Digital Perspectives

Sinking Venice

2010-12-06T13:30:00.000-08:00

Sweet Light in Venice
We were on our way to dinner and I caught a glimpse of these shadows and reflections while strolling across one of the hundreds of bridges that crisscross the canals of Venice. I wish I had taken just a little longer at this spot to zoom in and focus on something more specific but the my friends were famishly forging onward and I didn't want to get lost. This canal is in the university district of Venice where there are few tourists, no tacky masquerade masks, just friendly locals walking their dogs and sipping cappuccinos.

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Venice Is Sinking 2.egg on Aviary.

Paris

2010-09-29T10:33:00.000-07:00

This is where I was a year ago!

Who Needs The Corner Office?

2010-09-17T14:25:00.000-07:00

This is one of the last pictures I took in Venice and explains one of the many reasons why I dropped this blog for awhile. I fulfilled a lifelong dream to visit Italy. Not only did I explore the galleries and churches of this elegant country but I sauntered through endless forgotten streets and crevices of everyday life.

Discoveries...Confessions...Reflections

2010-04-12T15:29:00.001-07:00

Funny enough, I have spent more time in front of my computer in the last couple of months than I have in my whole life so when the 'work' is done for the day I haven't been too motivated to post to my blog or website or twitter. Consequently, I dropped off the cliff of social cyberspace. I'm even writing more than I ever have too but I prefer picking up a pen to reflect, compose and carve some understandings and perceptions.

It's been of season of spectacular discomfort...

I took the photo above a couple of weeks ago while meandering through Cowichan Bay. It's one my favourite spots to spend a morning.

Light Extravaganza

2010-01-16T08:21:00.000-08:00

The true harvest of my life is intangible
A little star dust caught
A portion of the rainbow I have clutched
Henry David Thoreauu

On day I woke up to this amazing performance. It was a sensational rainbow. I hadn't seen one like this for many years. It completely enveloped the sky.

Peace

2009-12-23T10:20:00.001-08:00

We hear the beating of wings over Bethlehem and a light that is not of the sun or of the stars shines in the midnight sky. Let the beauty of the story take away all narrowness, all thought of formal creeds.

Maud van Buren, 1938

Frozen Flow

2009-12-07T12:11:00.001-08:00

All photographs testify to time's relentless melt.
Susan Sontag

I took this photo this morning just outside my front door. The howling bitter winds have created icy scapes.

Artists Who Should Not Release Christmas Albums

2009-12-04T12:00:00.000-08:00

http://www.funnyalbumcovers.com

Here is my list of suspects who should steer clear of Christmas tunes:

Leonard Cohen
With the exception of "Blue Christmas" I suspect sales would plummet to depths unknown if Leonard was suddenly overhead trying to convince shoppers to have a "Holly Jolly Christmas".

Alanis Morissette
I cannot imagine Alanis singing "Silver Bells" although I would like to hear her rendition of "Jagged Little Star".

John Coltrane
Who knows maybe "A Love Supreme" is a Christmas album and no one has figured this out.

Cher
Now Sonny and Cher could have safely released a Christmas Album but definitely not Cher as a solo artist. I also do not want to imagine the frightening alterations Cher would make to an elf costume.

There's a start. Am I missing anyone?

Just Another Glorious West Coast Day

2009-12-01T17:02:00.000-08:00

“What is life? It is the flash of a firefly in the night. It is the breath of a buffalo in the wintertime. It is the little shadow which runs across the grass and loses itself in the sunset.”

Crowfoot Quote- Great Siksika Leader

December dawned into a spectacular day. I took this photo while walking my dog around the neighborhood just over an hour ago. The sun provided the encore to a tranquil landscape of simple stillness. I celebrate the season of Advent over the next few weeks- the season of waiting...it seems like nature too is in a season of waiting. Unlike the human experience the season of waiting in nature seems to be elegantly restorative.

Feeling Small In My XXL Jacket

2009-11-06T09:48:00.000-08:00

Great Wall at Simatai from Kathreen on Vimeo.

Three years ago today I was sitting on the crumbling ledge of The Great Wall. While sitting there gazing over the mountains I first realized just how small I am and how vast this world is. This was an ironic understanding because just the day before I purchased a men's XXL jacket for myself in a Beijing market. I created quite a spectacle because the shop clerks apparently had never seen a woman such as I trying on men's clothing and quickly retrieved their cellphones to take a picture of me in this men's XXL jacket! Augh! I still have the jacket even though the zipper broke a few days after I bought it.

The day I climbed The Great Wall was one of the best days in my life. Whenever my world begins to crowd in and stifle my perspective I remember the afternoon I sat on this ridge and gratefully take a breath.

Best Place To Wander

2009-11-03T09:21:00.000-08:00

On this day three years ago I spent six hours wandering through The Forbidden City in Beijing, China. Ten years earlier I saw a National Geographic article on this alluring place and I dreamed of one day visiting this amazing setting. It is said that if you slept one night in each room of the Forbidden City it would take twenty-seven years to sleep in every room. This is one of the last rooms I found near the end of the day. I was all by myself as I watched the wind pick up the leaves and throw them across the courtyard. One of the few places in China where time has stood still.

Quirky Favourite Places

2009-11-02T17:30:00.001-08:00

This is one of my favourite quirky spots in London, England. The top floor of Victoria Station- sitting at a Wetherspoon's drinking a cider- watching the intersection of the world dash by. One of my dearest memories I recall was one afternoon we were lazily gazing at the stream of humanity pouring by when a special BBC announcement appeared on a big screen above the escalators. The announcement read, "Briton, Norman Kember and Two Fellow Canadian Hostages Freed in Iraq -James Loney and Harmeet Singh Sooden". When we saw these names appear on the screen we jumped up and shouted a spontaneous cheer, embraced one another and wept. Somehow it felt that much more poignant that we heard this news outside our country.Maybe because we feel just a little more vulnerable than we care to admit when we travel abroad. Maybe because so many predicted the slim odds of finding these men alive. An unexpected joy in an unexpected place.

