Fascinating to observe how this stone Labyrinth I made beginning back in April has been changing with the seasons.
Spring, and Summer, so far.
The grass around it. The almost invisibility of it at ground level due to the tall grass.
Yet, through it all, my Spyglass Place Labyrinth remains easily viewed from the west side of the Cambie Bridge…
My Stone Labyrinth is both a Neighbourhood Labyrinth and a City Labyrinth.
Neighbouhood being Olympic Village and South False Creek.
The City being Vancouver.
The Honeysuckle has really grown since I first began building this Stone Labyrinth.
A Maintenance visit in recent days revealed that eyeing from ground level, the Spyglass Place Labyrinth is almost hidden with an air of something Ancient.
Yet, from Cambie Bridge above, Spyglass is still easily seen…
That someone was me !
Minor mystery solved as I now know who reconfigured the rocks making up my unfinished Seven Lane Labyrinth into a completed four lane spiralish design . . .
Jack o’Lantern Labyrinth
Sorauren Park Pumpkin Parade, the morning after
After the Rain,
And Through the Leaves,
Blue and White lines of the Grange Park Labyrinth as seen from the Art Gallery of Ontario.
Most days, I short-cut through this little park, Gwendolyn MacEwen Park, in The Annex neighbourhood in downtown Toronto.
People however, aren’t the only ones who enjoy the park…
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“…In celebration of Afrofest‘s 18th year at Queen’s Park, Toronto-based Giant Outstallation Artist HiMY SYeD will be creating a giant sized walking labyrinth in the outline of the African Continent.
‘The AfroFest Labyrinth’ is part of HiMY’s ongoing Giant Outstallation Art project – ‘Toronto – City of Labyrinths‘. Intended to create safe walking spaces for both play and contemplation.
These labyrinths are located within (pun intended) walking distance of all Torontonians and at Toronto’s festivals, special events and street parties.”
… okay, so we didn’t finish making the labyrinth in the big backyard earlier this evening … manana, manana …
This is the Big Backyard to my grandparents’ place in Fremont, California.
One of those suburban nightmares where everything is manicured and nothing out of the norm ever seems to appear.
Eyeing the boredom of the complex’s kids and the great green grass canvas since my visit began here, I finally broke down today and installed, or rather tried to install, a labyrinth.
The only materials I could readily use were simple 8.5 by 11 sheets of paper and everyday toothpicks to pin the sheets into the grass.
Harder than it looks or sounds, the grass being deep, the ground moist, my fingers and thumbs aching, the children impatient.
The kids kept asking if the labyrinth was ready all afternoon. They even helped now and then, but their tiny fingers failed them after at best a sheet or two.
Imagine kids in the backseat of your car on a long trip repeating, ‘Are we there yet?’ and your ears may get a feel for what echoed in Fremont all afternoon.
Finally, I just gave in and let them play.
No one seemed to care the paper labyrinth wasn’t done yet.
It was enjoyed as is — unfinished.
