Stop, in the name of Art.
On a cloudy corner in Montreal, tall above the icy slush, unwavering in the cutting wind, a word made me stop.
Not the sign. The word. Though…the purpose was undoubtedly the sign.
Suddenly, it was so clear.
Words matter. Now more than ever.
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E t h e r i e l ~ M u s i n g s 
What a wonderful titbit to post as a blog entry. Thank you for it. I love the way you mix images, short musing and essays on your blog Grace. Know that, whatever you post, I’m reading it. :-)
P.S. I’m singing ‘Stop in the Name of Love’ now. I blame you. Because it’s your fault. ;-)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=t2yLMpGPU8A :)
Awesome, Grace. What a find.
Yet another great find, Grace :)
It took me a minute to understand that the original sign must have said “Arrêt”. Fun fact: French stop signs say “Stop”. Québec’s such a crazy place.
Cool.
Reminds me of a Stop sign I seen in my area.
The added HST, so it read STOP HST.
It could be a bilingual work of art, since its the same word in both languages.
My cousin Arthur, at it again! The egotist. We thought a francophone boarding school would straighten him out, but non.