russian pepsi c.1990

keri curling at ceili’s cottage

outtake:

early morning amble to the studio

one reason why I love my Olympus

cool function on my point and shoot– super macro with a little beam of light

a mystery box of records reveals a sweet sweet find

day and night at mildreds temple kitchen

glorious lighting either way. my new favorite room in toronto.

mildred’s temple kitchen

a tasty mess

Corktown Condos: distraught nannies welcome

Another snap from  local condo posterboards lining king street east.

I hope she doesn’t dangle that little guy over the edge like a pop superstar

Corktown Condos: completion date spring 2070

a couple of snaps of the posterboards surrounding the future home of the Corktown Condominiums– where apparently, humans and avatars will co-exist in peaceful harmony

cityhall exploding into 2010

more Holga Holidays!

Welcome to the Holga Holidays!

I’ll be posting photos I’ve dug out of my archives (1999-2003) throughout the holiday season.

A Holga is a plastic toy camera that takes 2 1/4 roll film and was a basic as you could get– essentially a glorified pinhole camera with a hotshoe mount.

I had a bunch of the original models that I ordered from California and modified myself. Eventually it found it’s way into the mainstream and the cameras you can now buy at Urban Outfitters have perks like bulb settings or even (gasp!) a glass lens.

I became addicted in the late nineties and was rarely without one for a few years after that. I loved the large negative, the vignetted corners, the focus fall off and that it weighed just as much as a potato. If I avoided modern items like water bottles and logos, the crappiness gave my photos a timeless feel I really admired too– of course, they’re so obviously Holga photos that this in itself places them within a certain time frame.

I hope you enjoy!

Happy Holidays!

Holga Holidays

film from the past

I’ve been digging through old cd’s of scans and thought it might be nice to share some of my forgotten photos with you over the holiday season.

Start off here with two 35mm frames from an olympus point&shoot contact sheet (these are circa 2001) I scanned for some reason.

Jeesh. Even my crap photos look good on film.

the supers’ very excellent hair

brontosaurus gets his holiday hat

keri driving a bowl home

40 years of clay on a cupboard knob

polka dotted slush

found ice. must break

awesome.

it looks unhealthy but isn’t!

amazing how direct flash can make something so good for you look so-oooooo unhealthy

my friday night dinner was:

one russet potato cut into strips

soak in water for 10 minutes to remove some of the starch

dry, then lightly toss in olive oil for flavour and so that a light sprinkle of salt sticks

bake on a parchment-lined baking sheet so they brown but don’t stick to the pan

fry one egg in a wee dab of butter and baste

(baste = when whites are mostly cooked, toss teaspoon of water into frypan and cover- the steam cooks the top)

Eat.

wondering what my new doo looked like?

it has been awhile since the big haircut. here it is in all it’s triangular glory

its herb’s 90th birthday today!

november isn’t so bad

dundas&yonge interesting? must be the shoes

now i feel like watching manhattan

outtake: jumping

it was the smash- it was the monitor smash

unhappy and expensive hallowe’en. tipped over my monitor while fishing around behind it and it landed on the keyboard and broke

signs

yes- i love a cuppa stolen tea myself now and then

what is it about sherborne subway station that makes one want to spit?