Without reading the plaque, the glass-and-steel pyramid and its glowing nucleus hadn’t seemed superstitious at all.
Yet it did appear like a teepee – one that reminded of the First Nation peoples who are the original occupants of Canada. Perhaps, on the idyllic spot on the bank of St Marys River, souls ascend from the sculpture’s orbital heart as it glows brighter amidst darkening dusk, as per aboriginal beliefs.
The memorial’s inscriptions suggested a different definition to spirits – that of a society on the crossroad of cultures, of a community defying hardship for the greater good of Sault-Ste-Marie. It’s not a commemoration of the dead, but the very collective spirit that tirelessly advocate the welfare of the living.
I’d like to think both meanings ring truth – after all, it’s the sentiments that stand.
Behind the lens
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Just as our ragtag band of bloggers strolled towards the river, hoping to capture sunset shots of Sault-Ste-Marie, I saw it: the lone structure, diminishing under the fading sun, save the illumination of its centrepiece.
Then it hit me: angling the orb to the level of eye – lens, in this case – creates an illusion of the glowing orb disguised as the sinking dusk sun.