4 Minute Escape To Paris

2009-10-24T12:45:00.001-07:00

Here's a glimpse of my trip.

Paris from Kathreen on Vimeo.

Red Rush

2009-10-22T17:28:00.001-07:00

This is a photo of my neighbor's red maple. The colours are stunning at this time of year.

A Giggle From Paris

2009-10-21T08:11:00.000-07:00

"If you are lucky enough to have lived in Paris as a young man, then wherever you go for the rest of your life, it stays with you, for Paris is a movable feast."
Ernest Hemingway

This was the sight I took in last week while sipping cafe creme at Paul Bakery on Rue St. Michel in Paris. How did this happen? My girlfriend called me fourteen days ago and casually asked, "Do you want to go to Paris?" Faster than one can inhale a pain aux raisin I booked a flight and found a flat in Montmartre. We walked, ate, drank, shot and simply lived a spectacular week. Here's a glimpse.

Not all bikes are in such a sorry state. The Velib system allows you to rent a bike for 1 Euro a day and cycle all through Paris provided you return the rental within 30 minutes to a Velib station. What a remarkable way to see Paris! Nothing compares to cycling the immense courtyard of the Louvre and exploring its empty corners abandoned by weary pedestrians.

then joining the deranged traffic around the Concord roundabout (sans bike helmet augh!)

and cycling through the changing colours of the Champs D'lysses.

Three months ago I was incessantly watching Jason Mraz videos particularly his Live High video from Paris. I never expected to be walking /cycling those same streets before the year was finished. This shows me once again that I need to set my sights higher. Dream with more boldness.

Bringing Stone To Life

2009-10-06T10:18:00.000-07:00

I took this photo while touring the New York Metropolitan Museum of Art last Spring and recently had it printed on a 24x36 canvas as a giclée print. If I had to choose one of the highlights of this extraordinary museum it would be this room in which the entire exhibit has been reconstructed as an Italian Villa. The suspended fervency of this couple's embrace seemed so real I couldn't move from their gaze for a long time.
I picked up the giclee print on Friday and when it was unwrapped for me to examine I had a difficult time restraining my tears. The canvas took me back to that room, that moment, and the sense of overwhelming reverence that someone could create life from stone.

Confessions of A Reluctant Blogger

2009-09-30T18:33:00.000-07:00

From Gotomobile's Photostream

It's been a year since I've been blogging and I've made a few discoveries.
1. I love reading other blogs and sometimes making a comment or two rather than posting to my own blog. This also reflects my conversation style. I am more comfortable listening rather than sharing my experience depending on the person or the group.
2. I sometimes feel a discomfort with posting comments on other blogs because I wonder if the intent will somehow be misinterpreted.
3. The blogs that are engaging belong to authors who take risks with communicating their perceptions. Those who toss about notions that challenge social conventions normally not challenged in public discourse are intriguing not so much for what they present but the reactions that they invite.
4. Blogging appears to be an effective reflective tool but this arena is too public for me.
5.The relationships developed online don't seem comfortable to me. I think this because without the visual verification I really don't know who I'm interacting with. It feels more like a role play. But then isn't every interaction a type of role play?

So what advice do you have for this reluctant blogger who has more insecurities than she cares to admit about this process and this venue?

New Toy

2009-09-23T14:20:00.000-07:00

Ta daa! A new hot pink racquet! I spent a much longer period of time searching for and trying out different tennis racquets than I did purchasing my last vehicle and or my home. Oddly enough I'm even more excited about this purchase than a car or a house. What is that? I guess I consider a car just another utilitarian object. I've had my share of 'clunkers' so I am grateful to own a reliable vehicle but I don't have a lot of personal investment in my car. Sometimes I feel more owned by my house and all the responsibility and provisions it requires rather than owning and thriving in this space.

The racquet represents freedom. The chance to discover something about an experience that presents a new reference point each time I hit (or mishit) the ball. It also illustrates the chance to recognize the athlete in me which has never really been a part of my projected identity. The racquet also represents a very rewarding way to get to know people. I find it very interesting how rapport is developed across the net with one's opponent. Over the course of several weeks our personal narrative is revealed in brief remarks or unexpected reactions. I won't be reenacting the Castaway plot and formally name my racquet just yet. I just look forward to the joy of understanding more about the game and about others.

Nod To Fall

2009-09-22T12:31:00.000-07:00

"Winter is an etching, spring a watercolor, summer an oil painting
and autumn a mosaic of them all."
- Stanley Horowitz

The struggle for survival is waging war in my garden. Acorns are plummeting to the ground like a malfunctioning popcorn machine and the remaining buds are straining to bloom against the withering vines. I already miss summer and the scent of its heat.

My Apologies To All Arachnopobes

2009-09-16T17:44:00.001-07:00

“The means to gain happiness is to throw out from oneself like a spider in all directions an adhesive web of love, and to catch in it all that comes”. Tolstoy

There are so many spiders in my backyard.If you crouch down low enough you can see a maze of webs so intricate and yet so precariously anchored. This is best seen in the last photo - the largest web I spotted was secured by single gauzy thread latched to a fading lavender pod.

Steak Pit Closing In On The Westcoast

2009-09-14T21:58:00.000-07:00

I emailed my friend a couple of photos from my Summer Esterhazy Adventure. My email included an inspiring embellished story of my encounter with the scary Steak Pit. She replied with this pic taken just outside of Kananaskis. What is with this misguided advertising campaign? Will I wake up some day soon to discover that the Steak Pit has replaced the venerable overpriced Keg Restaurant?

Dead Camera

2009-08-31T11:03:00.000-07:00

flickr photo

Augh! I dropped my canon powershot in the ocean on Friday. It doesn't look as bad as the above photo but I'm wondering if there is any hope in getting it to work again. My friends suggested I bury the camera in rice to dry it out which I did but after a couple of days it still doesn't turn on. Any suggestions?

A Single Thought, A Single Path

2009-08-28T08:36:00.001-07:00

I took this shot on a hidden path among the vineyards just outside Vienna.

