Dear Jack,
You inspired us, you fought for us, you gave us a reason to hope.
We will miss you and your mustache
Love,
S&e
Friday, August 26, 2011
Sunday, May 8, 2011
For urban enthusiasts and documentary lovers everywhere
By the banks of the LaChine canal, against a backdrop of industrial red brick and iron, 12 film-makers document a 'day in the life' of 12 residents of St. Henri, Montreal. And it literally is a day, one day of filming; the 26th of August. That's quite the feat right? Beautiful, desaturated images of St. Henri and heart-warming characters flicker across the screen to an original score by Patrick Watson-- a perfect way to end a weekend of Hot Docs.
(And an easy post after a 3-month hiatus! Did e & I run out of content, inspiration or time? Or all of the above?)
S.
Official trailer: St-Henri, the 26th of August from Parabola Films on Vimeo.
PS. Blackpower Mixtape 1967-1975
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(And an easy post after a 3-month hiatus! Did e & I run out of content, inspiration or time? Or all of the above?)
S.
Official trailer: St-Henri, the 26th of August from Parabola Films on Vimeo.
PS. Blackpower Mixtape 1967-1975
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Saturday, February 12, 2011
Kids skating at Dufferin Grove Park...
...on my way home from work (in December...). I couldn't resist. How pretty is the sky? The rink is so full! Walking through the park is the best part of my day.
S.
S.
Wednesday, February 2, 2011
Egon Schiele meets Modigliani on stage?
I decided to treat myself to the theatre the other night at Harbourfront's Fleck Dance Theatre. While taking advantage of art and culture in Toronto might be a New Year's resolution, this last minute decision was inspired by the following image in the Toronto Star:
Stylistically and emotionally, it resonated with me - Egon Schiele meets Modigliani on stage? I had to see it.
Questo buio Feroce, The Wild Darkness, is a contemporary performance by an Italian theatre company that draws inspiration from the lives of the socially excluded, to the extent that "non professional" actors are included in the company. "Non professional" actors meaning street-involved persons and political prisoners with no formal training. The theatre piece was adapted from essays and memoirs of American writer, Harold Brodkey, capturing his journey towards death while fighting a long battle with AIDS.
I had an idea that it might be dark and artsy, but wasn't quite prepared. Questo buio Feroce was an hour and a half of very disjointed dream-like sequences, interspersed with comedic acts, dances, a karaoke performance and eerie theatrics. It was minimalistic in that it was just a white box, with few props, but way out there with costumes and make-up. Think Venician carnival meets 80's drag show. Despite not being able to understand the entire performance, themes somehow came across and were beautifully illustrated, from lust and longing, the war on mens' bodies by the medical world, to death and dying. Although the more carnival-esque aspects were out of my comfort zone, and the drawn out scenes made me squirm in my seat, the play inspired me enough to want to share the trailer with you. (And the music was great, especially the use of the theme music from In the Mood for Love! I'm a big fan.)
Plus you never know what you're going to find at Harbourfront...we stumbled across a few vernissages to top of our night. More art we didn't quite "get". Who knew that Harbourfront in the winter could be this much fun?
S.
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| Taken from the Toronto Star- article 929182 |
Questo buio Feroce, The Wild Darkness, is a contemporary performance by an Italian theatre company that draws inspiration from the lives of the socially excluded, to the extent that "non professional" actors are included in the company. "Non professional" actors meaning street-involved persons and political prisoners with no formal training. The theatre piece was adapted from essays and memoirs of American writer, Harold Brodkey, capturing his journey towards death while fighting a long battle with AIDS.
I had an idea that it might be dark and artsy, but wasn't quite prepared. Questo buio Feroce was an hour and a half of very disjointed dream-like sequences, interspersed with comedic acts, dances, a karaoke performance and eerie theatrics. It was minimalistic in that it was just a white box, with few props, but way out there with costumes and make-up. Think Venician carnival meets 80's drag show. Despite not being able to understand the entire performance, themes somehow came across and were beautifully illustrated, from lust and longing, the war on mens' bodies by the medical world, to death and dying. Although the more carnival-esque aspects were out of my comfort zone, and the drawn out scenes made me squirm in my seat, the play inspired me enough to want to share the trailer with you. (And the music was great, especially the use of the theme music from In the Mood for Love! I'm a big fan.)
