Four grown kids, six delightful grandchildren, constant, long-time partner. A retired academic, I'm adapting to life in a Vancouver condo after decades in a waterfront home on a very small (Canadian) West Coast island. Keen to discover what new priorities emerge, what interests persist, in this urban life after 60!
The bedroom in the apartment my son and daughter-in-law stayed in while we were in Peschici, Italy. I like the photo below, which shows the ancient beams on the ceiling, the white plastered walls, the thoughtfully chosen antique furniture and the paintings, books, and wall hangings that make the space homey and intimate. But I love the mood of the top photograph, as evocative as a portrait, in my estimation, its chiaroscuro play enriched by the heft of the blue falling through the centre of the composition. More parallel lines shooting off in various directions than I'd recognized at the time. A window, a rug, a bed, and the movement of curtains. Now there's a story . . .