A Year in Photos - Where did 2014 go?!!

I think this will be my last blog post for the year, as we fly out to Vietnam shortly, arriving 3 days later.  Yes, Three.Full.Days.Later.  The beauty of flying via points is that you get to take the incredibly scenic milk run to Houston, before departing for Tokyo, and then finally arriving in Ho Chi Minh on Christmas Eve.  Apparently, Santa thinks I've been a terrible person this year, and gifted me this steaming pile of a flight itinerary.

On the bright side, we'll be celebrating my brother's wedding later this week in Ho Chi Minh.  Do you think they do conga lines at weddings over there?   I ask only because I really want to make a lame pun about Viet Conga lines.  Ha.  Uggghhh...

Anyways, as I reflect back on 2014, I thought I would revisit some photos taken throughout the past year and a bit.  Our year was more serious than usual, with the passing of a dear family member, and there were less shenanigans and adventures than years past.  But photographically, I've grown, and my style has definitely evolved.  Looking forward to seeing what this coming year has in store for us.

If I don't talk with you all beforehand, have yourselves a happy holiday season, filled with love, laughter, and lesbians.  (I just wanted to see if anyone actually reads what I write.) If lesbians are your thing, then I hope you get your fill for Christmas.

Oh, and because I'm a sucker for milestones, this is my 501st blog entry here. Who knew I'd be so prolific. While about 495 of them are pure crap, I hope you've been at least mildly entertained by one or two.

See you in Oh-Fifteen!


Previous annual mosaics: 2013 | 2012 | 2011 | 2010 | 2009

Custom Holiday Bokeh (warning - PENISES ahead)

Christmas lights means it's time for a little custom holiday bokeh. The airplane and heart shaped custom bokeh were cut out by yours truly, while the remaining shapes and words (PENIS!) were courtesy of a surprise package from Marc. I was going to say "courtesy of Marc's package", but we gotta draw the line somewhere. Santa's watching your every move, you know.

These were shot at the X-mas lights display at Confederation Park.




CAMERA BOKEH!!! SO MANY CAMERAS!!!


Marc's package... contained this Penis bokeh cutout.


SO MUCH PENIS-KEH!!!


Camera, in Japanese.






Ma-ku (Marc), in Japanese.


Camera tree!

If you're new to photography, and are interested in custom bokeh, check out this post from a million years ago.

Beer and Cameras? Okay, TAKE MY MONEY, DAMMIT!

Beer? Check. Camera? Check. Okay, TAKE MY MONEY, DAMMIT! This beer practically has my name written all over it. New Belgium Brewing has combined two of my vices into a 6-pack of irresistible temptation. They had me at the camera on the label, but then they went and brewed a delicious unfiltered wheat beer to go inside the bottles. New Belgium - 1. My Wallet - 0.







The camera featured on this label is a Kodak Instamatic 104, from the early 60's. I don't own one, but I feel like I need to now. Damn you, New Belgium Brewing!!!

Photographing the Pupils - Part IV

My latest students graciously agreed to sit for some film portraits last night, continuing my personal portrait series, "Photographing the Pupils". This will be the last set of students I teach this year, as we head out to Asia in a couple weeks, so I'm really happy with how these turned out so contrasty and moody.

Shot with the Kiev 88, Arsat 80mm f/2.8 lens, and long expired Kodak T-Max 400. Developed in Rodinol 1:24, at 68 deg. F for 13:00 (pushed one stop).

Acceptable Behaviours for Semi-Professional Office Environments for Dummies

I realize there isn't an "Acceptable Behaviours for Semi-Professional Office Environments for Dummies" book, but similar to farting in an elevator, washing your feet in the sink seems like one of those unspoken DON'T DO IT practices.

Okay, so rewind. Around 2:00pm this afternoon, I've had far too much double double steeped tea and other liquids for one day, and head towards the men's room down the hallway from our office. As I enter the two stall + one urinal washroom, I'm slightly taken aback by the strange sight of a dude standing barefoot on a wad of paper towels, with his other foot plopped in the sink where people wash their hands (and some folks brush their teeth in). For a second, I confusedly thought I'd accidentally wandered into the washroom of some ghetto fast food joint in a sketchy part of town. That would have seemed par for the course. But no, this was an employee (I see him fairly often on my floor) in a government building, with his khaki pant legs rolled up, standing with one foot in the waist height sink, washing his feet. And there are a set of showers just down the hall, so what would prompt him to think, "I need to take off my shoes and socks in this washroom right now, and scrub me some toejam into the sink" ...?

People are strange.


Since we're on the topic of people's feet in public, here's a dude in New York City, putting socks on.


A couple minutes later, and he hasn't made much progress.


And a few more minutes after that. He's swapped feet, but still appears to be struggling with this task.