Wednesday, November 24, 2010

skies over the Straight of Georgia

From Schmidt & Weston blog

It takes 5 hours for me to travel 80 km to visit my parents on Saltspring Island.

On the plus side, I get to take 2 boat rides and with the aid of an ipod and a decent pair of headphones, I can pretend that I'm mostly alone.

Monday, November 22, 2010

Riel Hahn reads from a book about trolls and then she sings

la petite méchante

This chilling bit of lost footage was found in our Montréal apartment.

Originally, I thought I would release this on Halloween, but as noted in another post, Halloween has completely lost any of the fear factor of yore. I blame the parents.

Sunday, November 21, 2010

neighbourhood meeting

There is an awful lot that goes on even when it seems like there isn't.

Friday, November 19, 2010

45 minutes in 45 seconds

In the ultimate show of video production laziness, I set up my tripod and camera in front of my window and let loose the time lapse program that I have ignored for too long. There is no sound, just 45 minutes condensed into 45 seconds. What I was hoping for was the promised snow storm, but I just got an overcast day, and thus a pretty uneventful view of Burrard Inlet.

Tuesday, November 16, 2010

stop it pigeon

From Schmidt & Weston blog

"Stop eating people's old French fries, pigeon; have some self respect! Don't you know you can fly?"

Friday, November 12, 2010

halloween failure

From Schmidt & Weston blog

Despite our continued efforts, no children came to our door this Halloween.

That means out of the 10 or so Halloweens that Carrie and I have enjoyed, only one of them resulted in anyone coming to our door.

We like little people. I have bought candy every year, only to have it eaten by the pair of us resulting in tummy aches because we have no self control when it comes to snacks.

Last year we had more than a dozen goblins and princesses come by for the goods. This year, nothing. I carved that pumpkin. You can tell I did because it looks like the effort of a deranged serial killer (as if there is another kind) with only a sharpened toothbrush as a carving implement, which is exactly the look I was going for.

Perhaps it is our pretend daughter La Petite Méchante (the other blurry photo) in the window that caused fear in pathetically paranoid parents. One block over, the childrens abounded. Not so much on our street. Too busy, I'm told. At night, a car might drive by every 5 minutes or so... I can see how parents would worry.

Anyway, thanks to modern day parents not letting children visit our front door (we saw some of you walk by with your little monsters... we know we were rejected by adults) and a severe lack of actually scary movies on the television, we ate all the candy and are now fat.

Thursday, November 4, 2010

Canzine West

This is my latest piece which was broadcast last night at midnight, on television. I had help, from Carrie and Valerie Vanderstappen, who has an excellent name. They helped find people to talk to and did all the talking and question asking for me. It was terribly nice to have help.


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