Things that I am fond of:
- Wild growth in urban environments
- Street Signs
- Repeating elements in a scene (like windows)
- Anything that feelings foreign to my Western Mass sensibilities
The husband and I wandering around Old Montreal for a couple of hours the other day. Finally I had found a part of the city that felt old, really, truly, old. Not of this world old. We wandering in and out of tourist shops, pretended that we were maple tourists (how can you be when you’re from New England?), searched for gifts for our friends, and tried to find the perfect view of Basilique Notre-Dame de Montréal.
And then we happened upon a restaurant called Jardin Nelson. It’s open air front was filled to the bring with garden boxes that looked like they had been left to grow just a little bit wild. It doesn’t take a lot of imagination to believe that these gardenscapes are pouring out of the building itself and that it is in fact overrun by nature.