I see faces #19

This brake (of the metal-bending, not car-stopping, variety) wags its tongue at visitors to the metal shop.

This brake (of the metal-bending, not car-stopping, variety) wags its tongue at visitors to the metal shop.

The spill on this pedestrian bridge may have started out accidentally, but I’m sure it didn’t finish up that way.

This old-time phone in the Jasper-Yellowhead Museum was shocked when told how far its lineage has progressed.

My Tilley Hat looks out on the world disapprovingly.
At Doors Open last month, Risa lost me in a crowd at the TTC’s Greenwood Shop. She told me later that I blended into a large sub-species that all but dominated the location that day: middle-aged men wearing Tilley Hats and carrying cameras. And we’re damned proud of it, too.

The front of this LED flashlight is supposed to look like a menacing alien. The back, in what is perhaps a less deliberate design, looks an awful lot like someone being menaced by an alien.

Maybe I’ve been watching too many movies lately, but I swear that my well-worn bike seat is beginning to resemble something you’d find hitching a ride on the Nostromo.

This figure emerges from the lower part of a dead tree inside the hyena enclosure at the Toronto Zoo. From my vantage point, it was impossible to tell for certain whether the figure—or the entire tree, for that matter—was natural or artificial. The resemblance to the nearby residents was so striking that I have to think it was constructed as something of a visual joke. If it’s a natural formation, it’s a remarkable coincidence.

This TTC schedule board (the same one that was put to different use on Torontoist yesterday) smiles at me every morning when I cycle past on my way to the office. Everyone else along the way looks pretty grumpy.
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