teratornis

Got a new job, start on Monday. This means that when I had lunch with Mom yesterday I could tell her about being let go from the previous job without worrying her too much.

We went to the AGO. Turns out you can get a free pass for two adults through the Toronto Public Library site, although checking in goes somewhat more smoothly if you have a physical library card with you (I did not, and eventually had to log into the TPL site so they could check that my card number was the same as the one on the pass).

Lined up to spend sixty seconds in Yayoi Kusama’s mirrored installation Let’s Survive Forever, which lets you gaze at infinite reflections of yourself in a galaxy of stainless-steel orbs that sort of looks like the Sea of Holes sequence from Yellow Submarine.

Saw the Joyce Wieland retrospective, which was a bit overwhelming—Wieland did a lot of large-scale quilts and the like. Saw a video of an interview with Naoko Matsubara, a wood-cut artist with a dry sense of humour we both liked. Saw an exhibit of Latin American photography, mainly journalistic. The best item was the contact sheet for Graciela Iturbide’s Our Lady of the Iguanas, because you got to see all the other takes in which the subject is laughing or looking awkward or the iguanas are not in a dramatic enough pose.

ETA—Apparently Mom has a friend group who call themselves “The G7” (unclear if there are actually seven of them) and they do things together. Last month they tried playing croquet in a local park with the three remaining mallets from our family croquet set, and had a good enough time that they subsequently sourced a complete croquet set from the local freecycle group, but it’s been too hot and smoky to play.

Had a dream last night that handful_ofdust and her family were living in a small republic in Eastern Europe that had beautiful art-deco architecture and a very confusing public transit system. I kept getting lost in train stations and there were at least three local languages.