I spoke to the artist and he posed for a number of photos,
suggesting that I come back in a couple of hours to get a photo of the
painting further on. I agreed, and since he was also visiting with a
friend I figured I’d get his name on during the next photoshoot.
Sadly, when I swung back he was gone, and so was the painting.
But it was a great way to be reminded that this weekend is PRIDE.
While Pride actually started early last week, it’s this weekend when
things really get turned up. Our neighbourhood, and often our building,
becomes party central. With the Dyke March today and the Pride Parade
tomorow, everything nearby is filled with music, rainbow colours and
people of all shapes, sizes and inclinations wandering the street
expecting acceptance. It’s very cool.
So where ever you are and who ever you are – Happy Pride!