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I am not kid oriented…but I do love these little baby Vans. How can you not. I put the little baby one insde the adult one and it reminded me of a swan carrying its cygnet…. maybe it’s just me though…. probably…  

Playing with tilt-shift generator provides some fun with blur…. Vancouver is so shiny and new compared to so many cities in the world. Canada itself is a pretty new place when you compare its history with Europe and Asia.

I have this insane thing about grammar….. It’s certainly not like my grammar is perfect. Far from it. But there are just some things that drive me crazy, particularly when they are written. It’s not that difficult to ask someone to look something over. You simply would not believe what I get sent from fourth year University students in my courses.…

I love the written word, but I wonder how much longer it will exist. I’d like to think forever, but the next generation is the text generation and not only can many of them not form a formal communication, their actual ability to pick up a pen and write is shockingly bad. Kindle is trying to kill paper novels, text…

The emptiness of the early morning airport terminal. I was waiting for Kirk to arrive home from somewhere and the airport seemed so empty. Maybe because it was. This one person was watching something on a television screen, but it almost felt like they were waiting and hoping that their luggage would materialize after everyone else had left…. The reality…

If memory serves, I probably picked this urchin test up somewhere out in Bamfield. It then sat in a planter for the next many years before being pulled out and set on this reflective piece of black acrylic inside a light box.  

There’s nothing like a good hunk of metal against a sky to call out for black and white processing… The Lion’s Gate Bridge separates the North Shore (North and West Vancouver) from downtown Vancouver. To me, when I cross it in a northern direction, it means home… Officially known as the First Narrows Bridge, the Lion’s Gate Bridge is a suspension…

The venerable “they” say that the last human instinct is to look up. And yet, there are so many interesting things to see when we look up. I think we need to all look up more often. Up from our desks, up from the ground, up from the television, up from our own self absorption. Maybe if we looked up, even…

For me there is an emotion to this scene, a sadness that something once hoped for was lost, a dream was destroyed. The Olympic games came to Greece in 2004, they left debt and broken dreams. I don’t know if this was from that time, I’m guessing it was. It looked like a dream someone had, a beachfront restaurant. Now…