"A single footstep will not make a path on the earth, so a single thought will not make a pathway in the mind. To make a deep physical path we walk again and again. To make a deep mental path we must think over and over the kind of thoughts we wish to dominate our lives".
Henry David Thoreau

The Right to Bear Cameras

2009-08-26T09:34:00.000-07:00

From Not A Crime Flickr Pool

I spent a little time looking for more information about people's experiences with the police while trying to shoot photos in public places. There seem to be many more incidents in The United States and United Kingdom. There is a lot of useful information that explains the laws and your rights as a photographer. People have published this information in convenient formats so that you can easily tuck it into your camera bag. In the UK the bust card has been widely distributed to help photographers and in The States Bert Krages has published the Photographer's Right. In Canada the most useful resource I found was a collection of laws by Ambient Light. One of the more controversial policies I discovered was Duncan's decision to impose a royalty fee for photographers taking pictures of totem poles in the city. This policy contravenes the copyright act that states: Copyright Act, 32.2. (1): It is not an infringement of copyright (b) for any person to reproduce, in a painting, drawing, engraving, photograph or cinematographic work (i) an architectural work, provided the copy is not in the nature of an architectural drawing or plan, or (ii) a sculpture or work of artistic craftsmanship or a cast or model of a sculpture or work of artistic craftsmanship, that is permanently situated in a public place or building.

People's perceptions of public, private and 'high security' spaces reflect a broad spectrum of understanding. Personally, I am very conscious of determining what is acceptable in any space before taking out my camera. Given Canada's poor reputation for supporting its citizens when they are travelling overseas I am especially cognisant of my behaviour and interactions when I am in foreign countries. For me this means my camera stays in the bag even when I think I have the chance to take an amazing shot. I always ask permission to take photos although I wouldn't think of it in a field of tulips (see V's comment in last post). When I was in Bangkok there was an incident in which police swarmed a metro station platform where I was standing. It was quite an amazing sight. The police surrrounded a man standing close to me. I instinctively stepped into the next train that stopped even though it wasn't the train I was waiting for because I just knew I didn't want to get swept up in the furor that quickly ignited around me. I guess I could have quickly snapped a shot but is my personal safety and freedom to explore a place I may never see again worth a picture?

I am also not convinced that it is my exclusive right to take photos in public spaces. My understanding of the word, 'public' includes my responsibility to respect other people's perceptions of acceptable interactions which may exclude the use of a camera or any other recording device. I'm still thinking through this issue. What do you think about photography, filming or any other recording in public spaces? Is it an inherent part of our freedom of expression?

I'm a photographer not a terrorist

2009-08-25T09:03:00.000-07:00

In the February 2009 Section 76 of the New Anti Terrorism Act became law in The United Kingdom. This permits the arrest of anyone who may be found to be "eliciting, publishing or communicating information" relating to members of the armed forces, intelligence services and police officers, which is "likely to be useful to a person committing or preparing an act of terrorism".(BBC News)
In the UK there have been widespread reports of people being harassed and/or searched for taking pictures in public places and in areas deemed to be 'high security' including bus stations and government offices. The British Journal of Photography has started a flickr campaign entitled, "Not A Crime" to increase awareness of these restrictions on shooting photos in public. Photographers are invited to shoot and post self portraits holding a sign with the words, "Not a crime" or "I'm not a terrorist" Some very creative conceptions are illustrated in this social media protest. I've never been hassled for taking photos in any place I have travelled. Have you been stopped, questioned, or searched for taking photos in public?

Potash Pete

2009-08-23T13:04:00.000-07:00

Potash Pete stands proudly across the street from the steak pit and just down the road from Dairyville. Apparently Saskatchewan is famous for its roadside monuments. In fact the Province boasts the world's largest, bunnock, white tail deer and woolly mammoth. You can travel to seventy towns in Saskatchewan to see larger than life statues depicting Santa Claus, kangaroo rats, a Massey combine and even prehistoric creatures. If you cannot sojourn to these places in person then read about these wonders in the book "Larger Than Life" by Robin and Arlene Karpan. Public art on the island is so boring compared to Potash Pete and his compadres. We have The Commerce Canoe and my favourite, The Mattresses as well as Pavilion Rock and Shell (aka paper, rock and scissors). But we have nothing approachable like Potash Pete. We need a monument for the masses preferably erected on the expansive green lawn of the Empress Hotel.
What could it be?

What is a steak pit?

2009-08-22T13:00:00.000-07:00

The dining options were somewhat eclectic in Esterhazy, Saskatchewan. One of the hot spots on the main drag was the Beverage Room and Steak Pit. No, I'm lying. I never saw anyone enter or leave this Beverage Room and Steak Pit premises so I did not dare to enter the establishment myself.
What is a Steak Pit? I've heard of a Steak House, A Chop House, A Sizzler, A Smoke House but a Steak Pit? Does the chef slaughter and skin the animal right in front of the diners before throwing the carcass on an open fire pit? The good news is I have an opportunity to return to Esterhazy by September 22 to defend a speeding ticket I received and discover the true Steak Pit experience.
The other dining option was Dairyville with its vintage sign and original spelling convention. I just couldn't work past the fear of eating a hamberger so I feasted on ice cream instead. At least I think it was ice cream...

Prairie Paradise

2009-08-18T19:30:00.000-07:00

I'm still savouring my recent trip to Saskatchewan. Its opulent simplicity feels like a feather bed for the soul. It seems fitting to quote David Bouchard while I illustrate my impressions of the place where my ancestors eked out an existence with the volatile climate. I discovered that when the wind storms blew away the soil on my great grandfather's farm he and his wife and three children walked away from the land they had tried to tame and he took up the trade of a stonemason at the age of 55.

They started their life again by making their home in a silo on the Shackleton farm just outside of Kennedy, Saskatchewan. My great grandfather found work with the stonemasons constructing the Moose Mountain Resort. He also worked on many of the stone structures that furnish the popular resorts such as the Banff Springs Hotel and the Jasper tourist centre.

My grandmother soon realized there were few opportunities for her and she moved to Vancouver in 1938. My grandfather Shackleton followed her out West and proposed to her when he stepped off the train in Vancouver. He always emphasized that he purchased a ticket to ride inside the train rather than 'ride the rails' as many were forced to do in order to find employment.

