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.)

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Reflection

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.

Trailin’…

November 28, 2010

As seen along the trail this week.

I hope you had a good one.

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.

Cloudy

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.

Twenty-Nine

August 29, 2010

Hanging out at Buster Fest at St. Lawrence Market

The August Break – Day 29

I missed the 28th of The August Break but I’m going to blame it in the TTC. Rule number one – always blame someone (or something) else for your tardiness (especially an institution that can, at times, really pissing you off). I’m not going to get into that right now but I will say pretty much every route I needed to travel on yesterday had a problem leaving way behind schedule and to jammed up to post.

I did manage to finally venture over to The St. Lawrence Market, a Saturday ritual and site of Busker Fest, an event to support epilepsy, on for one more day. Today. So head on down if you can to check out the sights and drop a loon or two (or what have you) into the bin to support yet another worthy cause. There are so many out there.

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Now, down to business:

Word of the day.

Kith . \ KITH \ noun 1. Acquaintances, friends, neighbors, or the like; persons living in the same general locality and forming a more or less cohesive group.

In my old neighborhood we were a very tight kith, always looking out for each other.

(and if you don’t like that rather lame attempt at sentence construction you can kith my ath. hahha… ?)

And from the day before (a.k.a. yesterday):

Couchant – \ KOU-chuhnt \ adj.  1. Lying down; crouching; reclining. 2. Heraldry . (Of an animal) represented as lying on its stomach with its hind legs and forelegs pointed forward.

I found myself, couchant and speaking softly to the little one in tears, who had lost his way home.

List 29 –  Twenety-Nine Songs I Dig From a Very Long List in No Particular Order:

  1. Hombre, M.I.A.
  2. Don’t Test/Wu Stallion,  Suga Bang Bang
  3. Don’t You Worry ‘Bout A Thing, Stevie Wonder
  4. Song For Sharon, Joni Mitchell
  5. Me an Arrow, Bob Wiseman
  6. Freedom, Richie Havens
  7. Aquarium, Moasic
  8. The Viper’s Drag, from the Original Broadway Cast Recording
  9. Cowboys, Portishead
  10. Do Something, Macy Gray
  11. That Ain’t Right, Original Broadway Cast
  12. Is This Desire?,  PJ Harvey
  13. Let The Wind Carry Me, Joni Mitchell
  14. My Mom, Chocolate Genius
  15. Trouble Sleep Yanga Wake Am, Taj Mahal, Baaba Maal
  16. I’m On My Way, Mahalia Jackson
  17. Little Red Corvette, Prince
  18. Give It Up , Public Enemy
  19. Strawberry Letter 23, The Brothers Johnson
  20. Gloria, from the Shine soundtrack
  21. Cold Blue Steel And Sweet Fire, Joni Mittchell
  22. Nulla In Mundo Pax Sincera, Vivaldi (from the Shine soundtrack)
  23. Heaven on Their Minds, Carl Anderson singing on Jesus Christ Superstar soundtrack
  24. To Cry About, Mary Margaret O’Hara
  25. I Want To Be The Boy, The White Stripes
  26. Find My Baby, Moby
  27. Freddie Freeloader, Miles Davis
  28. Matte Kudasi, King Crimson
  29. Stabat Mater, Vivaldi as sung by Michael Chance. I get chills just thinking about it. I will admit to you that until this very moment I thought it was a woman’s voice. This man sounds exquisite.

August 25, 2010

The August Break - Day 24

Boats in waiting at Harbourfront.

The August Break - Day 25

Reflecting on Front St.

28) Summer Fun

August 21, 2010

Breaking down the barriers

The August Break – Day 21

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I’m sitting at my desk this morning with a light sweater pulled over my shoulders. Huh? I know we have a few more weeks before the leaves start to fall but this wee nip in the air feels reminiscent of… fall? I’m thinking this familiar sensation has arriving a bit too soon. Jeanine C over @ wonderings & wanderings seems to agree and is having a mini freak out of her own over this mid-August reminder that our summery days are numbered. She poses this question in her latest post – What are some of the fun things on your list of to do’s this summer?

Well, here is my response.

List 28 – Summer to do’s in four weeks or less. Yikes!

  • Sit in my backyard with a stack of magazines; the breeze and the birds as my soundtrack. Glass of wine or tall glass of lemon infused Appolinaris mineral water – depending on the time of day – on hand.
  • Finish (or should I say, start?) draft three of “the writing project”. This may not sound like oodles of fun but that feeling of a large boulder sucked out of my head, I’m sure, leave me feeling soooo much more buoyant allowing me to float above the gigantic barrier preventing me from moving forward. Ah…
  • Sit on the patio at Rooster Coffee House, on Broadview Ave, opposite Riverdale Park to check out their macchiato and take in the awesome view. I’ve never been to this café before but it looks so inviting.
  • Finish working on my backyard.
  • Spend a few days outside of the city in some cozy, well-stocked chalet.
  • Swim in a crisp and clean lake on a hot day (or two).
  • Get to the pool (how many times can I mention this?) and pick up my swimming routine while it’s nice out. I prefer to go swimming in the morning and it picking up a routine that much more difficult when the sun doesn’t rise until 8pm.
  • Drive out of the city to star-gaze.
  • Shoot some photos in a place or two I’ve never been before – preferably out of the town.
  • Go on a date (or two) with my Penatx ME Super and snap off all of the left over film I have (which must have expired years ago).
  • Go on a bike ride (or two). Update: since I started compiling this list, yesterday morning, I went for my first (and rather long and hill-ish but very satisfying)  ride of the season. A perfect day for it.
  • Maybe on a rainy day… Spend some time checking out some of the amazing photos on Flickr as part of The August Break. or peruse some of my favourite blogs. Lately, I haven’t had the time to dig in the way I’d like to.
  • Eat as much fresh produce as possible: Tomatoes and Peaches and Berries – Oh my!!!
  • Take time off work. Always fun despite the money thing.

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Word of the day.

This one sounds as if a similar word was used not long ago. I’ll have to check the archives. Anyway…

Foudroyant  \ foo-DROI-uhnt \ adj.   1. Overwhelming and sudden in effect. 2. Pathology . (Of disease) beginning in a sudden and severe form. 3. Striking as with lightning.

She felt shocked by the foudroyant flow of tears but understood, at her deepest level, saying good-bye was the right thing to do.