Parc des Faubourgs. I painted this from the steps of the Latin American Church across the street (rue Ontario). That’s my bike on the right.
Square Viger. Called “Square” in both English and French (not “Carré”) This is an odd little place, full of sculpture, but which has a bed reputation, because it’s isolated and walled in. The city keeps threatening to do something with it. The little men in orange are construction workers passing through.
It’s always interesting doing these drawings because you sit quietly in a place for a little while. Things happen and pass by that you wouldn’t notice, even on foot.