Category Archives: Street
homelessness
Recently I was asked by UVIC to do a quick morning photo-essay on the homelessness and a fabulous women who is part of a pilot project whom is not shown here. Having arrived at 07:15, the police had already done their sweep so there was little cliché to shoot. What struck me mostly and I wish I had sound bites to offer was the closed classroom where a dozen or so homeless people and former homeless gather every week sharing their insights on their common upcoming project. With small video cameras and still cameras they are interviewing people living on the street and will later amalgamate their material to make one film. This should be interesting!
In the room were two visiters from India doing a case study here on the homelessness. They have millions of people who are in dire straights and their country simply has no resources, here we have a mere 1600 (accounted for) homeless people (70% of which are mentally challenged) and we are rich to the brim in resources. They were simply baffled.




Montréal + eyes open
A short trip to Montréal with Félix fed many of our senses. Family, dear friends, photographer comrades, and walks along old neighborhoods fueled me beyond words! The City is known for its’ openness and it’s fabulously true, Montréaler’s do not seem threatened by the camera. I was a tourist in my old town and enjoyed opening my eyes.











Victoria Day Parade, May 18, 2009
There’s something fascinating about Parades. An array of cacophony & visual over load topped with anticipation, nervousness and boredom. These images were taken from Mayfair parking lot where they spend up to two or more getting ready with last minute choreography, last minute tuning of hefty instruments, and a few embraces here and there to keep warm. The parade itself does not interest me, but behind the scenes where emotions are strong.











Victoria Highland Games
Some of these images may have a hint of humour, possibly because the Scottish have a very developed sense of humour themselves. Not often do you see strong men weighing close to 300 pounds in skirts throwing what seemed like a telephone pole as far as possible. Having a pint surrounded by this culture was most refreshing!


























