A number of you have sent messages inquiring about my whereabouts. What have I been doing? Am I okay? Is the blog still active? I want to thank you all, including those who remain silent but continue to check in for new content. I never would have expected to deviate from posting twice weekly on MBSB but the reason for it all has been rooted in the positive. I've been living in the present. I've gotten lost. In June I returned to Toronto, a city I previously lived in after an approximate four and a half year hiatus. I spent an estimated ten years of my life here and this is the first time I've been able to experience it in the way I truly desire. The … [Read more...]
Havana – Beauty In Decay
There is something hauntingly alluring about beauty in decay, particularly when the process is as organic as the subject. It's one of the reasons autumn is my favourite season. It's also one of the reasons I was originally attracted to Havana. I spent two days and no nights in Havana as I took day trips from Jibacoa to the capital. Many of the sites in this piece are ones that most travellers to Havana will visit on organized government tours; I tried to capture, perhaps, a different view of what many tourists photograph. At times, it was a challenge to not snap shots of foreigners in this Havana photo series. The buildings in this photo series provide a … [Read more...]
Havana – Everything Good, Bad And In Between Will Exist In Another
It's interesting slouching in a hard-backed wooden chair, wearing a black scarf and my roommate's hoodie, surrounded by ivy and white Christmas lights while attempting to conjure memories of my one week stay in Cuba six weeks gone. I'm in Toronto, I'm outside, it's September and the heat of Havana's pavement is so far away. My nose is cold and the sky is black. It's 8:27 pm. Cuba was a last-minute decision and Havana was a weird mix of a focus and an after-thought. This happens sometimes when I travel - I become ambivalent. Riding the present while concurrently possessing some sense of duty to the trip. Thoughts of what I should be doing, of what I may regret if I … [Read more...]
Full Circle Cuba – Returning To The Roots Of My Nomadic Life.
Four days ago sand filtered between my toes in Jibacoa, Cuba. Nine days ago lightening hit and blasted my ears in a boxing ring in Havana. Eleven days ago I said good-bye to my roommate in Toronto's Bloor West Village. Today I'm writing you from a new Toronto neighbourhood. A new home. A new landscape to dig deep into. It seems fitting that dancehall from a parked car mingles with the clicking of the keyboard as I write you. Tasting the sunshine in a downtown lush backyard is a rare event for me in Toronto. Over ten years of my life spent here within the past fifteen and this feels decadent. The decision to travel to Cuba was spontaneous. An invite from a … [Read more...]
The Montreal Jazz Saints – A Photo Series
The following photos were taken somewhere along rue Sainte-Catherine / Saint Catherine Street in Montreal, Quebec, Canada. A last minute invite to Montreal resulted in much time to wander Montreal's streets, appreciate the street art and feel the city. More photos of Montreal may be found in an earlier posted Montreal photo series. The following images struck me. They were found in a dirty alleyway, along the side of a building I forgot to identify. If you know where they may be found, please let us know! In the meantime, enjoy the Jazz Saints of … [Read more...]
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