The Pine-Park interchange was a concrete labyrinth of roads just north of Montreal’s downtown core. In the mid-2000s it was torn down and replaced with a more conventional intersection. As inconvenient as this major construction project was, I don’t think I spoke with a single person who opposed it. The predominant feeling in the city was that a broken, antiquated, urban eyesore was going to be replaced with something more befitting a modern city.
I was as happy as anyone else to see the construction get under way and completed, but there was something that was going to be lost. Over the years, graffiti artists had covered parts of the interchange with a diverse collection of characters. I don’t know any of the people who did the work, how many artists made contributions, when or over how much time they were done, but I always liked catching glimpses of them out the window of the city buses that travelled through the maze.
So early one Sunday morning, before any serious demolition work started, I ventured in on foot to take one last, close look, and capture the strange community of characters, before it was gone for good.