People… Watching.

September 2, 2011

I thought ‘d share a few shots I took at my last inhalation of the Abstract Expressionist New York exhibit on loan from the MOMA (and btw I am ITCHING to go to NYC) @ the Art Gallery of Ontario, here until September 4th. It was my second visit to see that treasure trove of self-expression which I found absolutely swoon-worthy on both occasions. With my camera in tow I decided to snap some shots of the abstractions – since photography is allowed at that particular exhibit – but didn’t see much point in taking shots of the art on their own. Instead, I decided to turn my lens on the people taking it all in. I guess you could say, I was people watching as the people were watching… the art. I enjoyed myself. I’ve been wanting to take more shots of people since it’s something I shy away from. I tend to feel self-conscious about it, as if I’m intruding into their personal space. Even though (or maybe because) pretty much all of these shots were taken behind their backs I have to say, I like the result. I hope you do to.

I just noticed this “gallery” setting and thought I’d give it a try. Click on an image to enlarge it and then the next (etc.) to get a more detailed view. Included are works by Arshile Gorky, Helen Frankenthaler, Clifford Still, Lee Krasner, Joan Mitchell, Jackson Pollack and Mark Rothko. (I’m missing one of the names, dang-it, I’ll get back to you on that one.)



March 5, 2011

When I woke up last Sunday I peered out the window and saw piles of that fluffy stuff clinging to the branches. You would think I’d be over seeing all that snow by now but instead my heart, as opposed to skipping, jogged a few feet ahead, inspiring me to toss back a coffee, grab my cam and pull on my Sorrells as quickly as possible before the snow started melting.

I was trying to capture the trees reflecting in the creek which looked stunning, especially when the sun was out. I am not doing the scene justice.

It was a stunning day on the trail and had been way to long since I last ventured down there. It always (always! ALWAYS!!) lifts my spirits which have been hovering in low terrain these days. Even though my swoop in mood hasn’t felt so great (don’t worry I swing up ever once in a while) I have a pretty good (ugh) feeling I know what’s responsible for it. The trick will be to grab that overbearing catalyst by its root and keep pulling up (up! UP!!!) with as much strength as I can muster. This has got to happen. I hope to write about it sometime soon once I can form a few coherent thoughts about this place I’m in and have a clearer vision of where I’m going.

Ebb and Flow

January 13, 2011

Welcome to Kew Beach

Point of entry.

Ebb and Flow...

Making a splash on a snowy day.

No Life Guard on Duty. Although, some days I could sure use one.

Snow fence #1.

Snow Fence #2. Not quite as steady.

Leuty Lifeguard Stand.

Life ain't always a picnic but it sure can be pretty.

Last Saturday, I woke up to see a grand pile of snow had fallen and decided, right there and then, to head down to (where else?) the beach. From that point forward my day took a turn. Everything I attempted to do failed in someway – even trying to get down to the lake shore. The buses couldn’t make it up the snowy, unplowed hill (really?!) forcing me to trudge my way through the freshly fallen snow toward my destination. Yes, I grumbled to myself for most of the way until I realized, due to the detour, I was entering the beach for an area I hadn’t been before: a rather lovely and secluded area (see the Point of Entry shot above) not far from where I was headed. I decided to take this as a sign as if saying – if I open myself up to it, those road blocks and reroutes in life might lead me to a place I’ve never seen or thought of before. On those days when I drop everything I try to grasp on to (we all have those days, don’t we?) I often wonder what the blaze is going on?

At the end of it, though, I was happy to see at least a few shots turned out from my stroll along the boardwalk. I guess I hadn’t dropped everything but it took me a few days to notice.

Although, at times, it can seem like a strain, I have to admit I prefer to look up.

Last week, during my date-for-one I took myself  to the Evergreen Brickworks. I had a great time strolling the through the paths and laneways with my camera, taking a few shots but deciding, once I got back home, that I need to go back soon in order to practice snapping in low light. It was quite overcast that day but I could still appreciate all the different textures of the place, the access to the outdoors with an area to warm up and (very important) washrooms not on-site. It might seem like a bit of an effort getting there for someone, like me, who doesn’t drive but the FREE shuttle bus service from the Broadview or Davisville subway stations makes using the it’s-too-difficult-to-get-there excuse a bit lame. I was drawn to The Works by an exhibit (which I’m sad to say ended in December 31) presented by no. 9. Four video installations mounted at the end of four long, dark, brick-walled tunnels – a surprisingly perfect venue for these interesting works. One of the many ways I hope to improve my blog this year is to actually check stuff out and let you know about it before it’s too late to see it for yourself. It is stuff like this exhibit you may have missed (sorry… ) and the Brickworks in general (not too late to stop by) that makes my heart beat with excitement over what this city has to offer. Not to say Toronto doesn’t have room for improvement but I’ll hit that topic on another day.

