St Martins, the Cold one.

Picture taken in St Martins, New Brunswick, on Thanksgiving with fam jam.

I edited it, do you like the colour correction, friend?

Od Yavo Shalom Aleinu

This Picture was taken in the former Jewish Quarter in the village of Tykocin in May 2011, in the province of Bialystok, Poland.

When we think of the Holocaust it is easy to forget the magnitude of what was lost. The only stories we have are those of the small handful of survivors, and we forget the stories of each of the millions upon millions of lives that were perished.

In the village of Tykocin there are virtually no survivors. In August of 1941, the Nazi Einsatsgroupen transported over 1400 Jews from the city to the nearby forest where three pits had been dug, and shot them one by one by one. There is now no Jewish community in Tykocin, just vestiges of the past and an emptiness which reminds you of all the lives that were lost. When you look at this picture, don't think about what you see; think about the people you are not seeing.

The LSD No-No

I haven't been taking many pictures, but I'm planning on getting a DSLR so I can improve the quality of my work.

But an important component of aesthetic engagement is creating videos and since I've been studying short films I figure I might as well start to share the films that I like. I can't really analyze them, I haven't honed that skill yet...

Happy Holidays

...from my roommate and her snake.

Beach Babe

This is the beach on the highway to Paraparaumu, New Zealand. In the background is Kapiti Island, also known as 'King Kong's Island' from the Peter Jackson movie.

This photo was taken in the middle of June, aka Winter in New Zealand. It would take a soul braver than I to get any closer to this water.

No Explanations...

...just aesthetic engagement.

Maritime Museum, Byron Bay, Australia.

Sunset, UBC, Vancouver, Canada

Sunset, Lake Tekapo, New Zealand

Accidental photo of my mitten, Tekapo, New Zealand

Mrs Parker and the Vicious Circle

It's intimidating when 1000 hungry parrots fly around your head. It made me feel like Antonio Banderas' mother-in-law in that Hitchcock movie. But I managed to get some fair photos.