Some architecture pictures from my trip to Victoria and Vancouver in British Columbia. I find that when I’m emotional and/or at this specific emotional state, I easily become artistic. Emotion really does foster arts, at least for me. I can’t recall a time when it was the other way around though. Sometimes I wonder if I should have gone down the artist road that I had planned before those 2 weeks at Don Mills. I wonder. I want to drop everything and go live near the beach in Tel-Aviv.
People do really see what they want to see. It just gets bad when people see in others what they dislike (hate) about themselves and aren’t able to accept it.