I recently picked up the photographs of my kids that I had taken in March. Jennifer Pearson, our photographer (www.jenniferpearsonphotography.com) has done a mind-bogglingly exquisite job of capturing the innocence and joy of our children in her images, and her photos made me weep.
Jennifer referred me to her framer in Leslieville, so I made my way down to that neighbourhood to finish the job of getting my pics wall-ready. I happened into the charming framing shop, strewn with large, gorgeous canvases of bold, emotional landscapes. Alex, the charming Chilean framer was also a brilliant artist whose pieces now sold for thousands of dollars. Without almost any small talk, Alex and I became engaged in an intimate discussion of our families, art and the neighbourhood. I was fascinated by his experiences and my conversation with him was a little adventure into another world.
I left Alex the framer in pursuit of some coffee and a biscotti to sustain me through an afternoon of working in front of the computer. At Queen near Jones, I came upon the Tango Palace Coffee Company which beckoned to me with its cosy armchairs and aromatic espresso offerings. I curled up into this delicious cafe to drink my coffee and was briefly transported to a time past of reading poetry and writing papers in tiny, dark Montreal cafes (Cafe des Artistes, and this little cafe near the Rialto Cinema where there was an amazing flourless chocolate torte with hints of almond…)
