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Union Station
December 28, 2005
Union Station, Toronto
This grand and unmovable building moves people. From here they enter, board, and alight elsewhere, in places like Sault Ste. Marie, Moose Factory, and Swastika, Ontario. Everyday people find their way home.
When I am homesick for the northern woods I come here, of all places. Its open vaulted ceilings relieve me of the claustrophobia that the city can impose. It allows for deep breaths and the casting of shadows, like a forest late in the day. People move about as birds, with purpose and chatter.
It is here, so far from home, that I am most able to imagine it.
Photo and text by Trix Whipple
Categories: Finding Home
Trix Whipple
Nice, very nice. And so good to see you here, Trix!
I’ve often been struck by the power of particular places to evoke vivid memories of people I used to know, and whom I otherwise wouldn’t be able to recall in such detail. I guess that’s sort of similar to what you’re describing.
Beautiful photo and a convincing statement. I’m still trying to find “home” places in my new city and I’m fascinating by your discovery of how the station feels. Thanks. And it’s great to see you here!
Thank you for helping me to find the forest in my own city! That’s precious to me and I truly appreciate it.
Home comes in many unexpected forms. When I was a kid growing up in Detroit, I had a spot on a pedestrian overpass, the freeway traffic whooshing below. It had the effect of a rushing river and I found a quiet, isolated space amidst the noise and crush.
Ah, I appreciate the perfection in certain details of this photo. This makes me think of what places make me think of ‘home’.
There’s something almost cathedral-like in this image, no? Of course, cathedrals were built to look like forests, too.
I don’t readily see commonalities between urban and natural spaces, but this, so simply described, makes them vivid.
Very nice, Trix. It’s lovely to see you here.