All posts tagged: Record

Record: Bluffs

Thinking back to slightly warmer weekends and my favourite Fall weather. Procrastinating from writing my final papers means I go through a ton of content I meant to put up but never did. This set is from some time in October. I’ve been in Toronto for 6 and a half years now and never found time to make it to the bluffs, so my friends took me one weekend and it was stunning. Who knew Toronto’s lake shoreline would be so pretty? Something about ice cream, sunshine and benches… The shoreline is my favourite part of the world. I’m not really a deep sea person, nor am I an intense hiker, but I love the part of the earth where one unknown deep merges together with another unknown. Maybe it’s the way they overlap onto each other, or the way they greet and bid farewell to each well faithfully. The shoreline faces both ways, it is both things, it is beginning and also ending. I like the way the shoreline tells you that what you …

Record: On How Absence Is

I often think about why certain landscapes speak to me, follow my flows of feeling, thought and body to suss out a specific intersection of points that triggered such a reaction. These exist in my memory as affective moments, strong enough to move me to unwrap Estella from her pouch and look for a means of transcription, representation, and reconstruction. This set of instax snaps is also from my Taiwan 2014 trip, and these 4 images are very close to my heart. There is a strange sense of doubling in every photo, the presence of a something not quite there … which is to say, the photograph is the absence of  bodily experience within the landscape itself. How interesting that this visceral connect within and between my self and the environment is captured best when I have disappeared from the image altogether. Fog lowering like a cold, heavy curtain into the bamboo on top of 阿里山, in a mountain village. I have always loved rain, but this time the rain couldn’t fall on me; I was …

Record: Tobermory

I went for an AirBnB vacation weekend to Tobermory with some friends in late July, and we were blessed with amazing weather, and a really good time. Despite being quite sick for the entirety of the trip, I had enough Tylenol to keep me present enough to enjoy the sights, and even do a little bit of hiking. Ontario is a beautiful province, and many of its sights are hidden away out of public consciousness. I’m finally starting to explore these surrounding areas more intentionally, and with perfect summer weather, Canada is actually pretty awesome. Hiking to the Inglis Falls The Falls Visiting the shoreline of a local lake. Beautiful in a very quiet sort of way. Sunset at Sauble Beach Wildflowers always have my heart. The bluest lake we ever did see. Gorgeous, pristine, and freezing. The beach, with contrast of white rock and gradient lake. Fields as far as the eye can see. The land next to our AirBnB. The skies on the way home. As a group of mid-twentiers (haha), I find …

Record: There Was The Mountain Waiting

As I get older, I find that it becomes harder and harder to keep in touch. But I’ve also discovered that the friends I have held on to, mean many more things with each passing year. Besides the weight of shared memories, experiences and events that solidify these relationships, there is also the growing multi-relational positioning that I love. After the common experience of university, friends also become partners and lovers, become competitors in the job market or colleagues, become drinking buddies and hobby sharers. The little huddle of friends I have has evolved in many different ways over the years, but our fondness for gathering together to make a ruckus remains consistent. The people who show up have slowly changed over the years, as new friends are made, old friends fall out of touch or more often, leave the city for new adventures. But the feeling of comfort, of familiarity and of rest remains – over food, over new places, over fun activities. When we are together, there are basic tenets of acceptance, mutual understanding, …

Record: April 13th, 2015

There is a set of stairs in the building where I worked that isn’t used very often, and has this lovely sandy, rusty vibe to it. I really like to sit there, eat lunch and enjoy good weather. Spring making its comeback in all its loveliness. The yellow is almost too bright to look at for long. I’m quite partial to the smell of decay and growth happening at the same time. It’s also really nice to see leaves again after so much winter and snow. Sometimes the universe and I just happen to think alike. These will be named my sky jeans from now on. I went for a little trek in the park, which has a huge pit for unleashed dogs to bound around in. It was the most joyful thing, dogs just running amok everywhere within that green.