Boyer Bridge & Buscaglia

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Boyer River Bridge - Fort Vermilion, Alberta 2

Boyer River Bridge – Fort Vermilion, Alberta 2

This edit of the Boyer River bridge connecting La Crete and Fort Vermilion to High Level and points North is one celebrating colour, structure, detail and lines creating perspective. The colourful rendering of the bridge recalls for me many lectures and presentations offered by Leo Buscaglia on Life, Living and Love and perhaps more potently on good teaching which embraces each. In one lecture, the idea of teacher as bridge, comes across fully as he quotes Nikos Kazantzakis, writer of ‘Zorba the Greek,’ on teaching – “Ideal teachers are those who use themselves as bridges over which they invite their students to cross, then having facilitated their crossing, joyfully collapse, encouraging them to create bridges of their own.” The metaphor embedded as anchor, for me years ago, in terms of what teaching is about and teaching’s end state being something that always brings about change; engagement that bridges from the unknown to what is now known and understood is always an entity found in good teaching. Within this metaphor … perhaps extending it … it’s interesting to note that successful bridging often relies on the kind of stance taken in relation to the student – it’s always based on good current understanding of the student in the classroom context and beyond it in their world.

Listening to – David Gray’s ‘Shine’ and ‘My Oh My,’ Jack Johnson’s ‘Rodeo Clowns,’ Angus & Julia Stone’s ‘Big Jet Plane’ and Ray LaMontagne and the Pariah Dogs’ ‘Beg, Steal or Borrow.’

Quote to Inspire – “It is one thing to photograph people. It is another to make others care about them by revealing the core of their humanness.” – Paul Strand

4 thoughts on “Boyer Bridge & Buscaglia

  1. Hopefully you won’t mind my focus on your photo rather than the metaphor 🙂
    I just love a bridge … especially over water … and especially from my motorcycle with the wind in my face! The views are almost always wonderful and provide the ability to see further than we would without the bridge being there.
    Love this bridge and the editing!

    1. Hey there, LB …

      Totally cool to read about your motorcycle (and bridges). I’ve just jumped over to your site and enjoyed photos and found a bridge or two. Curiously, I’ve found a Honda Goldwing in a neighboring community two weekends ago … the weekend I photographed the bridge. $4000 might get me rolling on a motorcycle. It’s probably been thirty years since I was last on a motorcycle down at Sylvan Lake, Alberta managing loose gravel, a weekend that got me water skiing … good, good times.

      Thanks for the stroll (perhaps ride) down memory lane. Take care … 🙂

      1. How fun!! Are you going to buy it (or did you already?). Thanks for looking at so many of my photos! I know I always enjoy viewing yours.

      2. Hey there, LB:

        The imagined possibility of a motorcycle gave way to the more practical venture of a bigger than average holiday with my wife and daughter – Honolulu after a killer winter; so, a motorcycle will need to be a future concern, albeit one that should provide a different awareness of movement, distance and interaction with the environment. I am envious of those of you who enjoy the ride and times of getting on a motorcycle, not only for its freedom, but for its mastery and sense of path/route taken. I’ll have a vicarious go at piloting a motorcycle through your blog … if that’s alright?

        One day … a good future day.

        Stay safe and take care …. 🙂

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