The image above captures the scene when I first arrived at Wreck City. I like the texture of this…the light and paint…the obvious structure accommodating a slide. Not typical now, is it? I’ve seen better photos than this of the Wreck City sign…but this is mine :0) and I like it! The light was fading: I decided to do the main levels of everything and once tempted, to climb some stairs and wander upward. Ladders…NO! I’m going to do those on my second visit. I’m very curious about the nest-like structure above.Brad was the first guy I met…even before bumping into Jason’s parents at the back of 621. I’m glad that Jason returned to Calgary! Look at what’s going on here! Anyway, Brad had been working on the side of house 621 for only two hours and LOOK! He told me that he was enjoying having such freedom and such a grand surface. I met Amy Dryer (Fragments of Soul) artist and her partner on fabric stairs. This, after also meeting Jen (Photographer) and Phil (Glass Blower) coming around a corner. Nice to see so many zillions of people out and walking through houses together. Gilded beer cans randomly integrated into an entrance vignette. Atmosphere…once dark, this outdoor sculpture created a significant mood and a remembrance of campfires and friendship and sing songs.Coloured clothing on a clothes line…instead of reading as laundry…these pieces read as art. Are they? I don’t know…but they are reading that way. A bedroom…cozy…built around a back yard tree.
Walking between two houses…this way!