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Monthly Archives: November 2009

tra la la

tomorrow, i will update. tonight, i’m reading chapter one of Fear of Flying, Jonathan thought it would be an appropriate birthday present.

save the date

The nostalgia continues, here are some of my favourite photos from 2008, we had fun that year. I was going from Toronto to New York to Paris to London to Zurich and all over again for a fairly long time. Some of my favourite photos have been taken in 2008. Someone asked me what makes [...]

scarlett

I’m running so many goddam errands I can’t even get excited about leaving. However, I did watch Gone with the Wind (I haven’t watched it in years), and its inspired a new tattoo that I’ll get maybe before London, as well as sparked love for Clark Gable, and an understanding of Scarlett O’hara (I always [...]

You are beautiful, but you are empty. One could not die for you.

don’t let me be carrie bradshaw tonight, any other night would be fine. punctuality please.

scorpio

adam and the ants explain well, however my birthday song of the day would be 12:51, every year it’s unintentionally a strokes song.

i’m not feeling the birthday vibe right now

the work of context

Over the summer I was working with the National Film Board, commissioned to do a photo essay profiling the affects of the recession on youth. It’s one of my first serious projects, photographing and interviewing my friend Jess. I’ve never seen so much paper work, contracts etc etc etc, though I’m quite happy I was [...]

my career as a homewrecker

My birthday is on Tuesday, make sure when you see a meteor to wish on it.
I’m responding to as many emails as I can, sorry for the delay. XX

MONTH LONG MOVING SALE

alright, so I can’t just hold on to these forever, it’s officially one month till I move (north america aren’t you relieved?), anyhow, these are all the prints I have in my possession I believe, prices vary, coloured prints are in a bit of a state due to being in shows and not being treated [...]

the conception of character

no longer hiding behind the pronouns, he, she, we. individual, one entity. the I, that frightening letter.