I try so hard to love you Ottawa. You are home, and beautiful, and safe. But shit…you are losing your cool and coolest at an alarming rate and that makes me blue. I repeat, I want to love you.
So I spent most of today doing things to repair my faith.
1. Visited some “major” ladies to have my hair chopped. Studio B: Urban Modern Hair where have you been all my life?
2. By chance, I got to see in person a painting, and its “major” lady subject as it happens, that for weeks I have not been able to get out of my head. Felt a little fated. A remarkable piece by Ottawa artist Zaneta Pernicova. HeART!
3. Indulged my new obsession with street art by buying and spending most of the afternoon pouring over the updated edition of Graffiti World: street art from five continents. Then spent some time in the streets.
All in all, a pretty good grey day to love my home. Or,…was it just the high I got from my new leather pants!?
And frankly, I’m glad my peeps are fleeing. It gives me more time to get to know you, Ottawa.