December 3rd, 2016 — I’ve photographed this house often over the past 30 years. There’s something about the vertical fence and the horizontal siding that attracts my eye at certain times of the day. Soon, within weeks, it will be gone, demolished to make way for a new house. Luckily the builder recognized the value of the leaded glass windows and has removed them before the bulldozer arrives. There is a lot of dispair about old houses in Dunbar being torn down and replaced with modern characterless homes but to steal from William S. Burroughs, “You were not there for the beginning. You will not be there for the end. Your knowledge of what is going on can only be superficial and relative”. The city is always being built and rebuilt and always will.
December 3rd, 2016 — There is a rule in photography that if it works, if it looks good, it was done on purpose. To suggest that for instance I, a professional photographer, in the dark of night without my glasses, could mistakenly turn the shutter speed to “T” thinking I was turning exposure compensation to -3 and then point the camera up, down, and all around while the shutter was open trying see what the hell I’d done to the settings preventing the camera shutting off is not something to be implied as it would destroy the myth of infallibility properly accorded the, ahem, professional photographer. Robson Square ice rink as it was supposed to look.
November 20th, 2016 — Main and Hastings Street about 5pm. It all seems so quiet but this picture doesn’t tell the story very well. Those two ambulance in front of the Carnegie Centre are accompanied by another two in front of the Balmoral Hotel a half block away. All arrived within 15 minutes of each other, sirens screaming, along with two fire trucks. Six emergency vehicles within the space of 15 minutes, to one location, overdose’s probably, fentanyl probably.
November 20th, 2016 — It has two flat tires and no chain and judging by the state of the cables the brakes don’t work but on Main Street by Terminal Avenue nothing is safe so it’s locked all the same.
November 18th, 2016 — He played on the upper deck of the Queen of Coquitlam all the way from Nanaimo to Horseshoe Bay on today’s 3pm sailing. He’s not Joshua Bell but he is very good. No one who went up onto the windy cold deck didn’t stop and listen for at least a little while. I didn’t get a chance to ask who, what, why, but the story I like to imagine is that he was returning from Gabriola Island having just bought a new bow from ex Edmonton Journal photographer now bow maker extraordinaire Mike Vann and couldn’t wait to try it out on his way home.