The Eloquence of Silence


The Eloquence of Silence

I have been away from blogging for a few months but my research into mythology continued over the summer.  I have been listening to Professor Grant L Voth’s lectures on Myth in Human History, obtained through that marvelous institution, the Vancouver Public Library.   It is wonderful to be back connecting with fellow bloggers.

Christ Church

A few months ago, I stopped by Christ Church Cathedral, in downtown Vancouver.   It was an impulse visit, prompted by curiosity and the need to leave a busy street behind.  An open door welcomed me to the quiet solitude inside.  There are moments when you stop, breathe and listen to the eloquence of silence.

We live in a finite existence that limits us to time and location.  Perhaps that is how we come to understand the nature of sacred spaces, whether they are found in natural surroundings, or by way of human creativity and ingenuity.

Sacred spaces are those places that give meaning to a profound longing, a shared understanding.  It is recognizing the story of humanity, of embracing all of creation.  For if you look closely, you will see in the corner of the Tree of Life Windows, the image of the parishioner’s beloved pet.

Tree of Life Windows

Gift to the Cathedral by long-time parishioner Jean MacMillan Southam. The window was designed by Susan A. Point, CM a Coast Salish artist born in Alert Bay who lives on the Musqueam First Nation Reservation in Vancouver, B.C.

“No idea of any single culture will ever capture the entire human sense of god, or creation, or the hero; and to get a more complete human picture, we have to look at the myths of many cultures.”  Professor Grant L. Voth


Nothing Which Comes Stays…


Remember my May 3rd post?

Her jacket pockets turned inside out releasing fears of the colour blue...has disappeared.  The words vanished as mysteriously as they appeared. The memories remain and we move on…

“In this world of change, nothing which comes stays, and nothing which goes is lost.”

 Anne Sophie Swetchine(1782-1857)

You never know who you will run into….


I met the Blue and White Warrior on the corner of Granville & Burrard.   What a surprise to see the tall, stately Terracotta figure presiding majestically over the intersection.  And where there is one, there are others waiting to be found.  You’re invited to join me on Chasing Art !  We have limited time to complete the mission.


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‘Blue and White Porcelain-ware’

Artist: Regina Liao
Sponsor: Caorda Web Solutions
Location: 2505 Granville St
Vancouver, BC


The Birds by Myfanwy MacLeod


There are birds in Vancouver’s Olympic Village at the Southeast False Creek Plaza, 1 Athletes Way. Not the ordinary kind that flutters in the air currents above – The Birds prefer to guard the earth with their 18 foot (5.5 metres) presence.  Vancouver artist, Myfanwy MacLeod transformed the common sparrow into something extraordinary.

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“The Birds reminds us of our past, but it aspires to challenge the future. It is my hope that the work stimulates understanding that will lead to a greater sense of shared responsibility and caring. Myfanwy MacLeod, 2009

Her jacket pockets turned inside out…


Her jacket pockets turned inside out releasing fears of the color blue…

There’s a story here – not certain what it is, but it interests me. Art is around us, created when we’re not looking. The words appeared mysteriously under the Cambie Street Bridge the week of April 26th. Remnants of equipment were left behind to tease the imagination According to the Vancouver Public Space Blog it is called an intervention and identified Eli Horn and Jordan Bent as the artists. I’ll be following the narrative…stay tuned!

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Intervention under Cambie Street Bridge