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The Art Gallery of Ontario Through a Child's Eyes



On Saturday I took my granddaughter for her first visit to the Art Gallery of Ontario. First things first, we had to climb onto the inviting Henry Moore sculpture near the entrance!  My granddaughter brought her own camera and I thought it was fun to see the AGO through her eyes. Other than this first photo and the one of her in front of the Chagall sign (way down below), the rest of the photos were hers.


Designed by Frank Gehry, the building is an exciting one for children of all ages.  It took us perhaps one-half hour to get past the front lobby,  where she delightfully scampered up and down the ribbon-like wheelchair ramp.  Then on to the winding staircase that actually goes outside the building for a few twists and turns.


From up on top of this twisty staircase, when I lifted her up, she could see a panorama view of Toronto. 


The staircase, like the wheelchair ramp, was incredibly exciting and we could have spent the rest of the day right here, running up and down, if only my legs could do it!

Then onto the Galeria Italia and where you feel you're in the hold of a glass ship, with enormous trees growing out of it.  


This sculpture was created by Italian artist Giuseppe Penone and will only be in the Galeria Italia until January 2012.  We were glad to have seen it.


Now on to the Chagall exhibit:


We stayed there maybe 10 or 15 minutes, walking steadily through the exhibit, stopping only to look at the last two very large and colourful paintings.  Then on to the really important thing: lunch.

                                     


 And a stop to buy a little souvenir of the day:



Then home on the GO train where we found a ladybug crawling near our seat on the train. 




What a fun day!

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  1. A really a fun post!!I especially like that it is illustrated by your granddaughter. She will always remember this day.

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  2. aren't grandchildren the "icing on the cake?" We work hard bringing up their parents and they reward us with "them.".....

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  3. What a delight to be a Grandmother. When her mother showed her this post, and she saw her own photos here, she said, "I like it. It's awesome, awesome, awesome....+awesome".

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