Evoking Mr. Miller however, is merely a segway to the first of a series of posts (Yes, I like series, they keep me grounded. The question is whether or not I finish any of them!) on statues of Queen's Park here in Toronto. I know nothing about sculpture, but I hope to learn more via the reactions of my readers.
So without further ado...
I probably could have edited the above, but what's a photo essay without a bit of bad photography?
Here's the statue itself. The low number of photos are mainly due to the fact that my batteries died after snapping the final shot.
There's a lightness to this work, isn't there? I especially like the horse in the show below.
Really, this sculpture is about the horse, and not the rider, isn't it? Well, we'll have to wait for the ice to melt for me to get close enough to the Edward VII.
My favourite view:
