Archive for the ‘Personal’ Category
Most loyal to the Most Loyals
On Monday the Most Loyals invited me out to shoot some video while they recorded parts of their first full length album. It was an incredibly energizing and inspiring day. There is something about being around enthusiastic, hardworking, talented folk that just makes me feel full.
Clouds like mountains
I’ll climb home.
With you
- And then -
- But finally -
All in a day.
In the absence of paint and going outside
Well, I’ve gone and done it. I’ve injured my ankle and I’m housebound while house-sitting. Thus, anything that I did not have the foresight to bring with me (PAINT!) is out of my reach. I was looking at my old sourcebooks (which I did have the foresight to bring) and they’re so vibrant with colour. They’re messy and reckless and it made me feel a little nostalgic. In the absence of paint to indulge in this nostalgia (because you should always indulge it in winter) I decided to take some stills of my two new books and give them a sentimental tinge all of their own (good ole photoshop!)
Photo thoughts
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I always felt like the new year really started in February because it takes at least a month to pull it together after the holidays. This year I have reserved February as a month of quiet work. It’s going nicely as I sort through all the shots from the fall that were neglected.
These particular photos are of Catherine whose house I happen to be occupying this month.
Home
Somewhere around the time that I started this blog I heard this hip hop poet say “Anything that is not growing is dead.”
The other day Emily and I walked through the streets alongside her house looking for my new home. We talked about the necessity of change and how much of it we have experienced throughout the years. Some of it painful but all of it positive in the end. It was a gentle remembrance that we cannot predict the changes that we need or even will want — and this is a good thing. Recently I gave up the apartment that was my home in favour of an unknown place. Through a bout of homesickness I realized that my almost insane love of Toronto and my old apartment on Dupont is really a love for the people that I have found here and continue to live alongside with. This is cause for celebration and not only fuel for my upcoming project The Loved Ones, but also a newfound appreciation for My Hometown, Your Hometown, Little City, the Royal Family, and all the other projects born out of this love.
I have thousands of photos I want to share with you. Adventures unseen, unprocessed, unshot. On with 2012.
(The photos above: Emily in the snow on an adventure her and Robert took me on when I was sick last year. And the second is an outtake from this shoot.)
A little remembrance
Have you ever woke up one morning and completely felt disconnected from your past work? It happens to me sometimes. I don’t recognize the feelings behind the images I’ve created. I can’t connect to whatever I was trying to evoke. It is as if I am looking at the work of someone I don’t know. This morning person never took photos, and won’t in the future. I sometimes wonder if that is the cost of growth, life experience and maturity. Then something curious happens — it all comes flooding back; the hurt, the love, the suspense, the grace, all the extravagantly rich feelings that previously seemed like a lost coin. The medium of photography becomes new.
Source books are a great way to work through the creative muddle. I look back at these pages from 2007 books and I’m intrigued by how much they meant to me. The crisp process of mixing and matching thoughts and ideas was much more appealing than the finished product. My friend was telling me about some ideas that were keeping her up at night — it seemed so clear to me that she needed an outlet. And then it occurred to me that I should follow my own advice. So this is where I will be, away from the computer and getting my fingers sticky with glue.
