I love Keele Station.
The subway platform is beautiful because it is austere. It's got a broad, white, gently arched ceiling that covers the Eastbound platform, two directions of tracks, and the Westbound platform.
Unlike so many other TTC stations, one must climb to reach the subway trains. Because there is fresh air at the end of the bright canal of Keele, there is hope on the outside. It reminds me of proper train stations in London, only without ornate Victorian curlicues and a generous smattering of clocks and yobbos.
Most of the TTC subway stations are, as one would expect, underground, with sickly-coloured grimy tiles and whiffs of dirt and exhaust.
One underground station that distracts the nose by distracting the eye is Museum, with a newly-unveiled interior in keeping with the collection that rests aboveground and which gives the stop its name, the Royal Ontario Museum. The usually utilitarian columns are, here, at Museum stop, larger-than-lifesize replicas of totems of the West Coast Canadian aboriginals, Egyptian homages to gods and monarchs, and Aztec pillars featuring canlendrical references.
Its walls are orangey. Not a gross orange to rival St. Patrick's hospital-ward-green but a subtle orange and buff colour which boldly holds, in standard TTC font (v. sans serif) the huge, three-foot-high title of the station. In the recessed name are hyrogliphics, which makes me want to go to the museum institution of learning above to learn what it says.
My guess is, "stand right, walk left."