Someone peering over your shoulder?

I love this place - the Grange (1817, Toronto's oldest brick house), its park (uncharacteristically empty this early in the morning), and the new AGO looming above it...like so many spots in Toronto, the clash or blend (depending on how attentively it's done) of old and new catches the eye (when it doesn't break the heart).

I am struck with how the massive Gehry iteration of the gallery almost dissolves from this angle, in this light. Whether planned or happily accidental, it makes it possible for a fine Georgian neo-classical home to maintain its dignity with the toothpaste staircase oozing out of the building above it, and the art students frolicking irreverently outside the outrageously irreverent OCA across the park.