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Category Archives: Montreal
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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Posted in All posts, Double Exposure, Montreal
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
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
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
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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Posted in All posts, Double Exposure, Montreal
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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Tagged Listpoem, montreal, pigeon, the rock dove, winged rats
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
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
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
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
construction tremors
montreal’s biggest problem is that there isn’t enough space to store all the orange cones. consequently, the city is forced to be in a perpetual zone of construction.
the people of montreal dream in orange cone, recounting the times they accidently hit feral tangerine or were forced another route due to a large pile up of cylinders.
to fit in, most have taken to wearing plaid of neon and reflecting.
the issue worsens in that the prevalence of construction cones is so great that they are disregarded and the city was forced to buy new ones that have more significance. violet striped cones are trumping the old fashioned orange and white. the disregard for old cones and reverence for the brighter, bolder cones has significantly increased the coneage in the city.
in montreal, we are all suffering from construction tremors.
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Tagged construction, Listpoem, montreal, Montreal construction, Nightmares, plaid
a walk in the park
thank you for coming to the vernissage
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Tagged amy vaillancourt, electronic loft, first roll, holga camera, Listpoem, montreal, multiple exposure, robots
scrappers delight
tossed sore sight. scrappers delight.
if it doesn’t work right. scrappers delight.
broke down in the night. scrappers delight.
midnight gentlemen
followed by a band of bright eyed kittens, the serious, solemn D and J are competitive contemporary dancers who traverse the city glittering eye lashes and creating deep yearning.
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Tagged bird of prey, Contemporary Dance, darryl singh, Jamie Campbell, Kittens, Listpoem, montreal
bus graveyard
where STM’s outdated vehicles go to die.
it used to be the final parking spot for Montreal’s elderly transportation. then one night a hooded figure masked in smoke ran past me and lou made the call to the fire station as one lone bus experienced a viking burial. torched to a crisp, the bus graveyard was no longer a fine canvas for graffiti, but a symbol that the out of function busses needed a new retirement home.
desole hors service
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Tagged amy vaillancourt, burnt bus, bus graveyard, desole, hors service, kirk irwin, Listpoem, lou kosack, montreal, public transportation, rail road, siobhan mcpherson, STM, tracks, water tower
BenB then and now
Ben Borden is a texan-turned-montrealer. he tends to live in small spaces–closets serve him just fine. i don’t know this for sure, but i imagine that if you were to visit one of these rooms you may happen upon a glockenspiel, a collection of handsome cardigans, framed oil paintings whose artists are unknown, foreign magazines, various cameras, projectors, and synths in varying conditions, the remnants of modest meals. i imagine it to be an interesting sort of space, a neat choice collection of things… the first image dates back to one of the first times i ever saw ben perform, in the old bear loft, and this picture sums it up, if i remember correctly he played that guitar with a wide variety of things (that may have been found kicking around his room). we’ve been following ben’s musical adventure since he moved to montreal, and you can check out his and david ertel’s latest endevor SOLAR YEAR .
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Tagged david ertel, experimental music, Listpoem, portrait, solar year
rats, trash and pigeons
things i miss
things i can do without
things which flyunder the highway
day three, frigid explorations continued through the cold drizzle of impending fall. this huge building leaves you feeling small against the freeway, its haunting echos of sky high traffic vibrate along pane-less corridors of reclaimed territory. it will all be gone and forgotten, but for now it remains a priceless gallery for those who are willing to enter.
sheets
sails set, dew surrenders.
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Tagged amy vaillancourt, jr bike shop, lofts, montreal, parc jeanne mance, ross john lyle, shadows, wind catchers
jeanne meance hang-outs
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Tagged dave remple, mont royal, monteal, parc jeanne mance, parks
Nerds do
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Tagged dave remple, montreal, party, scientists, siobhan mcpherson, zombies
cool kids
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Tagged dave, fun, mont royal, montreal, parc, photograph, red lens, siobhan