Here’s a few snapshots from my visits to Montreal this past winter. It reminded me that this is the city where I learned the art of flânerie.
But in a 21st century sense. In between being a female spectator as well as a participant in navigating the city.
I moved to the Montreal as a university student at the turn of the century. Walking and public transportation were the main ways I got around; I could minimize expenses to get from point A to point B.
Instead of large arcades, I discovered new independent shops, cafes and restaurants.
Instead of gazing only at grand feats of architecture, I also stopped to examine the shapes and colours of residences and eccentric store fronts.
I developed an addiction to signage, typefaces, street art, and posters, like these handprinted ones by Popolo Press.
It was in Montreal that I learned the city was one huge canvas to observe and examine, but could also be shaped through individual and community efforts.