Category Archives: Urban photography

Valparaiso, Chile

Valparaiso, city of street artists

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River Work

What is that guy doing in that river?  Building a fish trap?  A spirit catcher, maybe? Image

Photo above  links to a Flickr set I took.  I could work for days on a sculpture and, in the end, be less true than this man’s work emerging piece after piece over a couple of hours from the river’s rocks, his hands and his spirit.

For more of his river work, check out this post on Blog T.O

Tomato in the rain

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Tomato in the rain, a set on Flickr.

Spring, hot and rain
Summer, cool and rain
September tomato in the rain,
Waiting for the sun,
Waiting for some one
To take him home

Disney Concert Hall – a Frank Gehry job – LA

Flickr ‘faved’ my shot of this hall in L.A. – that’s a compliment!

Monarch’s Garden

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Monarch’s Garden, a set on Flickr.

Heading south, the Monarch’s enjoy a snack in our garden before crossing Lake Ontario

Sculpture – Mother of Queens

For the past 1-1/2 year, I have been concentrating on sculpture.  Much of what I have done is virtually impossible to photograph, but I will publish some of my recent work that is more accessible to a camera.  The subjects of the first posts are pieces inspired by Chess, made  with the advice and support of  mentors at Al Green Sculpture Studio in Toronto

Mother of Queens-8033102‘Mother of Queens’, on my Flickr site, was the prototype for a complete collection of chess pieces.  She was in that sense the mother of them all, and she was the inspiration for the Queen of the set.

At the moment, she stands at the mouth of the harbour of Humber Bay, Toronto.  Is she a guardian, or is she a waiting soul remembering someone lost?  Maybe both; none of us is simple, and the longer we are around the more tangled is our gestalt until, perhaps, we free ourselves of our complexities.  Regardless, she shows her age, her experience, her wisdom.

Later, you will meet her progeny, freshly minted and looking, perhaps, as she did at one time.

cranes with wings

After the frenetic freeways and screaming subways, I invite you to slip into something more comfortable, a  kayak for example, and come down the Humber River in Toronto. Here, the cranes have wings and like their privacy and quiet.  In a kayak, I share their place, not quite trusted by these locals, but tolerated as long as I don’t disturb the neighborhood.  I can do that – it’s worth it.