Lost Disposables

When I go places, I take (or purchase) a disposible camera.

Now, this might seem pretty ordinary, but if you mix a disposible camera with a forgetful, messy and absent minded person like myself, you can usually count on never seeing those photos. At least not for another year.

For example: this roll from Calgary and early Spring of last year.

Or maybe the year before....



This balcony was the place to be for that whole summer. Girls singing to girls, girls smoking smokes, and laughing at other girls' jokes. I miss you, summer balcony.


I remember this day being unseasonably but welcomingly warm.


I don`t usually like being in photos, and this captures my `Whaddya want me to do, huh` face


Chloe`s my God.


My bite`s worse than my bark.


Hotel living in Calgary


This is my best friend Ben in Calgary, where we are mowing down on a special indoor BBQ. I miss him. Check out that sweet plate he made.

MY CITY HAS FREE LOCAL MAIL

Seriously.

It's called City Mail.



Several handmade mailboxes speckle the city in places like the downtown library and your favourite coffee shop or the art gallery on the corner. You drop your mail in, and it gets delivered to anywhere in the city.

This exists.

A newsletter is distributed monthly with the mail to let you know what's going on and what's coming up. Maybe the newsletter includes a musical questionnaire, and once you fill it out and send it back, maybe you get a personalized mix tape to suit your tastes. That happenned one time.

You can send mail-a-grams to your friends all over the city and choose to send things like poetry, handmade soaps and delicious treats.





Don't you wish every city had this? I do.

(Photos were taken at Nocturne last year. One night a year, art is EVERYWHERE in the city. Weird parades in the streets, fire circuses in churches, films playing on the sides of buildings, and even post offices in closed down photo stores)