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Snappy snappings

Leaving home one day during May, I walked out the door to this scene.

The rider is sitting on the curb, quite lucky to be okay.

Tenant played music for me, which I liked.

Here we were, waiting to cross the street.

I can’t remember where we were headed though. Probably the liquor store.

We celebrated Dave’s birthday by Trout Lake on a nice evening.

That car had some shit on it.

Eating the frosty at the park.

Playing the banjo by the sunset.

Hopefully that series made a lot of sense to you.

Here we are heading out to visit with the family, my sister incorporated some of the makeup tips my father had offered.

Apparently I thought it was important to do that.

Here’s that.

Here’s a birdie.

Here’s… that.

Here’s the garage, with a variety of scenery.

He missed.

I thought grandpa was waiting to tell me something but I made the photo and then he walked away. My sister and I consulted to determine that he meant to offer me a beer.

These kind of things happen when you have a computer camera in your hands.

Sorry, you’re not allowed to do that.

The reason for our visit.

Later I met up with an old friend.

We’re going back home here, even though it looks like we’re going the same direction we were going before.

Well, I guess I just sent that all to the internet. Oops.

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The Beginning and the End

On May 18, 2010, ISIS announced that their time as a band was coming to an end, stating that they had done everything they wanted to do and said everything they wanted to say. And yes, they would complete their current tour. With a number of dates throughout North America remaining, this gave the band and fans alike the unique experience of knowing that they would be taking part in the last ISIS show ever in each town and venue along the way. On May 31, 2010 ISIS packed the Rickshaw Theater in Vancouver. I was there.

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That’s WEIRD, you guys!

This entry features 112 jpeg containers. With this scope in mind I feel responsible for introducing what you are about to experience but I find myself without words. It is a perpetuating comedy, then. I photograph for many reasons but one of them is the excellence it represents in the conundrum of self-expression, reflection and reciprocation. Where I stumble, photography grounds me. And, by the way, I love yours too. I think other bloggers should comment so that I can follow the links back to your internet venues. Now, then.

There is a film named Kodak HD 400. I shot a roll of it in my Nickelodeon Photoblaster.

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Interestingly enough, the results from this expired roll that has been in my fridge (a number of fridges, really) for years are rather delicious.

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Brother Entropy surprised us all in Vancouver with the weather throughout September but in October it began to rain at last. Quite convincingly I might add.

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This cat convinced a number of individuals that being in a salad bowl on the floor really is not so bad.

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Limits tested, but not met.

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Quite content to be back on the floor again. I guess it is really nice to have a camera around for these situations.

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Add another point in my decisive moment column.

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I love that the film recorded the nature of the sky to some degree, polluted by the light of the city landscape.

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I missed several cute/intimate moments between these two but I still wanted them anyway so I had to take them.

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We were all in attendance to see a guy in a place.

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Pretty sure that was 1/2.

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Apparently that is what I looked like, proudly demonstrating my Nickelodeon Photoblaster back from the shop in tip-top shape.

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Discovering mirrors is a bit of a strength, I would say.

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Guy outside of a place.

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Hm, and snapping to finish the roll off the next day. That place burned down on November 12th. That place where I spent so many days, taking oh, okay, maybe one more cup of coffee. Where the food always hit the spot. Where I truly loved the staff. Where.. I don’t know where to go any more.

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Good thing, then, that we went inside that day. I guess this was the second to last time I was there. Kodak Tri-X.

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I am going to weave in a roll of NPZ here and there and intend that I am slotting it in pseudo-chronologically. Again, different cameras and simultaneous rolls, so who really knows.

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Kidnap Kids at Goonies.

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Nadja at the Rickshaw.

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They were great.

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lol

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I failed exposing that one, oops, was in a hurried commute. It is almost what I was going for though, to be fair.

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That was Mono at the Biltmore, October 6. I only made that one shot on film. Actually, maybe I should include a few of the digital frames I made there…

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Here’s Beard wondering if he’ll regret that face. Though he was happy to send me off with the 5d.

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So Randy and I hopped in a cab.

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The stage was set when we arrived.

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The show was sensational, profoundly sensational.

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To celebrate we visited 7-11.

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On October 9th, 2009 the Centaur upper stage of the Lunar Crater Observation and Sensing Satellite impacted the crater Cabeus near the south pole of the Moon at a velocity of 10,000 km/h. I made a photograph for posterity.

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We talked about something cool. Can’t remember what it was. Good story, right?

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Quaint. It is always good to get involved with the community in pro-active ways.

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Or to just sit and study.

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Or sit and sip, discuss.

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I am a little rusty.

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So, something else that happened in October was my 10 year high school reunion, yep.

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Eventually the photographers of the class converged a bit. Everybody loves to handle the Nickelodeon Photoblaster.

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It was a weird event. Oh, no, not the reunion. Just the fact that someone almost managed to pull focus here.

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That hat fell from the balcony above where a wedding reception was taking place. The hat was being used as a prop for photographs, unfortunately I ended up wearing it for a while before realizing what it looked like on me. Fortunately, it was legal for us all to drink this time we got together, and drinking definitely did occur.

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I played with the photographer above who had by that time realized I was in possession of her hat. I was working my way up the stairs to deliver it back to her when I was intercepted by a friendly dude, the brother of the groom perhaps, who had come to retrieve the hat. I didn’t get any farther than that, which I regretted. I wanted to say thanks for playing with me.

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Then it was time to celebrate a birthday.

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And have a bit of a jam. I think Weston is going to be the family drummer.

