18-1-31

I hate iPhones. Second battery on a two year old phone. Sometimes it goes from full charge to zero by noon... Junk. $1000 piece of junk.

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 Self Portrait #37

18-1-27

Snow in the mountains.

18-1-26

I took a picture today. There's also this. I've added her to my list of links to the right. I add someone new every so often. Alina is the latest. She's really good. Really, really good. I'm not posting a photograph today. It's been a while. It needs to happen from time to time to keep myself honest.

18-1-25

Sears Canada.

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Never gets old. Well, maybe not "never," but it's not dead yet.

18-1-21

There was a Sunday special as well.

18-1-20

Every year I cook a turkey for Thanksgiving and Christmas. For two weeks after my only measuring cup has gravy in it. Every year I think I should buy a gravy boat. Today I bought a gravy boat. 22 carat gold decoration. Crafted in England. $2.99 at the Salvation Army. Life is good.

18-1-19

Rainy day shopping in Chinatown in Vancouver.

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This was my first trip to the legendary Ivanhoe in Vancouver. Notorious for being a dive bar of a somewhat sordid type, I felt quite at home there. We had more strangers come up to our table and talk to us than any bar I've been to in Vancouver. It's a lovely little place.

18-1-16

Dive bars, and other things that make me happy. But mostly dive bars make me happy.

18-1-15

Vancouver. Rain.

18-1-14

Natalie lets me know how she feels about me taking her picture. I don't blame her.

18-1-13

Plan C. Or maybe H or so.

18-1-12

Boots. I have half a dozen plus one pairs of these things in various states of not usable. And two or three pairs that I can use. I should throw them out but they are artifacts of moments. I don't know exactly where I wore these boots, but it might have been Europe, or Ontario, or to that show I loved, or, or...

I wore out a pair of shoes in Paris when I was there. Literally, holes in the soles of them. I still wear them when I take my compost out, and I like the poetic of them taking me by Jean Nouvelle buildings, and to Edith Piaf's grave, and through the doors of Notre Dame that have hung since the 1300s or so (construction started in the 1163) (we human beings are good at blowing stuff up, but those huge wooden doors are still there 650+ years later)

Maybe I should write the dates on my shoes, the day I get them and the day they get put up on a high shelf above a locker of tools.

Maybe.

I'm nearly due a new pair. I can't wait to see where they take me.

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Same store front, hours apart. I took the first photo on my way, and the second on my way back.

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 Crows...

18-1-7

That's a half million dollar car.

18-1-6

 The Polygon Gallery designed by Patkau Architects on the North Shore. It's a good place to be on a rainy Sunday.

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As a kid I thought buildings were somewhat permanent. They are so easily scraped off the face of the city now that it feels like they are all made of straw.

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