We are the only branch that came out West. My entire grandfather's Shackleton family has remained on the prairies. We returned this month to celebrate my Great Aunt's 100th birthday.

I took these photos on the road between Esterhazy and Yorkton~just before I received a speeding ticket!

Words by David Bouchard, "If You're Not From The Prairie"

Swimming in Canola

2009-08-08T08:18:00.000-07:00

Just arrived back from a spectacular journey through southern Saskatchewan. More pics and reflections about this beautiful place in the following days.

Just Another Quirky Victoria Thing

2009-07-30T10:44:00.000-07:00

While dining at Superiors a few days ago I noticed this huge tree in the middle of the restaurant courtyard filled with hundreds of shoes. You make a donation, throw a pair of shoes into the tree and make a wish. Proceeds go to a local charity. Hmm... I'm not sure if it has the same aesthetic effect as a rippling, glimmery fountain but judging by the hundreds of shoes it is very popular. I wondered if the patrons dined and then went home without shoes? Or did they bring an extra pair with them? I should have asked the server but she seemed a little frazzled by the four customers she was serving.:) So for now the origin the shoes remains a mystery.

More Blue Whale Pics

2009-07-28T16:12:00.001-07:00

Photo and video editing at www.OneTrueMedia.com

My Date With A Blue Whale

2009-07-27T17:09:00.000-07:00

I've experienced some pretty cool stuff in my life and this ranks as one of my top ten experiences. Over the weekend I visited the Blue Whale Project in Victoria and learned all about this amazing reconstruction project. This rivals anything that I have seen in the greatest museums in the world because I was able to encircle and touch the real bones of a blue whale. Most skeletal exhibitions are casts of the bones but these are the real vertebrae, the real gigantic jaw bone, the real ribs of a blue whale...for those of us old enough to remember, we were once taught that this largest mammal of the world was extinct. I remember reading the World Book Encyclopedia and seeing those sad words, "Extinct" beside the humble illustration of the blue whale. This blue whale was discovered off the coast of P.E.I. in 1987 and buried for twenty years before being excavated and transported to the other side of the Canada. The remarkable thing about this visit was that there were hardly any visitors at the site so there was lots of time to talk to the friendly biologists and really begin to appreciate this astounding species.

Luminara 2009

2009-07-25T23:51:00.000-07:00

This year's Luminara was a spectacular show. The thunder and lightning made an unexpected entrance and it soon became an aquatic event.

A Child Once Again

2009-07-22T17:05:00.000-07:00

“To myself I am only a child playing on the beach, while vast oceans of truth lie undiscovered before me.”
Issac Newton

The Definitive Canadian Movie Discovered

2009-07-03T17:40:00.000-07:00

After several precious hours researching the best Canadian movie I settled on, "Stone of Destiny" but my destiny was to change when I walked into Blockbuster and recounted my pathetic choice to the cool video dude encrusted in Blockbuster blue polyester standing slightly unconscious behind the ominous candy laden video counter. Immediately the kind but corrosive Blockbuster associate mumbled, "One Week" to which I replied, "Oh, I only need the movie, for one night." He patiently responded, "No, you want to rent the movie 'One Week' as your Canada Day selection." Then he expertly but dispassionately explained the premise of the movie which included a dying man's trek across Canada in search for true adventure. I quickly tossed "Stone of Destiny" then I almost kissed Blockbuster man. I'm sure he was relieved to just hear my repeated "thank you's" as I skipped out the door. The conclusion to the saga? A beautiful summer's eve was spent watching an inspiring feel good Canadian movie about a man's great trek across this expansive country on a Norton motorcyle. Quintessentially Canadian? Well it was brimming with quirky, quaint, and foolhardy quintessential Canadian characteristics.

What is the quintessential Canadian Movie?

2009-06-28T19:50:00.000-07:00

The invitations are out and RSVP's are flying back fast. I've just invited the neighborhood to a Canada Day Celebration this Wednesday, July 1. We're going to take advantage of our hideously long driveway and watch a movie on a huge screen under the stars. The problem is, I can't seem to think of a Canadian classic movie that would represent our quirky national identity. It doesn't have to be purely Canadian but it has to be entertaining to a wide spectrum of people who are watching Wednesday night. I'm really stuck. Does such a movie really exist? Any ideas?

If I Could Fly

2009-06-25T07:44:00.001-07:00

This is where I want to be this morning...in a plane flying over the Cliffs of Dover on my way to embark on a European cycling trip. It's not likely that this will happen today but in the spirit of declarations made by such inspiring bloggers such as Ms. toastburner, I announce this dream today with the intention of doing this before next June 25, 2010. I took this shot on my last escapade to Spain. I was on one of those ridiculous budget airplanes in which I purchased a ticket for 5 pounds and lined up for an eternity in order to be corralled into the flying soup can. For 5 pounds I wasn't complaining. It was a spectacular Spring day and the Cliffs of Dover seem to paint the English Channel with a swirling jet contrail.

If You Have To Drive-Drive in Style

2009-06-21T21:04:00.000-07:00

Saw this vehicular artistic expression on Robson St. yesterday. When I asked the driver if the car was actually legal to drive he laughed and said that he has been driving the bug for seven years and he has never been stopped by police. I'm thinking this the most creative "chick magnet" I've seen in a while.

What it's all about

2009-06-17T17:54:00.000-07:00

A wise colleague took me to the graduation ceremonies today to 'ground' me about the purpose of my work. Admittedly it is sometimes easy to lose focus by dwelling on the politics, power struggles, equity issues in any work environment. I am fortunate to work with someone who can strip away the veneer of extraneous distractions and remind me of just who I am are working for. Thanks M.

Funky T-Shirts

2009-06-08T12:03:00.000-07:00

These are some of my favourite funky t-shirts I saw at the Portland Dragonboat Festival over the weekend. My absolute favourite is 'No Teacher Left Behind'.

