Dancing Man Statue

In a park in Toronto, I came across this hardened fellow. Although stone, he had this air of happiness about him; that, although he couldn't show it, he was happy. Not complacent, but happy.

So I dubbed him "Dancing Man."

But perhaps his outward demeanor is mearly hiding his true feeling: he can't escape from his world. He's litterally stuck where he is. And in trying to make the best of it, he poses.

Anyway, from my Niagra Falls and Toronto collection, here's Dancing Man.