The international snow sculpture competition was amazing. Both sculptures from around the world and within Canada were amazing and the sculpters worked day and night for their country/ region. In particular, the organisers had put Chilie and Argentina next to each other and they worked furiously by artifical light with chisels and hammers and chainsaws all night. I was convinced that they viewed each other as their only real competition. By contrast, more than 4 days before the competition closed, the US entry had assembled the tusks into a family of lifesize snow elephants and were ready to go home. Unfortunately I don't have a photo of that one to show now but my favorite was still the cello with the ice palace in the background.
Moby Dick coming out of the pages of a giant book was very impressive on technique and creativity and poor old Belgium were doing a nifty abstract number when it collapsed in the process of hollowing out part of it. Which goes to show once it is ruined that it can't be redone.
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I am so jealous! All your photos have cute little white snowflake dots in them! And to hear the snowflakes look like actual snowflakes (sorry, I just realised that sounds so dumb!).... I think I am going to cry. If I book a plane ticket will you meet me at the airport..... :-)
xx
Sunshine :-)
Of course I will pick you and Mike up from the airport (will hijack a snowmobile for the job). Tonight I went skating on a frozen lake with some wonderful Ottawa Christian people I have been put in contact with. More on that later...
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