Dragonboat Season Begins

2009-05-24T08:05:00.000-07:00

This weekend marks the beginning of season for dragonboat competitions. Each boat is comprised of twenty two people who race a straight 400 meter course . The objective is to paddle in unison with short, deep, precise strokes. A typical race takes about two minutes but by the end of those two minutes you're winded and sore. I like this sport because it brings out the best in people- generosity, fun, cooperation and friendly competitiveness.

How would you react?

2009-05-21T20:21:00.000-07:00

>I discovered this youtube clip of Jason Mraz walking down a street in Paris just singing (yes, I'm on a Jason Mraz kick right now) His singing isn't 'in your face pay attention' kind of singing. It's almost 'talkin to yourself' kind of singing. What is curious is the reaction of the people he walks by. No one seems to pay attention, except for a child and someone near the end of the song. If Jason walked down the street here singing like that even if no one knew of his notoriety people would likely show some connection- a nod, a swagger. Is this lack of attention just a Parisian thing?

Comforting Camas

2009-05-20T10:50:00.001-07:00

My favourite time of Spring is when the camas bloom. When I walk amid a blanket of these violet blooms I feel surrounded by my Dad. He loved these flowers and cherished his trips to Victoria just to see camas flourishing on the hillside of Beacon Hill Park.

Victoria Day Parade Slideshow

2009-05-18T17:06:00.000-07:00

The Victoria Day Parade marks the beginning of the summer tourist season in Victoria. Victoria Day commemorates the birthday of Queen Victoria of England and Canada has celebrated this occasion since 1834. Today the rain patiently waited until the afternoon to ensure that the morning march was a success. I love watching the parade. It's fun connecting with the nostalgic quirky energy of the community. Did anyone else attend the parade?

Tulip Wonder

2009-05-17T08:58:00.001-07:00

I took this photo in my Mom's front yard. This is the first year she has tulips in her front yard and they produced quite the show. Tulips actually originated in Turkey and Persia. The word, 'tulip' means turban. Their popularity spread throughout Europe in the 17th century. Everywhere I travel I think of tulips as an expression of gratitude since the Netherlands send tulips to various Allies as a gesture of appreciation. Come to think of it, I think I have seen more tulips outside of the Netherlands than within that country.

See The Beauty In Ugly

2009-05-15T07:11:00.000-07:00

Ahh...the pressure of the 50th post. I didn't want to post just anything I was looking for something special, exotic, unique, an 'aha' moment. And like a lot of things in life I trip over the extraordinary and consider it a nuisance. So here's my homage to the "hideous" ~ the humble dandelion. What a phenomenal declaration of beauty. May those who happen to read this post discover beauty in the humble places. If you need perspective today listen to Jason Mraz's song, Beauty In Ugly and remember you are "fearfully and wonderfully made" (Psalm 139).

Beauty In Ugly

she's so big hearted,
but not so remarkable
just an ordinary humble girl
expecting nothing as we're made to think
its a pretty person's world

but you are beautiful and you better go show it
go look again, you gotta be true to your own
if you really wanna go to the top
do you really wanna win?
don't believe in living normal, just to satisfy demand

well if you wanna get free
and if you wanna do the passionate thing
and if you wanna get smart for the sake of your heart
you should own your name and stand up tall
and get real and see the beauty in ugly

well you are fresh, you're face is fabulous
don't forget you're one of a kind
when nobody is checking the deeds you've done
and nobody is hearing your cries
you make all of the fashion statements
just by dressing up your mind

well if you wanna get free
and if you wanna do the passionate thing
and if you wanna get smart for the sake of your heart
you should own your name and stand up tall
and get real and see the beauty in ugly
and see the beauty in ugly

well if you wanna get free
and if you wanna do the passionate thing
and if you wanna get smart for the sake of your heart and oh
you should own your name and stand up tall
and get real and see the beauty in ugly
see the beauty in a ugly

Frantic, Chillin' New York

2009-05-03T09:12:00.000-07:00

I agree V,
New York is a 'go go go' place.
Yet it is also a difficult place to 'nail down' definitively. It is frantic in some areas but step into a square or a park and the mood changes to a laid back 'chillin' atmosphere like the photo above taken in Greenwich Village. The people are challenging to understand too. I was reprimanded at least two or three times a day by someone who felt it necessary to tell me what I was doing wrong but I met just as many friendly, courteous, patient locals as well. Maybe the best description for me is intense. People live and communicate with a lot more intensity than I experience. That's intriguing, entertaining and exhausting.

Back From The Other Island

2009-04-30T21:45:00.001-07:00

Wow.
New York City was beyond all my expectations.
I'm completed saturated with extravagant memories of beauty in people, nature, music, colours, smoke, and the constant vibe of creativity, communication, and consumerism. My best experience was cycling from Midtown to the tip of Manhattan-over the Manhattan Bridge to Brooklyn then back over the Brooklyn Bridge to Manhattan. A bicycle/pedestrian trail encircles Manhattan and there are bike lanes throughout the downtown core. A spectacular way to see the neighborhoods. I took this shot on my way back to Manhattan.

Spring Thaw

2009-04-10T09:39:00.001-07:00

Thaw with her gentle persuasion is more powerful than Thor with his hammer. The one melts, the other breaks into pieces.

Henry David Thoreau

I'm back. I was in Alberta last week and after attending a conference, I had the chance to travel from Edmonton to Sundre to visit friends. As soon as I arrived in Edmonton I realized that I had never traveled to another province in Canada during the winter. Since I have lived all my life on the West Coast this is the first time I witnessed the promise of the 'Spring thaw' and Canadian's eager anticipation of warmer temperatures. Sundre is an unassuming small town with a majestic vista of the foothills and mountain range of the Rockies. At the local school, kids still go out at recess and practise their roping skills for the annual rodeo. Sundre, a town that urban sprawl forgot. This trip has shown me that I have a lot to learn about my own country.

Morning Reflection at Goldstream

2009-03-22T11:18:00.000-07:00

When you put your hand in a flowing stream,
you touch the last that has gone before
and the first of what still is to come.

