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I think I’ve spent more recent time walking through in Toronto’s east end than I have in years. Few of the paths I travel are new to me, but I have the time to take them, to pause and really notice things. I like having the time. I like it a lot. I like having the time to look at architecture, how buildings from different times fit together on a street, how hard it is to let nature commingle with an urban environment. I have a new appreciation for trees and see them differently than I did even a year ago.

One of the places I regularly visit is called the Necropolis. It’s quite small, but I think it’s one of Toronto’s oldest cemeteries. We wander through almost every day as part of an early morning walk before the day gets started. It’s mostly a place to walk through, with a circular path and lots of trees and, well, headstones.

I’ve seen headstones that make use of statuary (local leader Jack Layton’s headstone features a lifelike bust), and some that incorporate photos of a person, and some that feature mementos that have significance for the people who placed them there.

https://www.instagram.com/p/CMwmDhdA8df/

I have mixed feelings about cemeteries and many questions I haven’t fully thought out: financial disparity and why only some people get to have the big obelisks’ the lack of information that exists on a tombstone; who they really exist for; why age is always listed but little else about a person; why we don’t encourage using cemeteries as parks or gathering places…. The list goes on.

This week I came across one headstone that made me do a double take. In amongst a mix of aging, lichen-covered resting places was a black, granite tombstone, or to be more accurate, a plinth: flat on top, where stones had been placed.

https://www.instagram.com/p/CM6-BvIlTXw/

This one really struck me. It was like discovering something completely out of place (while it serves the opposite purpose). It had a replica of a painting etched on each of the four sides of the tombstone, with the name, birth and death dates, and the inscription ‘we are stardust.’ I find his art wonderful, mixing whimsy and magic realism along the lines of Magritte and Escher. There’s a lot of detail in the art, and I can see myself going back and finding new things on different sides of the plinth.

https://www.cuded.com/optical-illusion-paintings-by-rob-gonsalves/

It’s one of the first headstones I’ve seen that made me ask, who is the person it is dedicated to? It’s also one of the first that had me looking the person up. His name is Rob Gonsalves, and I’ve spent quite a bit of time this week finding out more about who he was, his work, what led to this tombstone, and that question we always have: what happened that led to his death? Why use the image of the kid watching an oncoming train?

https://www.instagram.com/p/CM691yPl3dD/

Discovering the memorial hasn’t changed my opinions about cemeteries, but it provides me with something to reflect on. Or, perhaps, a variety of things to reflect on.

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Susan Bates's avatar

My initial take away from this marvelous invitation to remain curious is that curiosity provides an antidote to judgement, and of others as well as myself. Thank you for this!

I was looking over some notes I took from Jenny Odell's "How To Do Nothing" and she adds her clear seeing: "Through attention and curiosity , we can suspend our tendency toward … seeing things or people one-dimensionally as the products of their functions—and instead sit with the unfathomable fact of their existence which opens up toward us but can never be fully grasped or known."

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