Standing outside David Robinson's gallery on the 4th floor of the 1000 Parker Street building was a man in a mirror.
1000 Parker is immense and labyrinthine, overflowing with artist studios and workshops. Reflecting on my previous visits there, it was only ever for client meetings in an office at the front, and never into the back. A definite must-visit during the crawl if you can stand a little bit of close-quarters with other art-goers.
Sasamat Creative had a tiny little room in the Mergatroid Building, showing off their neon gas creations that responded to touch thanks to our own conductivity. I got to touch their orange geometric shape and ray gun (shown below). The Georgia Straight profiled them in this year's Culture Crawl issue
I loved visiting the artist work areas converted into galleries for the weekend, seeing the tools, large and small, that people used to make their creations.
The vegetable dumbbells I encountered in 1000 Parker were very odd, and very heavy. Not shown are the photographs next to this by the same artist of buses printed on old maps.
Walking into the Mergatroid Building, who did I run into but Jason Vanderhill and his bust. What a strange sight to see someone looking into their own eyes.
Also at the Mergatroid, we watched as Alain Boullard painted a portait.
After crawling through 1000 Parker and the Mergatroid building, I set about walking the area around Hastings and Clark to play Ingress, coming across a Jimi Hendrix mural and Vespa Motors. Stumbling around Strathcona, I encountered Propellor Design, which garciously let me take photographs of their mountain ranges, matcstick art, and workshop.
Jérémie Laguette welcomed crawlers into his abode, and this sign greeted us at the door.
Here's the scene, from David Robinson's gallery, of the food carts and gatherings in front of 1000 Parker St.
Nick Gregson let us watch as he painted in his drawing of the Vancouver skyline as seen from North Vancouver.
On the Sunday, I went around Victoria Drive and came across the Grandview Cavalry Baptist Church. This sign just outside the tiny entrance beckoned me in to the ceramics studio in the basement.