Leonardi da Vinci

Scent of Thailand

2009-03-18T22:14:00.000-07:00

Forgive the touristy pic but this is what I thought of when I first awoke this morning. Well actually I smelled it. Yes, I smelled the intoxicating aromas of Thailand when I awoke just before 7:00am. Then I recalled that it was this time two years ago I was sauntering through the markets of Bangkok absorbing the unfamiliar sounds and scents. I guess it was that part of my brain that remembered this experience as I was emerging from sleep. This was taken on my first morning in Bangkok. Thailand was a less complicated place to visit (after spending time in China and Tibet) and I was immediately at ease as I took my first steps through this swarming city.

Three Personalities of The Arbutus

2009-03-08T12:22:00.001-07:00

Took these shots with my new wide angle lens while visiting Thetis Lake. I'm still learning to increase the aperture more and adjust the angle to avoid unwanted shadows. This is the same tree species at different stages of life. Most people I talk to are enamoured with these reptilian Madronas but no one wants one on their property (except those who are full time gardeners:) because they are constantly shedding their leaves and bark.

Solemn Shadows

2009-02-26T22:26:00.001-08:00

This was taken at Playfair Park late in the day when shadows and twilight dance on the leaves.

Beautiful Eyesore #4

2009-02-23T10:31:00.000-08:00

Just arrived back from Portland Oregon. One of the many charms of Portland includes the building ads that adorn many of the old warehouses in the Pearl District. These unique canvases may not last as the area is slowly being gentrified. There is an interesting blog that illustrates more photos and historical info about these ads.

Silence of the bulrush

2009-02-15T19:20:00.000-08:00

I took this photo while visiting Swan Lake for three hours yesterday morning. I am inspired by a quirky photo blog that creatively publishes pics with text. I find the combo intriguing.

Blurb Free Bookmaking Software

2009-02-13T18:41:00.000-08:00

These photos are from a book my colleague just published using Blurb I was very impressed with the look and feel of this product and the publication price is very reasonable. Many of the photos illustrated in the book are also online but the clarity and details of these photos (or any photos) are vividly revealed when they are professionally printed. I've used photo book software before but after seeing these results I will try out blurb.

My Sedated Camera

2009-02-10T10:06:00.000-08:00

I took the day off today and woke up early to catch a glimpse of the sunrise with my new wide angle lens. I arrived at Clover Point and quickly realized as my car rocked in the wind that it was going to be a blistery cold walk along the beach. My faithful companion ran along the path barking at the wind, seagulls, and planes. I nudged along clinging to my hot coffee cup in no hurry to compose a shot. My face and gloved fingers were numb within minutes. For the next hour I ventured along the beach watching eagles, gulls, crows surf the wind but I couldn't muster the strength to take out my camera. Well it was beautiful revitalizing way to start the day despite my reluctance to hone my photography skills. The shot above was taken on a day similar to today in January 2008 at Clover Point. I've been home an hour and I'm still hovering over the heating vent!

Through An African Lens

2009-01-31T17:04:00.001-08:00

There is an inspiring exhibit at Dales Gallery on Fisgard St. in Victoria. The gallery is showcasing photography that illustrates life in Swaziland seen through the eyes of young people who were given 'point and shoot' cameras and directed to take photos of where they live. The photos are soul stirring portrayals of struggle and triumph. Proceeds from the sales of these photos go directly to fund the education of these youth. I was captivated by each photo and read about the hopes and dreams of each one of these young women. It reminded me of the experience of Zana Briski who worked with children in Calcutta to photograph their world. I highly recommend viewing this exhibit.

Beautiful Eyesore #3~ Corroding Mailbox

2009-01-28T21:45:00.000-08:00

I took this shot on a hot afternoon at Vigneti Zanatta Winery. The mailbox precariously perches on the side of road. If you ever wish to visit Italy without leaving the island, drive to this beautiful valley and sit outside on the century old marble veranda, gaze over the vineyard and sip a glass of Damasco. Ahhhh....

Robbie Burns Day ~ January 25

2009-01-24T23:15:00.000-08:00

This memorial to Robert Burns was erected in Beacon Hill Park in 1900. A putting green was created beside the memorial in 1974. Apparently, those of Scottish heritage were not amused and thought such a frivolous development was offensive. The putting green remains and it is frequently used by lots of people in the summer. Somehow I don't think Robbie would mind.

Beautiful Eyesore #2~ Winsome Hydrant

2009-01-21T17:59:00.000-08:00

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I saw this hydrant while walking along the narrow path of Cowichan Bay Village. I was carrying just a standard lense so I sat right down on the sidewalk to take these pictures. I was drawn by the complementary colours of the dandelions but I don't think I nailed the shot. I was blocking the sidewalk after all and I was self conscious about blocking the pedestrian traffic. People are quite friendly in Cowichan Bay so many people struck up conversations about what I was shooting and given that I was blocking their way I felt compelled to chat. Since dandelions are hardy weeds I may be fortunate to return and take this shot again-maybe I'll wear a t-shirt that says, "I don't want to chat right now."

Given my struggle to get the right shot, which one do you prefer #1,2. or 3.?

Beautiful Eyesore Series

2009-01-20T19:36:00.000-08:00

Inspired by Victoria Daily's great shot of the mailbox I've decided to present a series of objects considered ugly by the human eye but cast differently through the lense. So as not to offend Postie this by no means suggests that I think mailboxes are ugly. I love mailboxes....love getting mail...I love my patient postman who cheerfully pets my yappy dog. :)

Here's the first of the series. This wheelbarrow was taken on a trip I took to Maple Bay last summer. The electric blue hue of the wheelbarrow and distinct shadow caught my attention.

Forgotten Wheelbarrow

2009-01-18T18:48:00.001-08:00

Finally a day with sun! This photo was taken in a rododendrun forest.

2009-01-17T12:51:00.001-08:00

"It is impossible to watch a sunset and not dream"
Bern Williams

I remember listening to a photographer who discouraged us from taking photos of sunsets. He suggested that we put the camera away and enjoy the sunset. He said, "Rather than take an 'average shot' of a spectacular scene take a spectacular shot of an average scene." Still, I can't help myself. Sunsets feel like firework displays. Just when you think you have seen the best in the sky the light changes once again and you are caught up in a lavish dance of hues and shadows.

