ISLAND a vernissage
Friday May 6
8-Midnight
hand crafted cider, photography, vertical gardens, sculptures, paintings
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ISLAND
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Tagged art party, Electric Park, May 6, painting, photograhy, sculpture, urban gardens, vernissage, vertical garden
head in the clouds
picture daydream
a fissure-like crack into a cavern of construction.
manipulations hold time and rule only to a test.
the tame and tribulations coincide in ennui.
playful interactions lend themselves purely.
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Tagged amy vaillancourt, icicle, ladder series, Listpoem, Plateau
not halloween
elements of fun (this time):
1 broken neck
1 apron
1 rain
1 excellent photographer
1 piece of translucent plastic
1 vanessa visit
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broken glass
in the darkened belly of places left to sit
creatures become silhouettes against
the light of the whirlwind sun.
gaze they do out into the world
trapped by their own innards
and insecurity.
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Tagged Listpoem, nyx, snow storm, train tracks
shopping cart pusher
we all have to make a living.
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undercovers
untouched snow where green grass grows
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Tagged holga camera, Listpoem, mont-royal cemetery, nyx
rubbish bin
i got as close as i could. i thought that he might jump me. he has a little bit of that crack fox look, if you know what i mean. we were both out on a limb.
pigeon playground
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Tagged ice, Listpoem, nyx, steel factory, under the 720
oh, canada
immigration dreams:
i want to live, here.
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Tagged immigration dreams, Listpoem, permanent residency, space needle, toronto
the last of the newspaper boxes
it remains one of my favorite weekend routines, to fetch the sunday paper and something fresh for breakfast. then i lounge around in the early morning to read and wonder about the world, until people wake up and get excited to do things.
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Tagged Listpoem, news, the newspaper
rippled mirror
Echoes of attraction
extend out into the
mirror of space,
beauty’s symmetry.
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Tagged holga camera, Listpoem, nyx, reflection, swan, toronto harbor
rumplestiltskin
Merrily the feast I’ll make.
Today I’ll brew, tomorrow bake;
Merrily I’ll dance and sing,
For next day will a stranger bring.
Little does my lady dream
Rumpelstiltskin is my name!
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Tagged david remple, Listpoem, montreal, rumplestiltskin
last leg of the journey
ominous buildings conceal the snarl toothed beauty of nature.
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Tagged cyborg town, j morgan, jt, Listpoem, nyx, scuttle bug park
les belles
Dear Grace and Adam, Siobhan and Dave, Ross and Tara, Eva and Craig, and Nic,
the ‘coon, the skateboard, the buildings, the photos, the beers, the cheeses, the walks, the dances, the sunshine, the queen of sheba cake, the softly boiled eggs, the brunch, the market, the apple, the ride, the crackers, the pate, the shore side.
much obliged.
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Tagged dave remple, exclusive films, grace, lcbo, Lis, multiple exposure, ross john lyle, siobhan mcpherson, toronto
high vis
civil servant art
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Tagged chicken guillotine, double exposure, high vis, Listpoem, nyx, pylons, railroad, street art, toronto
stoic cowboy
lost in the 28th dimension
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Tagged birthday, cowboy, darryl singh, first watercolor, happy birthday, Listpoem, March 22, stoic
outer body experience
lucid perch
moments fluttering with contemplation, self-reflection
images of escaping reality.
an attempt at being grounded
left as shadows cast upon the horizontal.
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Tagged alley, amy vaillancourt, garbage, ghosts. montreal, holga camera, Listpoem, nyx, snow storm, step ladder
the secret quarry
a vacant hole
once purposeful
now a layered picture
the opposite of a mountain
with a reservoir at its pinnacle,
collecting gravity’s treasures
I always wanted to be a geologist
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Tagged amy vaillancourt, farmpoint, Listpoem, secret quarry, Wakefield
heathcliff’s harem
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Tagged amy vaillancourt, emily bronte, ghosts, Jessica Fahey, kate bush, Listpoem, montreal, the scuttle bug, winter 2011, wuthering heights heathcliff
it comes to a point
not everything has to be right angles
perspective: when lines get fuzzy
all the way up there, one step at a time
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Tagged architecture, ghosts cities, Listpoem, montreal, nyx, snow storm, stairs, westside st laurent alley
sights set
“deceptive lizard”- Apatosaurus
Marsh, the inventor of the brontosaurus made a purposeful mistake. The bones for his creation were assembled from a head and a body found in separate quarries, as well as in different strata. Yet it remains one of the most complete skeletons ever exposed even to this day. A fabrication of magic and legend warming out hearts to the cold blooded building sized lizard.
One must study their prey before the hunt in order not to be deceived.
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paper hearts
hairless bodies clamber within the corridors of their papery spit sack;
ever-expanding production to satisfy the tireless needs of their queen.
the systematic ticking of the gauge as it spins is
patterned with humming wings and scurrying feet.
sensing danger
reaction attack
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dying every second
depths of layered reality, somewhere between shadowed pasts and ghostly futures.
haunted we are by glimmers of far off white.
even the stars are dying every second.
their light may pass us eventually but it continues and expands the universe further.
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Tagged alley, amy vaillancourt, ghosts. montreal, graffiti, holga camera, Listpoem, stars, street art, winter 2011
Key’d
“Key?”
“No, it’s okay, I got it open myself.”
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Tagged Listpoem, montreal, shouldercat, street art
barefoot
one shoe, alone in the alley, missing its usual friend.
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to be a park legend
tender on delicate branches, facing the slope to infinity of a brick wall.
feral city beasts using parks to their maximum.
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Tagged brick walls, climbing trees, cory chivers, Listpoem, montreal parks, night time, siobhan mcpherson
summer heat
brooklyn boys beat the heat with snow cones and broken fire hydrants.
montreal girls hit the rooftop for cool breezes.
either way it was way too hot to stay inside.
good times new york until our paths cross again.
