Friday, November 30, 2007
Thursday, November 29, 2007
Damsel
How can you look at ice floes flowing down a river and not think of Lillian Gish?
Okay, maybe you don't remember the movie Way Down East with delicate damsel in distress, fainting on an ice floe as it moved down the river with her hand trailing in the frigid water. Delicate, my sweet patootie. There were no stunt people replacing the star. No trick photography and computer generated graphics.
As IMDB says " The scenes on the ice flows were not only very dangerous to film, but for at least for Lillian Gish, they had lasting ill effects. Until the day she died, her right hand was somewhat impaired, due to the extended filming where her hand was in the icy water."
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Wednesday, November 28, 2007
Tuesday, November 27, 2007
Missed it by that much.
Went for a short walk this afternoon. I wanted to get so snowy hill pictures but . . . I missed the sun by moments. I could see it then by the time I got to where I was going it had slumped behind the hill.
Tomorrow.
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Monday, November 26, 2007
Sunday, November 25, 2007
2121
I know, I know. I have nothing to complain about. My desktop computer has decided that it no longer wants to compute. The mother-board has decided that motherhood is no longer for it. It refuses to participate in any further action.
The thing is, I have a notebook computer. Two computers for one person? Yeah, a bit excessive but I like this notebook to travel and like the desktop to work. Now I have to work on this.
Poor me.
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Saturday, November 24, 2007
Friday, November 23, 2007
Thursday, November 22, 2007
Wednesday, November 21, 2007
Undeveloped Twin
It was not just the interesting bands in the bark that attracted me to this tree, it is the fact that it is two trees. One within the other. The larger has enveloped and smothered the smaller.
The smaller is no longer alive.
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Tuesday, November 20, 2007
Dedicated to Phil
After reading Lynne's Somewhat Invented Life and the story of the Chair Fairy, I thought I would slip this old shot in here.
Phil might have a mate to this chair in his garage.
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Monday, November 19, 2007
Sunday, November 18, 2007
Saturday, November 17, 2007
Sweet Enveloping Fog
Don't you just love walking in the mist? That innocuous mist that shrouds the world.
Wait a minute. There is no such thing as innocuous mist in this town. Au contraire, mes amis. It is quite nocuous and noxious. Baleful and baneful. Deleterious and detrimental to life. It is perniciously antipnea.
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Friday, November 16, 2007
BINGO!!
What is wrong with people? I mean seriously. Do we have some sort of predisposition to soil our homes?
It doesn't seem to matter where you walk, there is crap. And the most bizarre crap. I mean, how does some one get out into the middle nowhere and suddenly run out of ink in the old Bingo Marker. Was there some mid-forest Bingo game underway with fabulous prizes?
Maybe there is a herd of feral Bingo players on the loose playing for old cigarette butts because all Bingo players seem to smoke.
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Thursday, November 15, 2007
Wednesday, November 14, 2007
Did you guess? Hand Held Shot.
Did you ever get the feeling that you are in the middle of an earthquake but no-one else seems to notice?
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Tuesday, November 13, 2007
Games
I always felt like I was the most inept kid in the world, when I was young. fortunately that is behind me. I have matured into an inept adult.
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Monday, November 12, 2007
Sunday, November 11, 2007
11th Hour
I went to the Armistice Day or Remembrance Day ceremony today.
It was bitterly cold. The wind just cut right through.
It is cold, I thought to myself. But as least I am not freezing in a trench knee-deep in mud and blood and gore and shit and piss and puke.
And tears.
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Saturday, November 10, 2007
After the Storm
This is a photograph that I shot because I couldn't get 'the other one.' I was going to shoot a beautifully decrepit (not unlike myself. Well, the decrepit part. No beauty here) building. I wanted a shot of the rusted door knob but the rain was pelting down.
I left and the rain stopped. I shot this and will return to 'the other one' later
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Friday, November 09, 2007
Books & Company
This thought began with our resource-based economy in Prince George. I was thinking about stores that come and go. Our resource-based economy is in a spot of bother right now because the soaring Loonie (that is a Canadian Dollar to you un-Canadians) has risen in value over the past year, especially against the United Statesian Dollar.
At one time the Loonie was worth in 65 cent to 75 cent range of United Statesian money and now a Loonie will get you $1.10 United Statesian money. And it continues to rise.
Businesses are failing because United Statesian people can't afford to import our goods.
How does a small business like Books & Company continue to flourish? By giving people service. You go there and are treated like family. The book store includes Cafe Voltaire where you can look at books and have a spot of lunch.
The owner also gives an incredibly to the community. A great supporter of the arts.
I don't think he gives for the monetary gain that he will receive from grateful citizens. He just gives.
Never see Costco or Walmart do that.
I have rambled enough.
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Thursday, November 08, 2007
Legging It
I was out for a stroll and saw this little guy doing the same thing. Most of the snow here has melted away but this guy found a little that remained. He is just lacking a toboggan.
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Wednesday, November 07, 2007
My Baby
November 8th at 9:37 a.m., Ben will be 27 years old.
It is always so nice to look back and see him with his Burt and Ernie slippers, thumb in his mouth, and reading a book.
He has read more than should be humanly possible.
Happy Birthday, Ben. I love you.
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Tuesday, November 06, 2007
Monday, November 05, 2007
Nude 2
One final Nude in Snow before I move onto other things. The streaks are wet snow flakes plummeting to the earth.
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Sunday, November 04, 2007
Nude
I was going to do a nude self portrait laying in the snow but saw these rose petals and thought they would be a better subject.
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Saturday, November 03, 2007
Friday, November 02, 2007
Blooming Snow
Snow fell from the sky today. The roads are very slippery. Sirens abound. Car accidents.
On the upside, I got to get on my hands and knees and shoot this bit of pink.
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