Where is your treasure?

2009-01-14T22:56:00.000-08:00

The gray January days don't inspire me to take photos. I am impatient with the long dark days and I find myself dreaming of far away places where I can discover a world that challenges my arrogance.

I took this photo in Barcelona a couple of years ago. This is an image that comes to mind when I hear people talk incessantly about the doom and gloom of this world. It reminds me of those treasures of life that 'moth or rust cannot destroy'.

2009-01-12T21:04:00.000-08:00

A funnel cloud? Or just another spectacular show with the Olympic Mountains as a backdrop?

Answers

2009-01-07T17:48:00.000-08:00

Here are the answers to the mystery shots.

1. My favourite city (in North America) -Portland, Oregon
2. The most beautiful church is Antonio Gaudi's Church-Sagrada Familia in Barcelona, Spain
3. One of my happiest afternoons was on The Great Wall, 2 1/2 hours north of Beijing, China
5. My favourite place to watch the world run by is Victoria Station, London
6. My place of solace is Ruckle Park, Salt Spring Island
7. The weirdest place for a Starbucks....smack dab in the middle of The Forbidden City

Seven Things You Don't Know About Me

2009-01-05T20:20:00.000-08:00

I was challenged by V Yonkers to illustrate
Seven Things You Don't Know About Me

1. My Favourite City.
Best downtown, best bookstores, best cycling trails, best jazz, best restaurants. Any guesses?

2. What I consider the most beautiful church in the world. Everything about this place breathes.

3. One of the happiest afternoons in my life.

4. My favourite flower. A neighbor once told me she hated daffodils. Shortly after she made this declaration, I carefully planted three hundred of these in my front yard.

5. My favourite place to have a pint and watch the world run by.

6. This is my favourite Gulf Island. I spent twenty summers here and this is where I find solace.

7. This is the least likely place I thought I would ever discover a Starbucks. Guess where?

Mt. Doug

2009-01-03T17:21:00.001-08:00

This was taken on a blistery afternoon at the top of Mt. Doug Park. Mt. Doug was known by the Songhees Nation as 'Hill of Cedars' and even temporarily adopted the name, 'Cedar Hill' before it became officially known as Mount Douglas Park. The large cedar trees that grew here were used to build parts of Fort Victoria. Now it's a public park and you will often see wild 'workout warriors' participating in 'boot camp' activities.

Breaking The Rules

2009-01-02T13:25:00.001-08:00

I was always told, "Don't bother taking shots directly into the sun" since the exposure would be flawed. But then I attended a presentation by Deddeda Stemler and she declared that she loved shooting into the sun. I think I'll take a beautiful day and shoot all my photos into the sun then check out the results.

2009-01-01T10:02:00.000-08:00

I don't like unpacking. It signifies a decisive end to an adventure and I resist its anti-climatic finale.

~Christmas in Vancouver~
2008

2008-12-31T17:40:00.000-08:00

Christmas Eve 2008 -False Creek Vancouver.
Roads are impassable, buses stopped running but the Aqua Bus keeps chugging.

Despite the challenging weather conditions I had a spectacular time in Vancouver. I also discovered the beauty of living without technology and the opportunities to connect with others in the absence of technical self sufficiency.

Let me explain.

All my friends and family in Vancouver own cell phones. I love using technology but I purposefully nourish a healthy detachment from the lure of the latest and greatest gadgets. I guess I am one of the remaining 'cell phone resistors' left among people in my demographic. Sometimes I find myself stranded without immediate access to communication. This happened on my way home to Victoria.

The Pacific Coach Lines bus was suppose to pick me up at a designated stop that I previously arranged by phone (land line of course:); however, when I arrived at the stop and waited a few minutes the bus just zoomed by me despite my frantic waving and shouts to stop.

I found myself shivering in the freezing cold thinking about my options. I looked around me and saw a public phone across the street and a despised Cash Store behind me. I decided to go inside the Cash Store to see if they had a phone book I could borrow. As I entered the store I approached a bored looking employee behind bullet proof plexiglass. I asked for a phone book and without even looking away from her computer the employee said that she did not have a phone book. I took a breath and explained that I was visiting from out of town and expected to take the Pacific Coach Lines bus. I asked if she could look up the number of the PCL bus line on the computer. Her demeanor softened and she was very gracious and even printed out a sheet of numbers that I could use. Bolstered by this considerate response I walked back to the bus stop and asked an elderly gentleman if he had a cell phone that I could use. He couldn't speak English well but when I slowly explained my situation he phoned the PCL bus line for me. I'm not sure what he said since the traffic noise was ear splitting at that point but when he passed me his phone I heard a very apologetic representative say that the next bus would be along in 30 minutes and I would receive the ride to Victoria for free.

Randy Pausch said 'Sometimes you just have to wait a little longer to discover the best qualities in people'.
I witnessed the best qualities in several Vancouverites that day. Being a little vulnerable and not so self sufficient allowed me to experience the kindness of strangers.

2008-12-23T09:39:00.000-08:00

Quintessential Victoria.
As cars slip around the city in their bald all season tires there are still cyclists dodging traffic and probably arriving at their destinations faster.

2008-12-22T16:40:00.000-08:00

What a beautiful day...if you were able to dig out. This is taken on Pandora and Government. This dragon has been on the corner for a couple of years. Very occasionally a dragon may be depicted as carrying a dragon orb known as the Yuh-Yi-Joo in its claws. Modeled after the mythical Cintamani jewel or pearl, it was said that whoever could wield the Yuh-Yi-Joo was blessed with the abilities of omnipotence and creation at will.

2008-12-21T14:13:00.000-08:00

Nine days and counting.
That's how many days we have been living with snow in Canada's lotus land.

This is why the world thinks we live in igloos.

It's not cold enough to skate on ponds or lakes. It's not warm enough to drink a latte outside.
But I'm savouring the silence that descends upon the city after a snowfall. The traffic disappears and the loudest sound is the courageous birds who have stayed for the winter and forage for food among the firs and cedars.

