Green Owl Garage

This owl was found on the side of a garage. I immediately thought of  Timothy Price from Off Center Not Even.

I know his owls are different, but Tim is the only one I know with owls living on his property.

Someone hewed down the dead tree where the owls made their home.

Tim made another nest, in the same area, with many attributes of the old nest.

He went toa lot of effort. Will the owls find the new nest?

I sure hope so! Thank you, Tim!

Pics taken by Resa – October 1, 2022

Toronto, Canada

The Artist(s) – unsure

Broken Heart & Broken Toe

I worked as a Costume Designer in the film industry for 25 years. First as a stylist for commercials & rock videos, then eventually  designing costumes for  movies  and  TV  series.

Ten years ago my mom passed, and I took another look at my life. The decision was that I should try writing.  Skipping ahead, it seems that (usually humorous) anecdotes from my design life stand out. With encouragement from blog pals, I have been writing some out.

Broken Heart & Broken Toe

Just over a decade ago, I designed the costumes for a movie titled “Our Fathers”. It’s based on the book by David France “The Secret Life of the Catholic Church in an Age of Scandal”.

     In this true story, Cardinal Law was the Church’s piece of hierarchy that covered up the sexual abuses of children by certain priests. It was very heartbreaking to work on this show: recreating pedophile scenes, depicting the turned upside down lives of victims & the denials by the church. Even the scenes of Cardinal Law testifying on the stand were not satisfying moments. Reality is: he eventually went to live in Rome, as a Cardinal, sanctioned by the Pope.

      Actual adult victims, survivors came to set while we were shooting. It was all quite eerily unnerving.

     Prior to starting prep on the movie, I read the book. It is the biggest hard cover book I’ve ever read. Humongous, I could barely hold it on my lap. The part of the book we made into the movie was a fraction of the book. The rest of it delved deeply into the Church’s very old history of sexual sins. It was bleak, even at the most optimistic points.

      One day, the book leapt from my lap, and attacked my right foot. It landed on the toe next to my big toe.  The toe broke. It’s possible that I accidentally dropped  the book.

     I hobbled through the ensuing 4 month prep & shoot with the broken toe taped to the toes on each side of it. There was constant pain, swelling & 14 or more hours to a working day. I had to buy sneakers in 2 different sizes, the larger size for my right foot. The doctor was adamant. I needed to put my foot up for a few weeks! I did exactly that after we were wrapped, & it eventually healed.

      In retrospect, I realize that nothing was going to stop me from helping to bring this story into movie format, and into the light of the many who didn’t know about it. I believed I was doing something important & good.

      In retrospect, I also think …. the book did attack my toe, after all.

The pic from the top of the post was the header for my writing blog, which is where I had originally written up this anecdote. This was much prior to my thinking of writing out more.

Anecdote & Photos © Resa McConaghy

Sometimes You Just Have to Know Where to Stand

In my previous post, I had stated that the half face didn’t make sense. Then I turned the corner, and there was the other half face. If I stood in a certain spot, I could capture the full face.
In a comment, Trent said, “Sometimes you just have to know where to stand.”
I thought for sure that was already a saying or song, or book. I couldn’t find exactly that when I searched. Trent has claimed it further with a short story that is relevant today. It’s a great read!

Trent's World (the Blog)

The man had “Art Critic” written all over his face.

He frowned, took a step to the side and squinted.

Mag had to laugh. He reminded her of that governor who the ex had entertained a few years ago, the one who most likely never drank anything except for Bud and yet pretended to be a connoisseur of fine Bordeaux. Where was he from, Alabama? Texas? No matter. His expressions were just priceless as he twirled and sniffed the glass he obviously felt was oversized. He then held the glass up to the light before he almost choked on the huge gulp he downed. He pretended to love it, but it was obvious he hated every drop.

The art critic’s expressions were even more obvious.

She sighed.

Well, she’d have to rescue this one since he was most likely going to give her a zero-star review in the Times.


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Jimi Hendrix and Bob Dylan

“If there is something to be changed in this world then it can only happen with MUSIC” – Jimi Hendrix

This is over a pub called “Pour Boy”.

I recognized Jimi immediately.

There was another face, but only a part of a face. For some reason, I got Robert Palmer stuck in my head.

This was my 3rd time here. It’s on a busy side street.. delivery trucks, cars parked or driving up and down, people galore. No room to take pics, until this day. I thought, I’ll grab Jimi, anyway.

As I was leaving, I saw this around the corner. Id never seen around the corner before.

Looks like Dylan to me!

Dead on, it did not make sense. I had to find the angle. Jimi recorded one of Dylan’s songs, “All Along the Watchtower”. I was angst over whose version to put here. Then I remembered Playing for Change. 🌟 Brilliant 🤩 A must see!

Pics taken by Resa – September 13, 2022

Toronto, Canada

The Artist: Unknown to me at this time

Tender Places

Beautiful words with a message. Thank you, Holly! ❤️🌹

Tender Places

The small lake shimmers with light

reeds rustle beneath

the feet of a fawn.

Leaning forward her pink tongue

curls backward

spattering the sweetness of life

into her nose and eyes.

Spotted ears pull sideways,

heeding the sigh of the forest,

the breath of a breeze.

The kiss of sunlight transforms

green to autumn gold, brown and rust.

beyond the edge of the wood

summer collides with fall

in  tender places of the wild.

Do No Harm

Poetess Jungle

First I gasped, at the beauty of the entire mural.

Then I singled out the face & said – It’s Holly, poet whose hair is “a tangle of stars”. Now she and her soft brown eyes are in a tangle of jungle.

If ever there was a mural as lovely as her poetry, this is it.

Love the tiger!

This detail, as well as the tiger’s stripes are painted in metallic gold and silver.

The shadows are painted on her face.

Some close up details.

Leonard Cohen recites words to a Joni Mitchell song. Herbie Hancock accompanies on piano.

It’s another kind of jungle: and deep in this jungle, in an alley, I found the jungle mural.

Pics taken by Resa – October 1, 2022

Toronto, Canada

The artists:

Post Dedication: Holly – House of Heart

Dear John II

Good Afternoon, Agent 00 toon!

We have a situation in the alleys. Bugs has been sent in undercover.

He’s discovered a lot of dissent amongst the cartoon world. Seems you’ve been playing faves, with Looney Tunes. Other cartoon franchises have become agitated.

Rover Dangerfield feels he has no respect. Perhaps he should have a chat with Wile E. Coyote? He gets no respect, and he’s a Looney Tune!

The other cartoons feel like they’re being driven off a cliff. Again, they should speak with Wile E. Being driven off a cliff is all in a days work.

Still, protest and defiance grows. Darkwing Duck is demanding “more paint” to paint more Disney Characters!

Me, I’m hiding out in a crazy black and white mural.

I’m not pink, so no one will spot me, and I’ve got a great vantage point.

Oh No! Boris Badenov is about to throw a fusion bomb!!!  All  animals  and  humans  will be fused with cartoons. No one will be spared if they enter the alley!

  Anyone with  half  a brain  is  fleeing.

I repeat; half a brain!!!!


Poor guys never stood a chance!  Agent 00 toon, I trust you’ll take care of this situation?!

Your mission is to restore order to the lanes & alleys!

Pics taken by Resa – 2018 -2022

Toronto, Canada

Various artists – including: Birdo, Adrian Hayles, En Masse, Mokes

Inspired by and dedicated to John Howell