The essence of Toronto

I’ve been trying to photograph toronto since I came here. I have fancy SLR cameras of varying capabilities. I have various lenses covering focal lengths from 18mm to 135mm. I know much about film, exposure, composition, light. And still, none of my photos compare to this one taken on a 1$ 110 sized pocket camera by my ex girlfriend. The cost of the camera was, however, offset by the 25$ processing costs for the film.


I actually enjoy these so…

1. I’ll respond with something random about you
2. I’ll challenge you to try something
3. I’ll pick a color that I associate with you
4. I’ll tell you something I like about you
5. I’ll tell you my first/clearest memory of you
6. I’ll tell you what animal you remind me of
7. I’ll ask you something I’ve always wanted to ask you
8. If I do this for you, you must post this on yours

World Cup Round of 8

I am doing well – 7/8 for my round of 16 predictions. In fact, few modifications need to be made to my original round of 8 predictions. The only difference is which beat up team England will beat in the quarter finals

Germany over Argentina
Italy over the Ukrain
England over Portugal (-4)
France over Brazil (still hoping France can come through with this one)

My semi finals and finals predictions remain constant:

Germany over Italy

England over France

and finals

England over Germany

The Value in Danger?

I’ve decided to make a post entitled “the value in danger”, because I want to see if any others think there is a value in danger. I do not mean a value in the appearence of danger, a value in being frightened by an actually safe activity which makes one fear for one’s life. Neither do I mean is it worthwhile to risk danger against some beneficial activity (not doing this would mean ceasing to exist, to say life is a series of calculated risks is an empty tautology and thus needs not be repeated). I mean, is there a value in danger itself, as danger. Standing atop a cliff – like when Dave climbed over the fence at the power dam in Arizona. This was not merely percieved danger but actual danger. If there was some value in the act, it appears that it derives from the actuality of the danger and not from its perception. Neither is it a calculated risk in the sense that the danger is minimized and satisfaction maximized by a series of precautions. The lack of precaution, the relative danger, seemed itself to be the significance of the act. Can this significance be re-contained in the calculative dynamic by calling it calculated risk as such – one calculates the risk one is willing to risk merely for the sake of risking life or limb?

Or might there be a more poetic meaning to danger. Might not wearing a helmet for example, whether in hockey, cycling, motorcycling, be something that is at the same time both calculative foolishness and poetic transcendance? Might the disregard for calculative safeguarding be interpreted as a disregard not in life as such but in calculation as such? For while the cost for disregarding life may be high, the cost for never disregarding calculation may be higher. For it would mean man had lost what was poetic in its existence.

World Cup predictions

Germany over Sweden
Argentina over Mexico
Italy over Australia (awww)
Ukrain over Swiss
England over Ecuador
Netherlands over Portugal
Brazil over Ghana
France over Spain

Germany over Argentina
Italy over the Ukrain
England over Netherlands
France over Brazil

Germany over Italy
England over France

England over Germany

Mica’s video

Since mica is in the finals, and the software allows some people to vote everyday, I’m putting another post of

online. I’d really appreciate it if you voted for him again. If he wins, its 500$ more towards Canadian Breast cancer that will otherwise go to an evil foreign charity. You don’t want the foreigners getting all the cancer research do you? Do you hate people with cancer? You racist!