Monday, March 31, 2008
Sunday, March 30, 2008
Roll-by
A railway Car Inspector watching a train leave town. Actually, there are two of them. One on each side. Canadian National Railway (a.k.a. The Evil Empire) hates the fact that this has to happen. It is the one thing mandated by the Regulators that they have not weaseled out of.
They watch the trains looking for the defects which they are not permitted the proper time to do while the cars are stationary.
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Saturday, March 29, 2008
Perspective
Perspective allows one to view things in their relative importance. It is a very important part of being a socially conscious person in the ever changing world. Some people see how small changes impact the larger world.
Do I speak drivel?
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Friday, March 28, 2008
Thursday, March 27, 2008
Wednesday, March 26, 2008
Pussy Cats and Sleeping Babies
You can't see them but they are on the other side of the lake.
Shot on Kodachrome film in September, 1975.
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Tuesday, March 25, 2008
March Madness
Yes, March Madness is in full swing. That is the time when you look at the snow wondering when it will finally disappear. Then, as it finally begins to recede, you notice all that nasty dog crap lying about.
March is that time when every little glimmer of sunshine makes the world feel so full of promise, at least until the next cloud bank rolls in.
March is the time when you check to see it you have enough Air Miles to escape this god forsaken land.
March is the time when a young man's fancy turns to thoughts of washing his car.
And down in the U.S., the USAnians think it is about basketball.
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Monday, March 24, 2008
Sunday, March 23, 2008
Saturday, March 22, 2008
Friday, March 21, 2008
Thursday, March 20, 2008
Wednesday, March 19, 2008
Tuesday, March 18, 2008
Another Cowboy
I feel like I have been riding that horse. The head is pounding. The world is spinning. Nausea.
Poor me.
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Monday, March 17, 2008
I Am Now A Believer
I never believed in Sasquatches or Bigfoot (Bigfoot? Bigfeet?) and then I spotted this print. The quality is not that great but is there ever a clear shot of them or their tracks?
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Sunday, March 16, 2008
Saturday, March 15, 2008
Cars are good machines but . . .
can you imagine having a car trained to back up and keep the rope taut?
Small rodeos are so much better than those big commercial shows. You can get much closer.
Shot on Kodachrome 64 with Canon F1.
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Friday, March 14, 2008
Thursday, March 13, 2008
Wednesday, March 12, 2008
Where is the sun?
Sun, sun, sun, here it comes...
Sun, sun, sun, here it comes...
Sun, sun, sun, here it comes...
Sun, sun, sun, here it comes...
Sun, sun, sun, here it comes...
- George Harrison
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Tuesday, March 11, 2008
Monday, March 10, 2008
High Performance
Inner City Boxing is far from the inner city. I guess city sprawl takes a the inner city away one bit at a time.
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Sunday, March 09, 2008
Riding The Leather
Ok, one more Williams Lake Stampede shot. You just know that when the front legs hit the dirt, the back legs are going to kick like hell and that is going to be a tough moment for the cowboy.
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Saturday, March 08, 2008
Friday, March 07, 2008
Bucking - Ilford FP4 - 1977
I know it isn't a great picture but what like is the sheer power of those animals. You can't really understand it until you are close to them.
I would rather have a camera strap wrapped around my wrist than the strap that guy has.
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Thursday, March 06, 2008
Pictorialism
My pictorialist stage in 1975. Pretty crappy. Ilford HP 5 film.
Sometimes I feel like I was born 100 years too late. I should have been forced to pack a huge view camera around on my back.
Of course, if had been born then I would be dead now. No blogging.
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Wednesday, March 05, 2008
The Glow of a Warm Fire
It was a day like any other day. I sat in my office looking at my Private Investigator's license and thought to myself "I always wanted to be a fireman."
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Tuesday, March 04, 2008
A New Beginning
What a negative sign. Why say something is ending when you can say something new is beginning?
Soft edged road begins.
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Monday, March 03, 2008
The Door
I stepped slowly to the stairs. Who knows if they are ready to see the sight that I present. I took another step. Then another. Then . . . fell on my butt.
Oh, well. The door was locked anyway.
Musician Jeff Healey died yesterday.
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Sunday, March 02, 2008
Maple Leaf Gold
I admit it. Pig day went by with no pig shot. Maybe I should just delay it and have it on the Orthodox calendar. Orthodox Pig Day.
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