The Winter Garden

By Stan Byrne “Oh, I like that guy! He’s been there for a while,” says Kassa as he points to a plastic lizard puppet-head with a golf ball shoved in its mouth. It’s freezing rain in mid-January and the temperature is hovering around negative 10 degrees. The camera I am using is dripping wet and I can see ice forming on the lens. Kassa, an installation artist living in south Riverdale, is gloveless and bouncing around his front yard showing me his handiwork. His enthusiasm for his art is so uplifting, I almost forget how cold and wet we are becoming. Almost. [...]