One of the pleasures I had walking in Montreal was to admire the lovely games the Northern sun liked to play on brick buildings, and the mysterious manmade mechanisms for which I had to find a purpose. Like what I chose to see as a memory tube in the second picture here, a spatiotemporal channel projecting a Parisian window onto this Villeray inter-floor.
Note: this is another exercise of mixing my own photos (the Montreal background) with archival photos.
A French lady (unidentified – one of these family pictures lost in anonymity) and her beautiful smile (I’d imagine her playing with her kids, or enjoying the freshly cleaned stairs of her house) discovering, many years later, the joy of a Montreal sunny afternoon.
Parisian window coming out of a Montreal mural memory tube.
Odds and Lens 