Posts in Category: Black & White Emulsions
Toronto Island Airport, looking south.
Hello City, Toronto, Looking south then north.
Hello city …
Another night at the Palace
’cause there is nothing else to do.
The same people, the same drinks and the same music,
the same quicksand
I think this harbour town is waist deep and sinking fast.
Second night at the Warehouse,
and my mock turtleneck just reeks.
From the liquor room to the changeroom,
to the doom and gloom
of the hotel room,
I wish this seaside beerhall would
sink into the bay.
Barenaked Ladies: Hello City.
Erika, not an April Fool. Also, day 365 in a film 365 project.
Could not have completed it without her help encouragement and support. My first complete 365 day film project. All film, all year. On to year 2.
Geese and ducks, on Beaver Pond.
And I remember Florida
The land of endless malls
Images of Elvis flicks
Convertibles and blondes
And I remember crying
As you walked away along the shore
The last words I heard you say were what a bore
Blue Rodeo: Florida.
Queen Anne’s Lace in the fall.
Sometimes I feel
That I need to move on
So I pack a bag
And move on
Move on
David Bowie: Move On.
Lighting Setup.
One too many wasted sunsets
One too many for the road
And after dark the door is always open
Hoping someone else will show
Deep Purple: Wasted Sunsets.
Tennis Anyone?
Lovers advantage – nobodies faults
Obeying it’s a tie-break
Please don’t try to overrule it
If you give me the advantage I can make a
Return off my favours
Robert Palmer: Tennis.
Reflection.
Well, the madcap laughed at the man on the border, hey ho, huff the Talbot
“Cheat” he cried shouting kangaroo, it’s true in their tree they cried
Please leave us here, close our eyes to the octopus ride!
Syd Barrett: Octopus.
Industrial Wasteland: Emptiness is contagious.
Who doesn’t know what I’m talking about
Who’s never left home, who’s never struck out
To find a dream and a life of their own
A place in the clouds, a foundation of stone
Dixie Chicks: Wide Open Spaces.
