The decorated city, an arrangement we make with ourselves.
The decorated city, an arrangement we make with ourselves.
Crap, they’ve chalked our tires.
Using up the mystery film that came in the Hasselblad 500CM.
Fake beach on a concrete pier
Optical mishap: I didn’t strip the colour out of the middle of this photo. I screwed up and massively overexposed and the sensor still managed to capture the shades but lost the blue sky that was visible under the clouds.
I’m not sure why but this building, marking the far end of the sugar factory from the sugar boats, works as an echo of the lakers for my mind. It makes me think of ships.
A whale of a mural on the sugar plant.
A room with a view.
Things were weird and tense when the blue metal alien family first moved into the neighbourhood but now they’ve become a welcoming part of our community and they only devour joggers from time to time.
Boulevard of building broken dreams
Gotta clean those spots off the sensor.
Portapotty for scale…
Golden days
Eastern from Broadview to the Don.
Railyard
Crossing bridges
“How much for that Jesus in the window?”
Train arrives
South Etobicoke layer cake