Instagrams, a set on Flickr.
My recent past, captured in snapshot and, sometimes, magically filtered. If you float your cursor over a given pic, it has a caption. To my astonishment, this works on the WordPress blog and Livejournal.
Instagrams, a set on Flickr.
My recent past, captured in snapshot and, sometimes, magically filtered. If you float your cursor over a given pic, it has a caption. To my astonishment, this works on the WordPress blog and Livejournal.
Events, Parades, Mob Scenes, a set on Flickr.
Pictures from our excursions on the long weekend. Feathers and gunpowder, but not at the same time.
Mount Pleasant Cemetary, Toronto, a set on Flickr.
My weekly routine is going to take me past the oldest cemetery in Toronto every Wednesday, and it connects in two directions to parks I want to explore. So you can expect to see more pictures of graves mixed in with the birds.
The epiphany that came yesterday, along with my first decent shots of bluejays and cardinals, is that I like to shoot gravestones because of the part of my writerbrain that is always looking for cool names.
There’s some morbid in there, I’m sure. But if you tap through you’ll also see something genuinely life-affirming: it’s a plot for a couple of married guys, and it made me laugh and then cry.
Alyx Dellamonica’s photostream on Flickr.
Shots from a foray to the Redpath Waterfront Festival.
Montreal, a set on Flickr.
Kelly and I went to Montreal this past weekend, and there was a mural festival on. It was a great introduction to the city. (We’ve been there before, but in bad weather and with bad tourist guidance.)