That's it! no more parking anywhere...no more stopping (or is arreting???) in anybody else parking way. It is just so ridiculous all the things that you live when you are parking far away! It doesn't make sense, at all, that yesterday we were parking and laughing in the streets and today we can not even "park" in the same street. Maybe I have to tell the story over and over again so it loses its sense, so it stops having a life on its own, so it vanishes away and I can see it as a foggy dream. That's why I tell you..those NOT PARKING sings should be posted near my heart!!!

Hein!!! don't park there!!!

Like a miniature city that grows in the shadow of a chair...Other crazy stuffs under more chairs that immobile there seem to be paying attention to everything around them.
And now that is raining is the little people that live under the chair getting wet too?

(Chairs' park..or its real name. Corner of St-André and Roy. Montréal QC.)

Crazy hot weather in chair's park...

Even with fire scars and crazy hot summers and crazy cold winters, you have a "Je ne sais quoi" that makes me love you every day even more. Est-ce que est le français? or its just the idea of "égalité" and multiculturality?

"...seems that I'm always thinking of you...I love you madly, you've really got a hold on me...my love is strong now...I love you and all I want you to do is just hold me..." (You really got a hold on me, The Beatles, 1962)

You really got a hold on me!!!

Y yo me pregunto...

Y yo me pregunto ultimamente, rodeada de artistas de todo tipo, por que parezco estar tan alejada del arte? ahhh la respuesta siempre sutil! LA VIDA MISMA ES ARTE!