Showing posts with label ice cream. Show all posts
Showing posts with label ice cream. Show all posts

Saturday, July 3, 2010

Queen St W

"I feel it too
bat and birdpurple tag
lines
bird rocket
cash register bird

Today, I worked on a large multimedia piece. Then I decided to spend some gift cards. I managed to get 8 books without paying a penny of real money. I got jeans and a shirt for $20 and then a pin at Magic Pony. I continued along Queen W, and stopped for ice cream at the White Squirrel. I wish I had made the sea creatures in the window of the Paper Place, but it gave me an idea. I walked all the way home enjoying the sunshine. See, you can indulge in ice cream if you lug eight novels home 6 km. It was a lovely day.

paper jellies and nautillipaper sea creatures

Saturday, May 9, 2009

cyclic time

love your dumpster I have been feeling this sense of déja vu, what with getting to see my high school friends so much of late. This was brought home to me today, going to see the Toronto Comic Art Festival at the Reference Library (where I spent a lot of my teenage years) with Reynardin & Faunalia" (we missed Someotherathena who was working behind the scenes, dealing with celebrities, of course) and listening to Faunalia talk about band practice.

Yesterday, I got to see Blythechild, Someotherathena, Reynardin & Faunalia for dinner at Sushi Time (mmmmm.... sushi), and all but B. continued to the Narwhal gallery to see the Tara McPherson show. She looks somewhat like the women she depicts. We ran into R.'s friend Theo & his wife Alex, so we ended up chatting until they closed the gallery. Our host was complaining about the shoe prints on the wall (were the filthy hipsters kicking the wall or posing with their feet up? We will never know.). (The image struck me as a peculiar hommage in the Sushi Time ladies' room. Maybe dumpsters need love too.)

Today, I went out to get some nice things for Mom and found some sort of festival on Roncesvalles. Many shops and restaurants were giving away free samples. A local restauranteur seemed very dismayed when I turned down spare ribs, but I felt stuffed with sushi from the night before. (Friends! Future reference: Please, do not let me polish off B.'s spare sushi after eating a plate of my own!). Then I went to the TCAF and met up with R. & F. I am glad that the comics community is so huge in Toronto, but I felt a little claustrophobic. I bought Kate Beaton's book (and she drew me a little Tesla and remarked on the unusualness of my name) and a few other items. We continued randomly eastward and ended up near Christie and St. Clair, thus had to indulge in some serious ice cream, despite the windy, changeable, overcast weather.
ice cream in the windweathered Dutch girl signfrozen desserts before the stormflags and dairy decor on Dutch Dreams

We followed this by a trip to High Park with the dog. Sadly though, the temperature had plunged. So we warmed up with tea and plans for the future... Really a delightful day. Looking forward to seeing friends Monday too at the kid koala music to draw to event.