Gotta find a new trick. Feeling a bit lost today – must be the weather…
that’s it.
"to see the world in a grain of sand..."
Gotta find a new trick. Feeling a bit lost today – must be the weather…
that’s it.
Don’t you yearn for those HOT summer nights, when you’re still sweating at midnight, and the crickets are going mad? When a barking dog’s howl from miles away lingers in the heavy air, and seems like he was right under your window? Maybe you almost detect the faint smell of bonfire smoke as it drifts your way languidly. Don’t you want to feel that warm sultry summer breeze against your skin as you take a minight stroll with your pup?
Don’t you need to hear the waves gently rolling into the shore, breaking softly like a repetitive rhythmic rhyme, swaying you into a dreamlike state… “to sleep, perchance to Dream”
Don’t you want to be warm!!!!!! Oh how I need the summer back.
No, I haven’t forgotten about you…how could I!? Just a little distracted this week…. But I know I did promise more about the Lightroom Gallery temtplates for the iPhone, so here’s the link.
These sweet litttle galleries are so easy to make, even if you don’t have an iPhone, you’ll want to use them: Lightroom iPhone Gallery template.
The panorama workshops were a hit and apparently the people at Nodal Ninja have been getting a few calls as a result of my workshop. hehehe. Wait till the Winnipeg South Photo Club workshops start!!!Look out NN!! Next week I will update the panorama pages here and the tutorial will be available for everyone.
And finally, even though my “contraption” is not finished (not even started – just heaping sheets of cardboard on my dining room table!) I couldn’t resist trying out the OLD Duaflex.
So now you know what I’ve been exploring this week. Next, why a decidedly lo-tech 1943 Kodak Duaflex???
drum roll, please….
The newest/oldest member of my family.
Wait till you see what THIS baby can do!
I’m off the The Gates tonite for a bit of a celebration unrelated to the Duaflex, but I should show up with it in hand, then they’ll all KNOW how crazy I really am. I think I will actually do that!)
Have a great weekend
Back in October a horrible, shameful and unimaginable event happened.
A man died in the Emergency waiting room of our city’s biggest hospital. I suppose that is not too shocking of itself, but this poor man spent over 34 hours there before he died in silence, and alone. That is over a day and a half waiting for help; and this city is NOT New York or Toronto. Our ERs are not that busy. And worse still, he was not found for many hours after that. And he didn’t have to die. If he had been attended to as is customary for a caring hospital ER he would have lived. You think he would have deserved SOME attention, becasue despsite everything else, he was confined to a wheelchair, after having both legs amputated years earlier.
But the Hospital medial staff, it seems ignored him. Even after the maintenance staff tried to get them to help after the man began to vomit.
This has been an ongoing story for months. We have all taked about “the poor guy who died at HSC.” We all know who you mean. But till today he was “just a poor guy”, sure he had a name, Brian Sinclair. Most of us will not remember that a few years from now. But as of today, we will will remember HIM – his picture was published today in the Winnipeg Free Press.
And what a photo it is. It made me cry. It’s not just a “mugshot”, or an old blurry family snapshot. Or a news photo of the poor homeless man with no legs. Nope. A human being actually took the time to stop Brian Sinclair one day last year as he wheeled down the sidewalk, and asked to take his picture. Maurice Bruneau captured an amazing portait that is now burned into the souls of each person who sees it. Now we can all FEEL a bit of the soul of Brian Sinclair. He’s no longer just a story, he is a real person, and through this photograph we can glimpse into the person that he was.
He is not just a down and out bum, a homless man, with lots of troubles. Take a look at his face. He has dignity and pride and spirit.
And that, my friends, is the power of a photograph.
And if it moves you the way it moved me please consider making a donation to an organization or charity in your community that helps the homeless, the addicted and the socially marginalized.
Read the entire sordid saga about his death here.
…and never underestimate the power of one small photograph.