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Tagged amy vaillancourt, jake, jessica, lou's bedroom, lou’s bedroom, nic, NYC, the old loft
my heart, your junk
my heart, your junk
and then across the farm point bridge.
Frankie lays watch on an eerie untouched hill
each rusting souvenir, chest forward, head strong,
remains unmovable, proud and lost, in Alcove.
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Tagged amy vaillancourt, farmpoint, frankie, secret quarry, witch graveyard
so back to the drawing board…
there will be no more playing inside the scuttle-bug. only on the empty field that is left.
that blasted place, treacherously inviting adventures atop a dark and holey stairwell.
it’s almost as though someone in the city finally had an intelligent idea for progress,
now if only they’d turn it into a garden or something…
the mirror’s eye
twinkle toes and stardust pressed on after the precipitous on slaughter. they fancied their gaze upon rainbows as ships finally sunk across a setting sun.
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heart shaped snowflake
inspired by the massive amount of snow that had fallen and continued to fall we decided to go out into the night and try to capture some of it’s enchantment. out in the alley we attempted to get some action shots of jumping off dumpsters into the puffy blanket but all that produced was strange ghostly flashes. we did however manage to catch this magical moment. it arguably took all the chaos of the universe to procure this chance encounter.
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Tagged alley, digital, dumpster jumping, ghosts. montreal, Listpoem, nyx, snow storm
priceless artifacts
here is to a beautiful boom-box.
an elegantly crafted piece of machinery.
an object capable of breaking it down or soothing the soul.
in some senses a slice of time itself.
an ant’s perspective
the corners we forgot
remembered with two blinks of an eye
i like looking at the ground because i am shy
but sometimes it is nice to look up at the sky
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Tagged alley, an ants perspective, holga camera, Listpoem, montreal, nyx, the plateau, winter 2011
pigeon life
pigeons sit on electrical wires, vests puffed, toes warming.
but, they are anxious there and take flight, only to become cold and lonely again, wanting return to their friendly wire.
columba livia; the rock dove; the pigeon.
pigeons came across the atlantic as food, for colonists, starting in the 1600s.
these pretty, feral, winged, city-rats breed four to five times a year. there have been attempts to halt their successful reproduction with serious measures, like electrical fences and food stuffed with contraceptives.
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san francisco treats
if you ever needed a friend
who was the better of the best of friends.
even if you didn’t need a friend; irresistible, really.
the winter’s tale
Go together,
You precious winners all; your exultation
Partake to everyone. I, an old turtle,
Will wing me to some withered bough, and there
My mate, that’s to be found again,
Lament till I am lost.
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Tagged amy vaillancourt, Listpoem, montreal, shakespeare, the winter tale, winter 2011
exterior wall accessories
Street side cabinets
figure and organism
Back door specials
the darker places
Portals penetrate
the maze of grottos
Syntactic relations
of transferable language
on the up and up
spiraling staircase
ascending levels
in fall time when
nature puts itself
to sleep
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Tagged alley, fall, jessica, montreal staircases, multiple exposure, nyx, scuttle bug park, yellow
porcelain perlstein
why does china get all the good things?
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Club 27
this post is dedicated to one of my oldest companions;
confidante, partner in crime, ally and a force to be reckoned with.
we’ve been gently oscillating between head-to-head and tête-à-tête,
confidante, partner in crime, ally and a force to be reckoned with.
we’ve been gently oscillating between head-to-head and tête-à-tête,
going on 17 years now,
understanding this nuance in language, is a labour love,
as it often is with those you care care for most.
happy birthday amy, you’re the best!
watchful eyes
blank stares
woodland creatures
there is something special about carrying things around on the ends of sticks. there is also something humorous about going around looking through people’s recycling for tin cans and then hammering holes into them with some finishing touches of garbage bag fringe. some things take a stretch of the imagination and a little bit of effort.
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Tagged fires, Jessica Fahey, lanterns, Listpoem, mont royal, montreal, rima arthar, toby xx, Vanessa Morrell
prosopopoeia
seemingly old as dinosaurs, they display their strength with heavy arms lifting boxy cargo into the ports of san francisco
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southern aqueduct
retirement dream:
watching ducks swimming in the mote around the medical castle in quaint lakeland florida.
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Tagged double exposures, holga camera, lakeland florida, Listpoem, medical centers, retirement
easy getaway
you know those people who can walk through walls?
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Tagged amyV, ghosts. montreal, ice, Listpoem, railroad, winter 2011
paneless retrograde
take that
garbage post
over the last little while i have been developing this sort of theory that people are ok with garbage accumulating in certain places. maybe it is that they don’t really notice the piles or maybe it is the unwritten language of city, proper etiquette if you will. it seems partly due to the patterns of human behavior, the necessity of these neutral spots and there is definitely a location issue (slightly off the main street, tucked into a recess, never in someone’s front lawn). it seems that over time these spots become even more useful, somewhat like a reusing center but free, anonymous, ever changing; a reflection of the community itself.
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Tagged behavior, garbage piles, holga camera, Listpoem, montreal, multiple exposure, nyx, theory
keys and ladders
the logical use of a ladder is to reach higher space. the logical purpose of a key is to gain access to that which has been locked. but what they do have in common? = they are man made and therefore unnatural, in a sense pollution, garbage. but they sure are shiny.
the man who let us photograph the keys is a little bit hysterical, being portuguese, but he says the kids are always coming in asking to take pictures. the street art was done by toby xx on a multiple exposure.
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Tagged des pins, fall, holga camera, keys, ladder, Listpoem, multiple exposure, nyx, the key man, the plateau, toby xx