Wednesday, January 28, 2009
09-1-28
Huh. I didn't take many photographs today as I wasn't all that inspired. I should have been, the light was good, the sun was out, it was a very nice day. But the energy wasn't there. I still managed to stumble upon this garbage can, prehaps the most glamorous garbage can in all of Vancouver, or at the least the most glamorous one I've seen so far. That's it, that's all I got for now.
Tuesday, January 27, 2009
09-1-26
Monday, January 26, 2009
Thursday, January 22, 2009
09-1-20
It's been foggy in Vancouver for the better part of a week. I've tried a number of times to take photographs of the mist but it's not easy. A couple of blocks away from where I live is Trout Lake and I thought it might present the mist in a unique manner suitable for photographing. When I got there at dusk I found crows. Hundreds of crows. A murder of crows. They call this a "roost" which seems obvious really. No one is really quite sure why they do it but crows will congregate by the hundreds, possibly thousands, in a common roost for the night. I had seen them flying over the house a number of times but didn't realize they were stopping just a few blocks from the house until I was there today.
Tuesday, January 20, 2009
09-1-19
Sunday, January 18, 2009
09-1-18
09-1-17
09-1-16
There are moments I wish I had a tripod with me all the time. This is one of them. I like the exposed archeology of the bill board. I also like the remnants at the base of the bill board. I'm not sure the dynamic nature of the environment was captured here. The scale is missing. It seemed more monumental when I was standing there. It seemed permanently temporary. That's an energy that's hard to capture in a photograph.
Friday, January 16, 2009
09-1-15
Thursday, January 15, 2009
09-1-14
With elevation comes prestige in this city. The further up the mountain your home is the better your view and the higher your property taxes. This picture is very far from North or West Vancouver but the houses on the other side of this fence command views of the mountains which probably adds a good percentage to their value. It was the same in Calgary, the houses up on the ridge overlooking the city were worth considerably more than the ones just one road in. I like the subversion of status as represented by the graffiti here and the idea that it's on the backside of the fence so the owners of these houses may very well be oblivious of it. I'm not a fan of graffiti though I recognized there's a lot of skill and artistic ability involved in it's creation but I do like the story this image tells and so here it is.
Monday, January 12, 2009
09-1-12
I'm not one for taking photographs of flowers but these are from bulbs my room mate planted. The bulbs don't get the luxury of soil, instead they perch upon a small handful of smooth rocks and are treated to some water and they grow to be just over a foot tall. They flower white for a couple of weeks and then die away for the year. It's so fleeting.
09-1-10
There should be more "trumpet" in bands. I was told this recently and it's probably true. This guy is in the band Fond of Tigers who played at a somewhat underground venue in Vancouver today. They are really quite good and the location they played which is accessed through a loading dock in the alley of downtown Vancouver, well, it's one of the places that makes this city tolerable. Unfortunately this night ended with the Vancouver Police escorting the patrons outside. A relatively new thing that the Vancouver Police are doing is confiscating the money from these kinds of shows so Fond of Tigers lost a bunch of cash they couldn't really afford to lose. They've just spent three or four days in the studio recording and now they have to pay for the mixing etc. A small show like this makes all the difference in the world to the budget of an indy band. If you're so inclined go to their MySpace page, listen to their music, and if you like it maybe drop them a line and buy a CD. Every little bit helps.
09-1-9
Thursday, January 8, 2009
Monday, January 5, 2009
09-1-4
It was cold tonight. No less that fourteen buses were stranded on Main Street fighting the snow and the ice up the modest climb. It's getting to be two solid weeks of snow. I don't mind it so much but the city grinds to a halt when it snows like this. No one here has snow tires. No one here owns winter boots. The cold and soggy sneakers muddle through the snow and slush, shoulders are hunched, necks stiff and heads afraid to turn as the cold may sneak into and the heat out of tightly zipped jacket necks.
Saturday, January 3, 2009
Thursday, January 1, 2009
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