...the sign at Tulabi Creek.
I couldn't believe it. It's been a creek for as long as we can remember. I went on about it all the way to Saskatoon. I went on about it at the reading. Why change a creek to a brook? For years I've been noting the birds we see at Tulabi Creek. Yesterday, for instance, we saw five Spruce Grouse and a Northern Hawk Owl near there. So on the way home today I was planning a big post on this. On names and naming. I was stoked by the time I sat down and googled. Of course what I found hadn't even crossed my mind. It looks like Tulabi Creek was not always called a creek. I pulled down the Atlas of Saskatchewan and, sure enough, the sign is now right. It's really Tulabi Brook.
Before the celebration, we went to the Mendel Art Gallery. I specifically wanted to see Hysteria and the Body, a touring exhibition organized by the National Gallery of Canada. I was especially interested in seeing the works by Louise Bourgeois. It was worth the trip.
Then I checked out Machines at Play, an exhibition of automated drawing machines and a kinetic and sound installation by Montreal artist Jean-Pierre Gauthier. Wow. That's where H and I spent the bulk of our time. If you're in Saskatoon, be sure to check it out. It's amazing.
Last evening I read at The Gallery / art placement inc. as part of the Hagios Press celebrations. It was great to see everyone. The reading was held in conjunction with the opening of Top to Bottom, a lovely salon style show that will run until February 19. The Gallery / art placement inc. is a great space for a reading. As I stood there with my poems, facing friends, strangers and so many strong paintings, many of which are landscapes by artists whose work I've been following for years, I felt so incredibly lucky. And at the end of the evening I left with cake, a gift from a writer. I am lucky, indeed.