Happy Victoria Day!
20 . Student . Ryerson . Image Arts . Canadian
This River I step in
Is not the river I stand in.
The photographic essay of my everyday life with bits and pieces of things that catch my eye thrown in.
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This River I Step In;
This River I step in
Is not the river I stand in.
The photographic essay of my everyday life with bits and pieces of things that catch my eye thrown in.
My Flickr
My Postcards • Ask me anything
This River I Step In;
A few more scans from my wet plate collodion experiments on mirrors.
Life Update!
Today marks day 6 without a cellphone. My phone started acting up to the point that now when I put the battery in, it starts up and restarts again and again before it can fully load. I went to Rogers and they said my options are either a) pay a lot of money for a new phone b) pay a lot of money and upgrade to another 3 year contract or c) pay some money, try and get it fixed and wait a while for it to be returned from the repair place.
Also I picked up my print from the Maximum Exposure Third Year show (which is of this photo). Apparently I won Best in Show (I was working that night so I didn’t make it to the party) and apparently my prize is a solo show at the Stephen Bulger Camera Bar Gallery!
The all girls private school across the street from me decided to hold their annual “Cheer Off” today. I’ve had to shut every window, close every curtain, and put towels around the gap in the door to try and silence their screaming. After singing the entire soundtrack to Hairspray, showcasing their own renditions of Britney Spear’s Toxic, Gwen Stefani’s The Sweet Escape, and many more pop hits, retooling Rihanna’s Disturbia into a sports game cheer, and now moving on to the repetoire of High School Musical 1, 2 and 3, I think I’ve had enough.
Edit: Did I mention they did a mash up of Hockey Night in Canada + Get Ready for This + O Canada
200 Years ago today, American Forces invaded Toronto
Almost 200 British, Canadian and Indian defenders shed blood in the Battle of York (Toronto), and their sacrifice deserves to be remembered. No date in the city’s history is richer with drama and consequence than April 27, 1813.
Late on the previous day an American fleet of 14 warships had arrived from Sackets Harbor, New York, carrying an invading army of up to 1,800 men. The defenders of Toronto, then called York, had less than half that number. Enemy troops began rowing ashore in the early morning, landing just west of where the Canadian National Exhibition stands now. They were met by a small force of Indian warriors, which they pushed aside. Then British regular troops attacked, desperately trying to stem the invading tide.
In a controversial decision the British commander, Major Gen. Roger Hale Sheaffe, concluded that resistance was hopeless. He withdrew his regulars and had them retreat to Kingston.
With Fort York on the verge of capture, an order was given to detonate its huge supply of gunpowder. The resulting blast was heard on the other side of Lake Ontario. Stones, timber and other debris were flung almost half a kilometre with devastating effect.
York was captured despite the 40 or so American losses from the explosion, and beginning the next day the town was plundered. Homes were looted and buildings housing the Legislative Assembly, at Front and Parliament Sts, were burned before the Americans sailed away on May 8.
Outrage over that wanton destruction inspired British forces to invade Washington a year later, including setting fire to the White House (the only time a foreign army has invaded Washington DC). And it had another, more important effect. Anger over the fate of York and the heartless burning of Newark (now Niagara-on-the-Lake) in December of that year galvanized Canadian resistance in the War of 1812 and helped give shape to an emerging Canadian Identity.
(Source: thestar.com)
And with that last exam, dinner, and post-exam nap, I’m done third year!
I’m in the homestretch and after tomorrow, I’ll basically be a free man. In the mean time, here’s a raw film scan from Grenadier Pond.
