December in Montreal and it wasn’t cold. It certainly wasn’t balmy but it wasn’t ear-splitting cold and although I only had about an hour to wander around between appointments, I was pretty interested in what I stumbled on.
Montreal looks better ever time I go back. This time despite the dreary rain it was no exception. There’s still a lot of empty real-estate, but it doesn’t feel depressed. Maybe that’s just me. This huge empty retail space below was the first discovery. The expense on immense space in relative darkness then the brilliant illumination of the fluorescent landing pad was other worldly, or at least science fictiony. The metal structural members in the ceiling are very cool as were the patches of paint all along the delineating walls of the space
Closer to the hotel was this rather more contemporary space. I wasn’t very good about mapping my locations as I walked so it might be pretty hard to title some of these images if I plan to print and show. This space, with it’s contrasting concrete minimalist, man-made sensibility is contrasted by the photographic prints of a birch tree stand that hang in the windows.
The wall below is on the edge of parking lot at the corner of rue Sainte-Catherine and rue Clarke. It was quite treacherous making my way across the sheet of wet ice and leaves. I’m careful though. I don’t want to break a hip. It looks pretty gloomy but that’s not what I was thinking when I shot it. I really liked the mottled concrete that transitions into the variegated pattern. The map-like patchwork of light and dark concrete was a big draw but the shattered wooden pallet that felt sort of “Raft of the Medusa” to me, was an added bonus.
Yet another forgotten space but this one might just stay forgotten for a lot longer. I think it use to be a garage or gas station on the left surrounded by a parking lot or now empty gravel yard. This spot is an alley to nowhere. Here the colours and the geometry of the place suited me.
I’m going back soon. Hopefully 3 or 4 days will allow me a good start. I’m also thinking it’s time to visit and shoot the Metro but that will have to be done on a separate, dedicated trip.
So all in al for the day that I was there –other than missing a visit with my nephew–was a success. Hotel Galt here we come.