My brother got home from Europe today: Barcelona via a three day stopover in New York, USA. He has been gone a little over a year, and when I picked him up from the airport one of the first things he said as we were driving around was that Canada just can’t compare to Europe. I asked him what he meant and he pointed to Richmond City Hall as we drove past. He mentioned that, for example, the Barcelona City Hall building would have been around for at least a few houndred years, and sits as a glorious feat of architecture that tourist flock to from all over the world. “You just can’t compare.” I hardly noticed I had been passing the Richmond City Hall.
It is one of my wishes that throughout my ongoing European study of architecture and street art that we can share and learn about what history really means. That it’s not just a dusty text book taking up space, it’s carved in stone with expert hands hardened long before the age of the machine.