Ferry line-ups.
Ordering the randomness of
different desires.
—John Steil, 100 Red Haiku Tags
I've always been a day-dreamer (ask any of my primary school teachers), which might explain why I'm drawn to haiku—they leave space for reverie, I imagine.
Imagine my pleasure at finding haiku tagged on to the power poles while meandering between SFU Woodward's and the visual arts studios at 611 Alexander. It was like finding secret treasure, this guerrilla art* that gave me a way to feel comfortable with being in transit (in life, in Vancouver), becoming a student again.
The haiku are of Vancouver urban and wild-life, with thoughts ranging from prosaic to profound. Here's the tag that reminded me that we are all on our way somewhere, coming from somewhere else :
Isn't this what a choir is? A bunch of different dreamers waiting in line, to be musically—magically!—transported across, to an Other side.
Well here we are, all of us in transit, that rainbow connection; the lovers, the dreamers, and me. Join us?
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*Their maker, John Steil, thinks of his public art project 100 Red Haiku Tags as guerrilla art. He had haiku engraved on red metal dog tags which were then nailed to wooden power poles in the industrial core of East Vancouver, one or two at a time, under the cover of night. It took a few months of Google-sleuthing to find John, who didn't expect to be "caught".
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