2008-12-15T20:49:00.000-08:00

Well, at least the dog is in his glory! Victoria has been under a blanket of snow and ice for a couple of days. Much to the amusement of other Canadians, Victoria shuts down when a couple of centimeters of snow descends on the city.
Since I couldn't be bothered to replace my bald tires I took the bus to work for the first time in years. I discovered that people really are polite in this quirky little town. Young and old shouted, 'thank you' to the bus driver when stepping off the bus and people patiently held doors open at the local grocer. Inclement weather brings out the best in islanders. Maybe I'll leave my car in the driveway for another day!

2008-12-11T09:46:00.000-08:00

Here is another shameless photo of my companion, D.J. He is sitting on the rocks at Cattle Point just outside Victoria in the "oh I forgot we're no longer a colony" district of Oak Bay. Cattle Point earned this name because it was once a drop off point for Uplands Farm, which occupied the surrounding land at the time. Cattle would be barged to the bay in front of what is now the parking lot to swim and wade the short distance to shore. Hmm... sounds like a selling feature to me. Get your organic, sea infused steak here! In the distance is a Great Blue Heron probably patiently waiting for his next snack.

2008-12-10T15:14:00.000-08:00

Why do I take so many photos on the Dallas Rd. waterfront? Well, this six kilometer path is the city's most beautiful treasure. Half of the route is an 'off leash' park so dogs of all shapes and sizes can run to their heart's content. Dog owners are also aware of this privilege and they enforce a responsible code of conduct among the dogs. More than once I have seen a dog owner chastised for not keeping control of their canine.

Some of the most memorable walks have been in the winter. On Christmas day a few years ago, we saw a pod of Orcas swimming off the point in this photo.

Unfortunately, the cliffs that border this spectacular vista are receding twelve centimeters every year. Efforts are made to reinforce the beaches and cliffs. But each year the storms arrive more fierce than ever.

2008-12-09T13:48:00.000-08:00

Hmm...watch the show or run for cover? Since I have been caught in many a storm along Dallas Rd. I meandered quickly to my car!

2008-12-05T13:13:00.000-08:00

This was one of my last shots on a recent visit to Beacon Hill Park.

2008-12-02T20:25:00.000-08:00

Surfs Up
Willow's Beach

First Day of December

2008-12-01T21:41:00.001-08:00

No, this isn't what December 1, 2008 looked like but we do get shimmery days of bright blue skies and the Garry Oaks look like cotton candy tuffs at sunset.

Indecisive Sky

2008-11-29T10:38:00.000-08:00

Winter by the sea sometimes delivers a spectacular show.

This was taken along Dallas Road one evening. The sky was indecisive as to whether it wanted to burst with rain or sun.

I kept clicking as the sky transformed dramatically over the course of five minutes. This is the last shot I took of the 'metamorphosizing' horizon.

Puget Sound "Silent Crisis" Photo Challenge

2008-11-27T08:10:00.000-08:00

Sound Partnership is reviewing photographic work to be considered for display at the 2009 Puget Sound Georgia Basin Ecosystem Conference.

More info here

November Morning on The Gorge

2008-11-26T20:46:00.000-08:00

Early Sunday morning on the Gorge. I've just finished carrying my icy tripod down to the water. Despite the unusual visit by the sun my fingers were numb from the cold. There are a surprising amount of people out an about on this winter morning. I guess this gentleman starts his day with a glide on the water each day. Beats jogging!

This was taken on Remembrance Day. Just as the soldiers and veterans were passing by the crowd surged forward in front of me augh! So I knelt down and took this shot.

“War I abhor, and yet how sweet The sound along the marching street Of drum and fife, and I forget Wet eyes of widows, and forget Broken old mothers, and the whole Dark butchery without a soul.”

Richard LaGalliene

My Patient Companion

2008-10-19T16:41:00.001-07:00

If It Makes You Happy!

2008-10-14T19:05:00.000-07:00

Yes... sometimes pocket cameras rock!

What Stories This Rope Could Tell

2008-10-14T18:59:00.001-07:00

Down at the fisherman's wharf I get overwhelmed by the shapes, and textures I can capture. So I stop walking and looking then try to see world in the simple shapes and curves.

Just how rainy?

2008-10-05T09:17:00.000-07:00

Here's a glimpse of the soaking we received yesterday. Even the ducks swam for shelter. I huddled under a tree trying to protect my camera but managed to take a couple of interesting shots. The one of the leaf was a fluke. I was tired and I really didn't want to set up for this shot. Glad I did.

An Autumn Day in Cowichan

2008-09-28T19:53:00.000-07:00

Here's a peek of my weekend shooting in the Cowichan Bay area-still a well kept secret. I drove around the corner to Genoa Bay too- a lifetime away from urban sprawl. Some eclectic float homes with unique adornments too.

2008-09-25T19:04:00.000-07:00

I guess Fall as really arrived. Millions of leaves are starting to blanket the ground.

September 24

2008-09-24T21:42:00.000-07:00

I'm discovering a little more about depth of field and the interplay with shutter speed. Here's a photo I took yesterday. It's funny how my own mood and energy affect my ability to focus and think about different ways of looking at a shot.

I was taking this row of candles from the left but after 20 or so shots I realized that the right side of the candles offered a more effective line of shadows.

Blank Page Syndrome

2008-09-22T21:57:00.001-07:00

The most challenging part of starting this blog is....staring at the title screen and wondering what witty name I could come up with for the title of the blog. I took a look at the most popular words for blogs and I wanted avoid the overused descriptions that included, 'journey, story, girl, etc... so I walked away from creating this blog several times. I kept waiting for inspiration to strike. Well it didn't strike as much as 'plop'. So here it is my perspective of life in digital form.

I don't have any inclination to reveal my daily thoughts or mopes but I am hoping to find a more interactive 'one stop' online environment that is a little deeper than facebook and not as complicated and static as my own website.

With that short beginning I'm off to read.. a real book... with pages and crumpled corners.