Here are a few more shots (I’ve already posted a couple over the last few of days) of what I saw that day. Kind of dark, I know – but still…

Don’t be afraid to grab your camera, your skates and/or a friend for your very own look-see.

Of course, now, this song has implanted itself in my head. Shake it down, down.

A shot of Dana Claxton's Waterspeek.

My shadow imposed on Dana's plea for fluidity.

So many interesting things to see.


November 28, 2010

As seen along the trail this week.

I hope you had a good one.

Art for art’s sake

November 18, 2010

Click on an image if you would like to enlarge it.

Yesterday, it was actually more like art for my sake.  I sometimes feel a very strong desire to surround myself with some creative energy. So I took myself on a date to the Art Gallery of Ontario to allow myself hang with some hangers. I do find it difficult to stroll around the AGO without dropping my jaw at how beautifully Frank Gehry transformed that building into a work of art. Besides snapping a few of the AGO curves, I spent most of the three hours perusing the Julian Schnabel show hanging on the fifth level of the gallery and the At Work: Hesse, Goodwin, Martin exhibit on the floor below. Lots of interesting stuff to take in but after a couple of hours I like to call it a day. I usually go an hour beyond my mind’s absorption point because I feel as if I might miss something fabulous just around the corner (tell me about it). My mind get a bit gooey after a few hours of art-gazing which can defeat the purpose of rejuvenation. I must plan another rendez-vous avec moi toute suite.

And, speaking of art gazing, before hitting the AGO, I slipped in at the Ontario College of Art and Design to check out what was going on at the Whodunnit? Mystery Art Sale. This is a fund raiser the college does every year. You should check it out, just steer clear of the pieces I’m interested in.

Coruscate and Shine

October 21, 2010

One version of sanity.

I took this shot at Taylor Creek, on Monday. It’s looking pretty mighty there these days. Most days actually.

Word of the day.

Coruscate – \ KOR-uh-skayt \  , verb; 1. To give off or reflect bright beams or flashes of light; to sparkle. 2. To exhibit brilliant, sparkling technique or style.

(As I wrote in response to a Facebook friend’s “status update”, this morning, after he posted this word. By the way, I have the best friends in the world:)

Perhaps I shall try to coruscate today but it is really too early to tell if I’m up for the task.

His response:

Body glitter would help!

I like his way of thinking.


October 14, 2010


Nathan Philips Square, Toronto, during Nuit Blanche


This shot is one of my first attempts at night photography, with my Rebel T1i, without using a flash. It’s a wee but blurry but, in this case, I don’t really mind it.

Word of the day.

Hopscotch \ HOP-skoch \  , verb;  1. To journey quickly and directly from one usually far place to another. noun: 1. A children’s game in which a player tosses or kicks an object into one of several numbered sections of a diagram marked on the ground. verb: 1. To move or pass through something, as a geographical area or a field of endeavor, making many brief stops.

I played hopscotch in the sunshine on my driveway, when I was a child, and afterward I’d lay my back on the cool concrete while unraveling the mysteries in the clouds.

August 31, 2010

The Mighty

The August Break – Day 31

I was too knackered yesterday to make anything more the August Break photo appear. Speaking of which, today is the last day of the month meaning, among other things, this particular photo collective will officially come to a halt in a few hours. Not to worry. I read a couple of comments from the group that showed interest in it continuing. although under a new name, and I hope to jump on that band wagon. I’m also hoping to spend some extra time perusing the photos shared over the last month. I’ve had a few too many rushed days to do anything more than post a my shot but I’d really love to dig in when time permits. I  have seen some amazing shots and I have thoroughly enjoyed sharing my photos with these talented people. It has been quite an inspiring experience. Check it out for yourself.  The August Break.

I’m off from work for the next three days and hope to make the most of it. Bill and I plan to hop into the rented Auto Share car and head head out of the city to beek for awhile on this hot and sunny day and hopefully get into some playful shenanigans while we’re at it.

Picture(s) to follow. (see above)

Allons y!

Word of the day.

Beek. \ BEEK \  verb. 1. To bask or warm in the sunshine or before a fire. 2. (Of wood) to season by exposure to heat.

Word from the day before.

Shenanigan. \ shuh-NAN-i-guhn \ noun. 1. Mischief; prankishness. 2. Remarks intended to deceive; deceit. Often used in the plural.

August 30, 2010

The Beaches, Toronto

The August Break – Day 30