Wednesday, 30 May 2012

I'm not sure if this creek has a name.  It runs beside Hwy 2 where the Westbrook Road crosses.  Here it is a couple of months ago, when the first leaves were coming out.  The creek dries to a trickle during the summer.  In Monochrome:




Machinery again!  Here, a backhoe.  There have been definite styles in construction equipment, which you can see in old books about diggers, but except for the corners getting rounded off or the cabin glass moulding getting more sophisticated, function mostly dictates the form of these machines.





Looks as if someone was a little enthusiastic with the grease gun, or there's a seal broken somewhere:




I find machinery fascinating because it embodies such a concentration of mathematics, logistics, and heavy yet precise manufacturing.  Construction equipment is a tangible example of human mental ideas changing the physical environment.  Not always for the better: if machinery is so rich in encoded meaning it's a shame it's so often used to create spaces as blank as this storage facility on Terry Fox Drive:




Back on the lakeshore at Crerar Park, trying to take pictures of the big emptiness that is Lake Ontario:









Wednesday, 23 May 2012

One day while driving along the 401 I happened to notice what seemed to be a quarry just "behind" Division St.  Later I explored it, and found what looked more like an excavation equipment playground than an organized quarry.  It was odd to find it in the middle of an urban area.  This view looks west - immediately over the ridge lies the bustling fast-food joints and hotels of upper Division St.



Some of the rock strata had wonderful colours, each representing an inconceivably long period of time.



Around the quarry were several apartment blocks, firmly in the style that used to be called "Soviet Era":








The perpetrators...






Below the Isabel Turner Branch of the Library is an artificial pond.  Like so many of these urban drainage  renovations it is nicer from a distance, and not just because of the garbage that people throw in.  This one has peculiar dual concrete chutes under a bridge that seems optimistically high:


And of course, someone has thrown a shopping cart into the pond.  Why people bother to do this is a mystery to me but it leads to an uncomfortable conclusion - rather than simply leaving their stolen cart where they got tired of pushing it, that person took the extra effort to throw it into a pond so other people would have to see it.  That person lives here with us.




Near where we live is the erstwhile prison farm.  In the SW corner it has sprouted a mysterious fenced-off area...


And here, monoliths.  Of course they conceal an intricate fraction of the incredibly complex technical infrastructure that is an integral but almost invisible part of our lives.





Friday, 11 May 2012

Earlier this year I went with our boys to Fort Henry.  Off season it's a quiet place, it's easier to see the hill itself and its environment, which is in some corners little trodden by all the dog-walkers and joggers.

















Thursday, 3 May 2012

Elevator Bay has changed a lot since I was young.  I can remember the grain elevators that used to stand where the apartments are now, and often there was a Laker moored there too.  Now much of it is developed, although the next phase seems to have stalled.  Here's the sales office for the proposed condominiums:


Meanwhile the wharf itself continues to slowly decay into the bay:


Further west on Front Rd, Reddendale Plaza is a plaza of a certain age, and this corner has a definite period look:




Although I'm often at Everitt Park with our sons, I continue to take pictures there.  It is a hidden gem; small but with very tall trees that make it a rather cathedral-like space:


A Lockup on Princess St that I found behind St Francis of Assisi.  The downtown core of Kingston is more and more the public face of the city, but I think that Princess St above Division St is a truer reflection of the city and its people.