Coffee Lover

Wandered down to Queen Street West for the first time in months on this glorious Sunday afternoon and decided to do some street shooting. This gentleman was sitting on the stoop of a walk-up enjoying a cup of coffee from the franchise next door.

Cyclist on Queen Street West

One of the challenges of street photography is getting your camera settings right. This isn't always possible, especially if you're paying attention to one thing and something entirely different but much more interesting suddenly happens in your peripheral vision. You may find yourself swinging around and going from photographing a still life to capturing motion and there's not enough time to adjust. So you point the camera, press the shutter button and hope for the best.

Welcome to the Porta-Mall (Buskerfest '08)

I'm getting that sense of déjà vu: that been there, done that, bought the overpriced t-shirt feeling that hits when I find myself in shopping malls or when I’m driving past the umpteenth complex of big box stores that dot the 401. It’s not a comfortable or comforting thought: I’m being sold the same old junk by the same people, except that I’m not in a shopping centre: I’m out on Toronto’s Front Street ostensibly enjoying Buskerfest, a four-day-long public festival dedicated to street performers from around the world.



Sure, the whole thing receives massive corporate sponsorship. There are bank and TV network logos plastered everywhere. And I can live with that. After all, I’m savvy enough to see past the barrage of advertising and I do ascribe to the notion that the wealthiest segments of our society (be they individuals or corporations) should pay to bring art to the masses. But I can’t see the artists for the all the junk for sale. For every performance space there are at least a dozen merchandise tents. Buskerfest, it seems, is not so much an festival of the arts as it is an open air shopping mall.



And just as your typical mall has a standard set of vendors hawking a standard set of wares, Buskerfest features the stalwarts of the urban street fair scene. Here’s your purveyor of mass-produced African sculptures. There, there and there are your sellers of “handmade” jewellery assembled with store-bought beads and baubles. Walk half a block for crappy five-dollar sun glasses. Stop at the corner for made-in-China hempware that has nothing to do with sustainable development. You get the picture. Food and merchandise vendors line either side of the street and the bulk of pedestrian traffic on the closed-off thoroughfare gravitates to these tents. Sadly, it seems, the urge to shop is far greater in most people than the desire to witness a performance.

The Old and the New

Once upon a time, Levi's were the dress uniform of the working poor. These days they're just another luxury item sold through a chain of brand-specific stores in shopping malls around the world. The image below, snapped just west of Toronto's Eaton Centre (a shopping complex that spans an entire city block) shows the contrast between the old and the new. The ad on the side of the bus shelter romances affluent buyers with a nostalgic and highly-glamourized image of a working man (playing on the iconography of Marlon Brando in A Streetcar Named Desire) while the stolen shopping cart containing a homeless person's possessions reveals the reality of urban poverty today.

Summer Games

And I don't mean the Beijing Olympics (which are nothing more than a two week infomercial for pharmaceuticals and crappy consumer goods) but the games people play in towns and cities around the world. In most places, the game of choice is soccer, which is ever more popular in North America. The pictures below were taken in a nearby park. The second one features players who have repurposed the outfield of a baseball diamond as there is no soccer pitch at this facility. These images are meant to convey the joy of play which is sadly absent in the increasingly commercialized and ever less meaningful Olympics.

Stock Photograph?

Although this is a candid shot, it looks staged to my eyes. Perhaps it's the upward tilt of the woman's head and her wide smile. Commercial photography, especially stock photography, has a distinct vocabulary and simulations of the expression on this woman's face have become part of a visual vernacular exhorting us to buy things we don't really need. Simultaneously, this shot conveys one of the great benefits of digital photography: the ability to instantaneously view a shot and to share it with others has made the art a far less solitary pursuit than it once was.

Summer Dress

Taking a cue from The Sartorialist, I snapped this passer-by in a breezy summer dress. It takes a great deal of self-confidence to pull off this look and this has left me wondering whether the clothes make the person or vice-versa. How do you feel about your clothes? Does your wardrobe boost your confidence level or does your innate sense of self-worth shine through no matter what you're wearing? Do the clothes make you? The other way around? Or a little of both?

Cop Daddy

Continuing with the fetish theme, here's an older gent dressed up in a stylized police uniform. Notions of power and submission to authority are key components of fetish roleplaying. Perhaps by relegating power to the controlled abstracted environment of fantasy it becomes easier to deal with abuses of power and consequent feelings of helplessness they generate in the real world.

Leather Daddy at the Fetish Fair

One of the admirable things about the leather community is that there is far less age-based discrimination than in other gay subcultures. This picture was taken Sunday afternoon at the Church Street Fetish Fair, here in Toronto.

King Street Subway Entrance

The comings and goings at the entrance to the King Street subway station as a Streetcar arrives. One of the advantages of working weekends is reduced congestion on public transit. Were this a weekday afternoon, there would be five times more people in this shot.

Enza Supermodel

Enza "Supermodel" Anderson was this year's grand marshall at the Pride Parade, among her many accomplishments, she has run for public office, coming in second in the Toronto Mayoralty race in 2000. In 2002, she tried to run for the leadership of the right-wing Canadian Alliance Party, but failed to raise the necessary $25,000. She also writes the On the Move person-on-the-street column for the Toronto edition of the Metro daily paper, in which she profiles a different random Torontonian every day. As always, she looked fabulous performing her duties as this year's honoree.

iPod Silent Dance at Dundas Square

Last night, at the stroke of midnight, Toronto's Dundas Square was transformed into a silent dance hall as dozens of revellers donned earbuds and headphones and danced to the beat of their favourite music at Toronto's first Silent Dance Party, held in conjunction with the city-wide Luminato festival. Under a canopy of lit balloons, the joyous party was as strangely compelling tableau for its silence and the sight of various dancers, each one moving to a different rhythm.

Die Yuppie Scum

Attitude at its finest!

Out on the Street

Two friends chat while waiting for the light to change at the corner of Church and Wellesley