Sunday, October 21, 2007
Saturday, October 20, 2007
Wednesday, October 17, 2007
Monday, October 15, 2007
Thursday, October 11, 2007
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October 9, 2007
It's probably a little too saturated for even my liking, or not enough because it still has a semblance to a real place, but it's a good picture for me because everything was so washed out in rural Alberta today as I rode my motorcycle through the countryside and yet this image has life.
It's probably a little too saturated for even my liking, or not enough because it still has a semblance to a real place, but it's a good picture for me because everything was so washed out in rural Alberta today as I rode my motorcycle through the countryside and yet this image has life.
Sunday, October 7, 2007
267
October 7, 2007
Again, part of the Home series. It's becoming an interesting subtext. I don't put up all the photos I have for this series, perhaps that will be the next project...
Again, part of the Home series. It's becoming an interesting subtext. I don't put up all the photos I have for this series, perhaps that will be the next project...
Friday, October 5, 2007
265
October 5, 2007
I've been switching back and forth between two cameras and the difference in aspect ratio to me is like a punch in the face. The Nikon is a bit squatter, the Canon a bit taller. It's not much of a difference but it feels huge right now.
I noticed this spot in my neighborhood about three days ago on one of the very few occasions I didn't have a camera on me and I've been itching to get back there. In hindsight it's good that I had to go back because if I had a camera on me the first time it would have been the Canon and I think the squatter ratio (even if slightly) is more suited to this composition. I know, I could crop the taller image, but that's never been what this project is about. I would suggest that less than 2% of what is on here has had any cropping done and I can only think of one image that I've cropped significantly. Other than that they've all been full frame images composed on the spot.
I've been switching back and forth between two cameras and the difference in aspect ratio to me is like a punch in the face. The Nikon is a bit squatter, the Canon a bit taller. It's not much of a difference but it feels huge right now.
I noticed this spot in my neighborhood about three days ago on one of the very few occasions I didn't have a camera on me and I've been itching to get back there. In hindsight it's good that I had to go back because if I had a camera on me the first time it would have been the Canon and I think the squatter ratio (even if slightly) is more suited to this composition. I know, I could crop the taller image, but that's never been what this project is about. I would suggest that less than 2% of what is on here has had any cropping done and I can only think of one image that I've cropped significantly. Other than that they've all been full frame images composed on the spot.
Thursday, October 4, 2007
Tuesday, October 2, 2007
261
October 1, 2007
Fall is here, the light comes in low and sneaks up on you. Everything looks greasy.
Fall is here, the light comes in low and sneaks up on you. Everything looks greasy.
Saturday, September 29, 2007
259
September 29, 2007
I sold my friend a camera today and bought a new one, the one that I've been using for the last few days. The new camera is as close to a rangefinder camera you can buy today, without actually being dumb about it and buying some mediocre semblance of a romantic ideal that Helen Levitt would have thrown out in favour of a Costco point and shoot if she were given the options we have today. The camera I sold and the one I bought were pretty much equals, but I like the new one because it's clumsier though I will probably miss the old one because it's taken at least one entire series of pictures in the palm of my hand while this new one is slightly too big to accomplish the same thing.
My friend and I sat on a patio and ate some food, drank some beer, and took pictures of each other laughing. We were really laughing as honestly as anyone could laugh. Belly laughs, without modesty. And it felt good.
I sold my friend a camera today and bought a new one, the one that I've been using for the last few days. The new camera is as close to a rangefinder camera you can buy today, without actually being dumb about it and buying some mediocre semblance of a romantic ideal that Helen Levitt would have thrown out in favour of a Costco point and shoot if she were given the options we have today. The camera I sold and the one I bought were pretty much equals, but I like the new one because it's clumsier though I will probably miss the old one because it's taken at least one entire series of pictures in the palm of my hand while this new one is slightly too big to accomplish the same thing.
My friend and I sat on a patio and ate some food, drank some beer, and took pictures of each other laughing. We were really laughing as honestly as anyone could laugh. Belly laughs, without modesty. And it felt good.
258
September 28, 2007
If there was any doubt about my affinity for William Eggleston before this day I think I've put it to rest with the third photograph of a tricycle this project has seen. It might not be the last either.
If there was any doubt about my affinity for William Eggleston before this day I think I've put it to rest with the third photograph of a tricycle this project has seen. It might not be the last either.
Thursday, September 27, 2007
Sunday, September 23, 2007
252
September 22, 2007
I couldn't deal with the first pic I posted for this day. I like this one a lot more. It's not that I don't want to post pictures of my daughter. I like this one as it captures the confusion that undoubtedly exists in a one year olds perception of "stuff" on her birthday when her home is invaded by strangers crouching around her and there's boxes full of brightly coloured things wrapped in brightly coloured paper. That's why this image is black and white, to remove the brilliance of the present and to focus on the mind trying to absorb and make sense of it all.
I couldn't deal with the first pic I posted for this day. I like this one a lot more. It's not that I don't want to post pictures of my daughter. I like this one as it captures the confusion that undoubtedly exists in a one year olds perception of "stuff" on her birthday when her home is invaded by strangers crouching around her and there's boxes full of brightly coloured things wrapped in brightly coloured paper. That's why this image is black and white, to remove the brilliance of the present and to focus on the mind trying to absorb and make sense of it all.
Sunday, September 16, 2007
Tuesday, September 11, 2007
Thursday, September 6, 2007
233
September 3, 2007
There's a garbage strike in Vancouver, and the streets are slowly filling with the waste of lives lived. Within that there was this, seen as found, cast aside narratives, like a proud family posing in front of their home, these two pose in front of where they come from.
There's a garbage strike in Vancouver, and the streets are slowly filling with the waste of lives lived. Within that there was this, seen as found, cast aside narratives, like a proud family posing in front of their home, these two pose in front of where they come from.
Saturday, September 1, 2007
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September 1, 2007
Welcome to my new FaceBook portrait. Funny, this is what I came up with the same day I visited Corbusier's apartment where he lived for 30 years and my last day in Paris. Huh...
Welcome to my new FaceBook portrait. Funny, this is what I came up with the same day I visited Corbusier's apartment where he lived for 30 years and my last day in Paris. Huh...
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