The brownie camera and sharing photographs
Happy New Year to you all and all the very best for 2012!
I have a question for you. Did you take any pictures when ringing in the new year? most likely you did or somebody at your party did. I know I did and I know I took a lot and I wasn’t the only one at our little gathering. What was your camera? I was going between an iphone and a Leica M6. It used to be that people took a few snaps a year but now we’ve seemed to gone trigger happy, having an obsession of documenting every second of our life. I recently found these photos of people being photographed with their Brownie cameras and then coincidentally came across the images of Erik Kessels installation at Foam Gallery of what it would look like when printing the amount of images uploaded to Flickr in 24 hours. Photography has come a long way.
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Happy Holidays, 2011
This is my grandfather dressed as ol’ Santy, posing for a Christmas snap with his grandmother. My grandfather is now 95 years old, although less nimble and less of a partier he still gets that twinkle in his eye and is very much alive. So for this holiday season I wish you all to never loose that spark and happiness. Enjoy your family and friends and I’m looking forward to another year with you all.
Alexander Henderson – Winter 1870s

© McCord Museum - photographer Alexander Henderson. Cutting ice, St. Lawrence River near Victoria Bridge, Montreal, QC, circa 1870
Winter hasn’t yet arrived in Montreal. Sure it’s getting a little cold but no snow. I haven’t really been wearing my winter boots yet. Every year winter seems to be arriving a little later and summer stays a little longer. I don’t love winter, on the contrary I’m one of those that usually hibernates and only goes out when necessary. All this to say is that it feels odd this warmish weather. So to revive winter and all it’s whiteness and coldness here are some photographs taken in Montreal in the late 1800s by Alexander Henderson.
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Iva Zimova
I don’t know many photographers, or I should say people, like Iva Zimova. We have been friends for a while now but I had heard so many stories about Iva before even meeting her that I can’t pinpoint the exact moment we talked or met. I know it was between 2003 and 2005 because I was in the photography program at Dawson, which she had aslo studied at and consequently had the same teachers as I did, hence the stories.
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Restoring Photographs
March 11, 2011, the devastating tsunami hit Japan and killed over 15,000 people and left thousands without homes. I couldn’t imagine then nor can I now, how it would be to experience such a traumatic event. Recently, I came across a documentary on the Guardian website, showing a mass movement of volunteers restoring photographs that were damaged in the diaster.
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