Plus you never know what you're going to find at Harbourfront...we stumbled across a few vernissages to top of our night. More art we didn't quite "get". Who knew that Harbourfront in the winter could be this much fun?
S.
Wednesday, December 29, 2010
Did the Raptors score another goal?
The Raptors beat the Wizards!
But more importantly, we got to eat really fancy and expensive french fries.
Have you heard about them? Famous Toronto chef Jamie Kennedy (not the comedian, I made the same mistake) decided the ACC needed something a bit more gourmet, so he opened up a fancy fry shop. There was a big sign at the ACC entrance, but for some reason, no one working on the 3rd floor knew anything about a fry stand. So I guess the $8 cone of fried potato sticks is still not the working person's food.
It literally is almost $8, and you get either chili or cider mayo squirted on top (the chili looks like cheez whiz). Were they delicious? YES, they were. Slightly herby, perfectly fried, and really tasty. And that chili mayo was scrumptious. I'd like to say that I wouldn't spend that much money on fries again, but to be honest, if I found myself at the ACC, I just might splurge again.
mmm. I want some now.
Oh ya, and the Raptors won! And Drake was sitting court side.
e
Thursday, December 9, 2010
"Sorry for the inconvenience"
You know what happened to me the other day? My car got towed by the Chief of Police, he didn't tell me where he put it, and then he apologized for moving it!
I had stayed over at R's new place last Saturday and you can park for free on Bloor from 9pm Saturday night until 1pm on Sunday. Noon the next day, we walk down to fetch the car and it's DISAPPEARED! Then we see a sign on a lamp post saying "NO PARKING SPECIAL EVENT". The Santa Claus parade! We didn't remember seeing the sign the night before but we figure the car must have gotten towed, and I'd have to pay the $200-300 fee to get it back from Etobicoke.
Then R recalled a friend's car got towed by the police to a nearby side street. So we walk further west, look around, and see a Corolla up on the next street. And it's her, jutting out slightly, but stuffed elephant and rubber snake firmly sitting on the dash.
On the windshield is this charming note.
Dear Chief of Police,
Thanks for not impounding my car. But please, next time, leave the note where the car was originally parked, with an indication of where it can be found, rather than towing it in the cloak of night to an undisclosed location with the note on the car that has already been found.
Love,
e
I had stayed over at R's new place last Saturday and you can park for free on Bloor from 9pm Saturday night until 1pm on Sunday. Noon the next day, we walk down to fetch the car and it's DISAPPEARED! Then we see a sign on a lamp post saying "NO PARKING SPECIAL EVENT". The Santa Claus parade! We didn't remember seeing the sign the night before but we figure the car must have gotten towed, and I'd have to pay the $200-300 fee to get it back from Etobicoke.
Then R recalled a friend's car got towed by the police to a nearby side street. So we walk further west, look around, and see a Corolla up on the next street. And it's her, jutting out slightly, but stuffed elephant and rubber snake firmly sitting on the dash.
On the windshield is this charming note.
Dear Chief of Police,
Thanks for not impounding my car. But please, next time, leave the note where the car was originally parked, with an indication of where it can be found, rather than towing it in the cloak of night to an undisclosed location with the note on the car that has already been found.
Love,
e
Monday, December 6, 2010
You're not a Cotton-headed Ninny-Muggins!
Happy Holiday Season!
I think I like the holiday season almost more than I like actual Christmas. Christmas Day often disappoints cuz you expect it to be so much more than it can deliver. But the season, with the cookies, lights, spicy hot drinks, and cheesy music, always make me smile. I hope it is making you smile too!
I think I like the holiday season almost more than I like actual Christmas. Christmas Day often disappoints cuz you expect it to be so much more than it can deliver. But the season, with the cookies, lights, spicy hot drinks, and cheesy music, always make me smile. I hope it is making you smile too!
There was an optional but mandatory in-house gingerbread house competition at the bakery, and this is my submission. Houses will be silent auctioned until Dec 23, with all proceeds going to Sick Kids. If you're in Oakville, come by and bid on mine!!!
you know, if you want to...
you know, if you want to...
thanks!
e
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