The week between December 25 and New Year’s Eve is a time of respite. After the excitement generated by the joyful lead-up to Christmas, December 26 signals a time to take a breath, and welcome the coming winter months that entice us with a stack of books and copious amounts of tea.
The streets and stores have quieted, waiting for New Year’s festivities to begin. Even Granville Island has taken on a charming calmness.
Granville Island in December
A colourful day-planner is close at hand, open to January 2019, with Karen Lamb’s call to action, “A year from now you may wish you had started today” on the first page. Usually, I use my on-line calendar to keep track of my important events and engagements, but this year I decided that the act of writing would add to “living the moments.” Especially now, that 2019 is the last year of a remarkable decade, to be replaced by 2020.
Granville Island in December
As we await the coming of 2019, may we enjoy these in-between days. There will be time for busyness. But for this special time, I am resting up for the adventures and conversations that await us in a New Year.
Happy New Year!
Granville Island – Christmas from Rebecca Budd aka Clanmother on Vimeo.
Christmas Eve has arrived. The streets are less crowded as people gather in homes to celebrate this special season. Walking home via the Vancouver Seawall, my husband and I came across a lone artist working with absolute focus on a complex Christmas tree labyrinth of brightly coloured chalk against a large open walkway in Olympic Village. Without doubt, it is a labour of love, a gift to our community.
The definition of labyrinth is a complicated irregular network of passages or paths in which it is difficult to find one’s way. Walking the maze – I couldn’t resist the challenge – was a reminder that we experience complexity and ambiguity. Many times, we face crossroads and competing alternatives that shroud the road ahead. And yet, it is the challenge that makes life interesting, the moments meaningful. Time passes, new opportunities arise.
As we look forward to 2019, may we embrace the labyrinths that come our way.
“The role of the artist is to ask questions, not answer them.” Anton Chekhov
The ubiquitous compound, consisting of two atoms of hydrogen and one atom of oxygen in every molecule, supports our very existence and safeguards our world and all inhabitants that call earth their home.
Water is important – we recognize this axiom.
Do we understand our responsibility to that truth?
In our reality, we are facing profound and complex questions of who will share the clean water? the fresh air? and nutritious food?
We are a global community with global agendas that will demand our full participation and collaboration.
We can count on artists to signal a call to action. Along the Vancouver Seawall that passes by Vancouver Convention West, “The Drop” stands tall, a forceful reminder that life is embedded in drops of water
“It’s not what you look at that matters, it’s what you see.” Henry David Thoreau
I agree with Thoreau – what we see is all that really matters. About a month ago, I was given the opportunity to photograph the work of an aspiring Vancouver artist. The title of his work was Daily Disasters.
The colours reflect the colours of Vancouver: bright flowers with blue skies and rain clouds.
The artist remains a mystery to me. His paintings do not hang in an art gallery. They belong to the public.
I see art, although some tell me it really is a garbage can.
“Things are only impossible until they’re not.” Jean-Luc Picard, Star Trek: The Next Generation.
My grandfather would say, “I was born before the first automobile and I lived to see a man walk on the moon…anything is possible.”
“When I see an adult on a bicycle, I do not despair for the future of the human race.” H.G. Wells
I am an avid walker…so I’ve reworked the quote to read:
“When I see adults on their feet, I do not despair for the future of our health costs.”