tried to find a streetcar stop and then a cab. On the upside, I hadn’t visited the Old Masters in a while and looking at them up close, seeing the individual brushstrokes, as opposed to looking at them in photographs in which they look impossibly polished and realistic, made me think “I could do this.” I’ve no idea if this burst of confidence was warranted, but at the pizza place I took some snapshots that I think could translate well to that painting style.



The earlier part of the day was pretty good too. Andrew found two jackets at the thrift store, including a tuxedo jacket he was very pleased with (and wore out later to Nuit Blanche), and we tried a diner in Parkdale, Peter’s Corner Cafe, which we’d never gone into before even though it’s been there for years, and it was pretty good (my gyro was serviceable, but Andrew got the Montreal smoked meat on rye and says it was almost as good as what they serve at Kaplansky’s.)