Take a close look at the picture below, and you probably think it is one of those slide show images of Jan Gehl, to show some place in Køpnhågn in the 1960’s as part of a successful place making “parking-lot-becomes-urban-park-you-Canadians-should-walk-more-enjoy-the-winter-stop-whining-about-the-cold-it-is-cold-in-Denmark-too-and-look-we-cycle-year-round” story.
But this picture is not Copenhagen, it is downtown Toronto.
Trip to TO
Just two weeks ago, my wife and I had to go to the GTA as my wife had meetings in Oakville. We took VIA (450 km/$44 one way), the GOtrain (45 km/$9.02 – PrestoCard) and a taxi from Oakville Bronte to the hotel (7 km/$15)
We stayed in the Sandman hotel in Oakville, near Burlington, a highway hotel planted between the Queen Elizabeth Highway, its off ramp, a mall and oil storage tanks.
Indeed, there was nowhere to walk other than to the Denny’s, which serves the most backward breakfast I can image: all the photos on the menu have this light brown shade of toast, hash potatoes, sausages and egg yolks. For some reason we were all charged the 55+ pricing (saving $3) after a lengthy wait. Hmm, all my female friends always tell me I still look 29.
The plan was to stay in Toronto proper, but due to TIFF, the rooms were unaffordable. The hotels we usually stay were up in the $400-$500 range, thank you very much. Hence our stay in Oakville.
I spent the actual day in the GTA with my friend Kelly Roche who picked me up and drove me to Burlington, where we had lunch along Lakeshore and where we bought cookies and cup cakes at the best vegan cookies and dessert place I have ever seen: Kelly’s Bake Shoppe. You wouldn’t know the products are vegan.
And I suspect that is exactly the plan of Kelly and Erinn when they set out with www.kellysxo.com No incense, no home knit ponchos from Peru, no messy shelves with dry beans and tofu and cutesy hand drawn price tags on recycled carton. The chatty young woman in the store “had heard of Ottawa, near Mont Tremblant, because I skied there with my parents” but wasn’t exactly sure where Ottawa is.
At the end of the day, I ended up back in Toronto and spent some time at the renovated Berczy Park. The last time I walked by, it was being dug up but this time I was fortunate as it had just reopened six weeks ago. Had I walked there in the 1970’s I would have crossed a parking lot: that’s right, the photo at the top of this page.
And what a great park it is now. It is really a wonderful public space like you usually see them in 19th century city centres in Europe. Tired trees were pulled up, new paths and a square were created and all street furniture has been replaced.
The big ticket item in the square is a large whimsical cast iron fountain, made in Alabama, decorated with dogs, spitting water into the fountain. The one cat on the edge looks over its shoulder towards two birds sitting on a light post.
Berczy Park as an example
The fountain was fashioned after 19th century European fountains and it matches the older buildings across the street nicely, making the buildings part of the square and making the 0.9 acres (3600 m2) square visually much larger than it actually is.
The Brutalist St Lawrence Centre for the Arts (1970) is mostly carefully kept out of the images of the park.
Desire lines in Berczy Park remained
The designers maintained the desire lines; from above you can clearly see the diagonal lines connecting the corners; no largely ignored 90 degree angles here. Part of the park is paved, part is green space.
A huge bench was built around one of the majestic trees that was saved. Overlooking it all is the trompe-l’œil on the Gooderham flatiron building, painted by Derek Michael Besant when the park first opened in 1980.
Closer to the mural on the east side is a quiet corner with benches, where people catch the evening sun, surrounded by plants and a small statue of which I can’t trace the artist anywhere. It looks somewhat modernist.
I spent more than an hour just admiring the park, watching people going home, residents walking their dogs, people taking naps, reading books, chatting with each other. My description doesn’t do justice to the many social interactions taking place, as they should in a city like Toronto.
So why am I sharing all this with you?
Because totally coincidentally the designer, Claude Cormier from Montreal, will speak this week, Wednesday September 27 at the NCC Urban lab in cooperation with Urban Forum and I think you should not miss this.
For the fun of it: here is an image comparison
Read also my post on cycling in in Toronto. We cycled through the ravines to Scarborough Bluffs.