Ephemeral spaces of missed spectacle

The streets of Toronto finally, flourish in a delayed bloom of late summer, and the city becomes a festival itself. Terraces, flowers and music are back and scents of culinary delights haggle for your attention everywhere. 

Welcome to my house!

This is the place where I live now. Where I have all my belongings, where I sleep and eat, keep my family safe, bring friends over, make love, laugh, cry, and heal when sick. It is the place where I shape and reshape my mind every day, as I grow older – and smarter, or…