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That composition grows on me every time, more than last time. ;]

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We drove to the supermarket. Careful not to get a parking ticket.

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A portrait of a person; a portrait of quality time.

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Completing the circle of life, queuing to pay. On the internet, at the cashier, on the internet.

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Hallowe’en was approaching, and the last day at my old apartment. Still I had not found a new place to live.

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Our Town had become a fairly regular spot to regroup.

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And the packing was underway. I was fortunate to have amazing help from amazing friends. And a place to live was found.

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As my apartment emptied I paused to make one last image in that place.

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I moved on October 31st. The weather was incredible, as was the help I received. Hi, mom.

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Later we returned to Command HQ and launched Operation: Destroy Brain Cells.

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Other things also happened that night, as they usually do.

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Although I dawned the horse to this party, the hot dog guy found an appreciation for my style. We traded hats and I wore his zombie Barack Obama mask which worked out nicely because I was dressed formally and it was possible to shoot through the eye holes in the Obama mask, unlike through the horses mouth.

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Salacious!

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November 1st deserved going out for breakfast.

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R.I.P. Idle Thumbs <3 (that was being out for breakfast another day in fact). I was boycotting the price of razors for a bit. :/

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We are at the Elbow Room.

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The painting walls occurred. The consumption of Stiegl occured, occurs yet.

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Leica eyes. You know’em or you don’t.

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You’d think I might be near Our Town again.

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Might be right…

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It is happening on all sides of me.

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Oh, this is unique. I brought to a show a flash device for my camera, then I used it.

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I am impressed you’ve got this far, honestly.

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But do not worry, we are almost there.

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hemingway

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OK.

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I think we’re good.

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Days Away

Good morning. I’m going to blog a bit now while I have a chance. There’s a good pile of boxes to my right. The shelf is empty and the closets are following close behind. Of course some of those boxes I didn’t have to pack because they were already waiting there like they’ve been the last 2 years or more. I don’t quite know what the feeling is to witness these piles of hundreds of 8x10s most of which not even grant me pride. Nonetheless, when I reach my new home I plan to pull them out and get them on to the walls for once. Perhaps I will see many of them in a new light.

But for now, more fancy colours.

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I found this roll from 2007 somewhere inside a tube. It had never been cut. So I’m rewinding a bit to once again revisit moments that occurred when I first moved to Main street a couple days before I move again.

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This circumstance will be familiar to some.

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My buddy Maarten was in town to work with us for the summer. I was happy to see him again and still wish I made more time to spend together.

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This is a series of JJ attempting to play Forza Motorsports.

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He’s not getting much positive encouragement though.

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Because somebody wants some candy, and somebody wants it really bad.

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Desperate times…

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Sometimes there’s nothing left to do but to move in for the kiss.

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I got a kiss that night too but I did make $5 for it.

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These things happen on the bus late at night.

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Never met them before or again.

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We’re waiting for the b-line.

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That dinner felt like a parody.

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All of this has happened before and all of this will happen again.

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We’re getting some air outside. It is the second last Fake Jazz Wednesday at the Cobalt.

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This week and the next, people were taking tiles or any piece that would remove as souvenirs before the end of The Cobalt. I just took some photographs.

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In the ladies room the art was more ambitious.

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Hello.

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That was a random angry human yelling at me like many others have done. Their finger is sore and yes that’s a cigarette.

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Hello.

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Hello.

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Man, I really wanted that shirt. I had trouble taking no for an answer. I’m sorry I was so persistent.

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I really don’t remember much of that night but I did leave my phone on a bench near where we’re standing right there. There was a nice guy delivering papers early in the morning who found it and when I realized I’d lost it I got in contact with him and he drove up to me at the 7-11 payphone within 2 minutes. He leaned across and handed me my phone through the passenger window of his Honda Civic. His car smelled like a cigar and he had a nice moustache. He told me his karma must be doing good this week because he just found a wallet full of money the day before that he was able to return. I told him I didn’t know how to thank him but I gave him $20 which was all I had on me. He smiled and decided he’d take his wife out for breakfast. That would make me very happy I said. Later when I was looking at my call history I noticed he tried to call ‘Mom’ at 6am thinking that was a good person for him to call! Sorry, Mom! Haha.

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Our Town = Our town.

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Sitting by the window with coffee and a book.

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So for Craig’s surprise birthday party the theme was being old. Everyone dressed up like we were triple our age. Well most of us did.

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Naturally I brought the horse for some reason.

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I wanted a photograph of her for years before this moment arrived.

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Newlyweds Jon and Randie gave me a couch to sleep on that night after I had trouble getting home. In the morning Jon made me coffee and toast and we played video games. All the good ones are taken!!!!!

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Fraction of a second too late.

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Maybe that’s what the end of times will look like.

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And then I discovered the Vancouver Ukelele Circle which gathers every month at Our Town Cafe.

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They are led by this man.

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He seems to take his role very seriously.

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That night there happened to be a film crew from Japan visiting.

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He’s no relation to the crew but seemed very interested to tag along either way. Just like me.

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I thought their camera guy ruled actually.

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A week later I was at the Cobalt again for the final Fake Jazz Wednesday and the final show ever at the Cobalt. Yeah that’s a paint brush.

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I actually loved their set but didn’t learn their name.

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Next was Anha.

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Goodbye Cobalt. I hardly knew you.

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This entry really was about the end of things and the passing of time. Good bye East 14th Avenue. I already know that it will be difficult to remember you fondly and that’s an injustice because you were the best place I’ve ever lived.

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