Archive for the ‘Snapshot’ Category
Raccoon Capital of The World
The Grid, a fantastic free weekly newspaper in Toronto, recently did a cover story on raccoons called Midnight Marauders. In the article, The Grid called Toronto the raccoon capital of the world. I don’t know much about that, but I do know I that at my residence in Roncesvalles, just a few blocks from High […]
Moment: Antonio’s Christening
Last weekend I photographed the baptism of Antonio. It was a full day with lots of family and celebration, but of all the moments from the day, this was my favourite. Just a quiet moment alone with Dad shortly before the actual christening.
I wanted real adventures to happen…
I wanted real adventures to happen to myself. But real adventures, I reflected, do not happen to people who remain at home: they must be sought abroad. Dubliners – “An Encounter” – James Joyce, pg 20
April Fools: Look at ’em
“Look at ‘em” he said. “Goddam fools.”
“Who?” said Ginnie.
“I don’t know. Anybody.” Nine Stories – “Just Before the War with the Eskimos” – J.D. Salinger, pg 48
But I don’t want comfort. I want God….
“But I don’t want comfort. I want God. I want poetry, I want real danger, I want freedom, I want goodness. I want sin.”
“In fact,” said Mustapha Mond, “you’re claiming the right to be unhappy.”
“All right, then,” said the Savage defiantly, “I’m claiming the right to be unhappy.” Brave New World – […]
The fact that you got a little happier today…
The fact that you got a little happier today doesn’t change the fact that you also became a little sadder. Every day you become a little more of both, which means that right now, at this exact moment, you’re the happiest and the saddest you’ve ever been in your whole life. The History of Love […]
It took seven years, dozens of trips to New York, Chicago, Washington DC, Quebec City, big trips to Nova Scotia and Florida, but there I was, on the Lake Shore Blvd, stopped at a red light at Leslie Ave, at 200,000km. I even survived driving off a cliff with this car after one of the […]
St. Patrick’s Day Portraits
Maddie and Cooper dawn a Guinness box hat on St. Patrick’s Day.
O Lente Lente Currite Noctic Equi!
O lente lente currite noctis equi! Doctor Faustus, Christopher Marlowe, V.ii.149
The boy felt jealous of the freedom of the wind…
The boy felt jealous of the freedom of the wind, and saw that he could have the same freedom. There was nothing to hold him back except himself. The Alchemist – Paulo Coelho, pg 30
Please blow your smoke elsewhere…
Please blow your smoke elsewhere. My respiratory system, unfortunately, is below par. I suspect that I am the result of particularly weak conception on the part of my father. His sperm was probably emitted in a rather offhand manner. A Confederacy of Dunces – John Kennedy Toole, pg 324
If it weren’t for her…
If it weren’t for her, there would never have been an empty space, or the need to fill it. The History of Love – Nicole Krauss, pg 57
He watched the scene and thought of life…
He watched the scene and thought of life; and (as always happened when he thought of life) he became sad. A gentle melancholy took possession of him. He felt how useless it was to struggle against fortune, this being the burden of wisdom which the ages had bequeathed to him. Dubliners “A Little Cloud” – […]
I just adored this moment of a few boys waiting for popcorn to pop. Another photo from the series.
Actually, it was not so much the speed…
Actually, it was not so much the speed that was impressive as the pure animal confidence, the total absorption in the moment. Such a mix of ease and concentration, such a being-in-the-present, would be the envy of the highest yogies. Life of Pi – Yann Martel, pg. 182