TORONTO TYPE

Encountering a bilingual sign is hardly surprising in a diverse city like Toronto. For someone who only speaks one of the languages, however, it can be like watching a subtitled movie. One can be left with the uncomfortable feeling that perhaps the translation isn’t entirely accurate.

I have to admit that here I’m less interested in the sign’s words than in the illustration of the happy bride. I love the hasty brushwork, the sense that this was dashed off in seconds. Her smile verges on a self-satisfied smirk. And check out those blushing cheeks!

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