Josh Middleman was the 4th of 7 children. His harried parents had few moments for him. From his 1st day at school, he felt invisible.
Artist: Birdo
No one stopped him from joining in schoolyard games, although he was never a winner even when he won. When he graduated, they were one gown down & one cap short. Josh had to wear his suit. No one noticed. Although he graduated in the top 10 of his class, serious career positions eluded him. His life was a wreck.
One day he came upon a Clown College. Frustrated & bitter, he shuffled through the doors with an upside down smile on his face, and a tear in his eye.
“You’re in” shouted the Clown College recruiter, as he handed an enrolment form to Josh.
With a painted smile and a hidden heart, he graduated with honours.
As a clown, Josh made many laugh and feel happy. Others were crazy clown scared. Whatever, he was not invisible anymore. Josh Middleman was a “must have clown”for all children’s parties, parades and local promotions.
Eventually, he married and earned enough money to buy a home at Queen’s end. Here, Josh would don his ginormous clown’s shoes and think with glee, “In your face, unhappiness!”
The cat lives in an alley, in a piece of alley art, somewhere in Little Italy.
Sam The Record Man is part of Toronto’s history.
So are the many delicious Italian restaurants that grace our city. As a vegetarian, I’m always guaranteed a yummy meal, at an Italian restaurant. Okay, I’m a pasta junkie, but the ultimate is Fiori di Zucca.
It is zucchini flowers tossed in flour, and flash fried. This is the one I love. Some are stuffed with ricotta & mint or bocconcini & dipped in a batter. There are many variations. A generous squeeze of lemon, on the crispy delights, is a must.
I met the artist, Anya, while traversing alleys and parking lots. OMG! She was so neat. She spent time chit-chatting with me.
She said the art would be done by Thursday end. She had another art engagement on Friday. I didn’t think Anya & MSKA, who was assisting with B.G., would make the date. Wednesday rained all day.
She showed me the self portrait she was basing this mural on.
LOVE the hand/glove earrings!!!
I went back Sunday. It’s not quite finished, but I shot it anyway. I don’t know when I’ll get back there.
I adore the way she has Frida emerging out of the wings of a Monarch. When I returned, dumpsters had been moved in.
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