Archive for July 12th, 2012
Jul 12
Jul 12
The slut is dead, long live the slut
When you’re feeling blue, it’s time for The Golden Girls.
To laugh in the face of reality
My condominium is located in a precarious spot in Toronto. To the south is St. Lawrence Market, an historic and wealthy neighbourhood where the sun always shines and everyone is smiling. To the north is Moss Park, where entitled crack whores scream merciless obscenities and John’s receive blow jobs in the daylight. It’s an odd thing to live between two extremes.
Partially I’m happy that Toronto offers such a rich tapestry of socio-economic reality. I can’t ever forget that where some roads are paved with gold, just five minutes further I can find heroin for $5.
Another part makes me sad that some people never had it easy, and grew up in generational poverty. I’ve always been middle-class. That’s where I land. I’m average. Mediocre. I’m never broke and I’m never flush with cash. I’m not beautiful, and I’m not ugly. I’m not a genius, yet I’m not stupid. I’m simply normal. I’m happy in my little shoe.
Life is a joke, and then we die. Some find this sentiment morbid, and depressing. On the contrary, I find it refreshing. Humorous in its cruelty. Macabre never seemed so sane.
Play Me, I’m Yours — Part I
In 2015 Toronto will host the Pan Am/Parapan Am Games. July 11 marked the three-year countdown to the opening ceremonies, and to commemorate the occasion 41 pianos, representing 41 countries, have been installed throughout the streets of Toronto. They will remain on display until July 31.
Each piano has been painted by an artist from the country it represents. Located in public parks, streets and squares, they are available for any member of the public to play and enjoy.
The project is titled Play Me, I’m Yours, and my goal is to photograph each piano at each location. So far I’ve found eight. More to come…
Note: The piano in St. Lawrence Market has been moved to inside the gazebo in St. James Park.
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Guess who’s coming home?
Maude will soon be discharged from the hospital. Every day she gets a little stronger. She’s eating and drinking on her own now, and can hold her body weight. Soon she’ll be walking without assistance. I took a couple photos from this morning’s visit. I’m so happy that she’s going to be okay.











































I possess great compassion and seek to be of service to others.