Being so enamoured with the Fred Herzog exhibit at the Equinox Project Space it was decided that we would all go one more time to take it all in again. It just so happened that it was St. Patrick’s day as well, which created a lot of fodder for our collective creativity. Gathering a larger than expected group together, we browsed the gallery and after that made our way through Chinatown and Gastown. Here are a few of the shots I caught that day.
When she returned
from overseas, people
complained that she stood
too closely, sometimes they could
feel her breath, soured by late afternoon,
a moist jet of speech…
With time she retreated and people
began to feel better again.
The poem doesn’t contain any details or credit the author and it seems like a very odd place to put it as only those who happen to look up would catch it. Even if someone were to happen to look up, it would be difficult to read from street level. If anyone knows the details behind this interesting bit of found poetry, please let me know as I would love to hear the reasoning behind it.
This is Megan. Patrick Leung actually saw her walking down the street with her friend (whose name I believe was “Shab”, but she was too shy to have her photo taken). Even from across the road we spotted the vibrant flash of colour in her hair and scarf and Patrick was kind enough to prod me into chasing them down the street to to ask if I could take their portrait. Hesitating only a moment I bolted through traffic and after a bit of an awkward introduction, snapped the above photo.
Sandy, who I later found out was a makeup artist, was my second portrait of a stranger that day and she was very malleable in terms of direction. Between this photo and her “look miserable” face, I thought this was the more post worthy of the two.
I’d like to take this opportunity to thank all those who participated in this most recent #604PhotoWalk. It was a fun experience and as always a great way to spend the day!