“Children never Walk a Labyrinth, Children always Run!”
They’ll even run my painted Labyrinth in a Wading Pool full of water!
Alexandra Park in Downtown Toronto . . .
“Children never Walk a Labyrinth, Children always Run!”
They’ll even run my painted Labyrinth in a Wading Pool full of water!
Alexandra Park in Downtown Toronto . . .
Labyrinth Walkers sometimes ask questions, and by the time they reach the Centre of the Labyrinth, they may have an answer . . .
As I often say,
“Children never walk a Labyrinth, Children always Run!”
…even if it’s a painted Labyrinth in a Wading Pool filled with water!
Children never walk a Labyrinth,
Children always run !
Siva running through the High Park Labyrinth by Hawk Hill . . .
Children never walk a Labyrinth, Children always run!
Probably not the pace the high park labyrinth was meant to be done at. But it does say go at your own pace. pic.twitter.com/PVqaYfwV
— Tonya Rose (@ZippyKittyToo) January 7, 2012
“Children Never Walk a Labyrinth. They Always Run.”
— HiMY SYeD
This was Second Last Pedestrian Sunday of the year and the last one before Election Day.
“…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.