Street Art in Toronto

This summer I was in Toronto for a writing course at Humber. My brother took me all over the city, showing me everything, and I really got into the graffiti and murals. This first one was in a bathroom stall; it's my favourite. I love how it's only a few simple lines, but it defines a complete image.




Bikes on the street. I thought it was cool. Maybe it's a courier thing.




This was from a whole maze of graffiti-covered alleys. Probably has a name, but I forget.





This was on West Queen West. Great street name. Did they do this on purpose, the doors?



Oh, and this. More for the personal significance than for the artwork. Ten years ago, when I was just getting into the outdoor industry, my friend Jono from Outward Bound Australia wrote this quote on a eucalyptus leaf for me. It was the first time I'd seen the quote, and it hit me hard. I proceeded to propel myself full force into the outdoor industry, my dream, and went right to the top, everything I could imagine. Now I'm done with that. My new dream is writing. On the last day of my Humber writing course, Wayson Choy handed out quotes. I got the Goethe one. It's relevant again to me in a whole new way. I'm beginning again.