Baie des Robert

Today we drove across the island, the drive seemed longer than usual. Not that many construction sites, not too much traffic but it just seemed to take forever. But we are in Bay Roberts now.

A quick idea, on the way back from BR photograph the back of every transport truck I get stuck behind for more than 1 minute. The project will be called: "647 km, every truck I got stuck behind".


At first thought, I would like to photographs tone square, perhaps black and white. I will have to decide whether I shoot with the point and shoot or the DSLR. I am thinking that shooting while driving could be better done with the point and shoot.







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Location:Central St,Bay Roberts,Canada

To the east old man

On our way to Bay Roberts, with the obligatory stops on the way. There is something with traveling more slowly. In the past couple of years I have been moving around by airplane quite often, more than ever in my life actually.

There is a pleasure in air travel, the sensation of lifting off the ground always brings a smile to my face. Once in the air though, and this is odd, it seems like space collapses around me; suddenly the bubble of personal space is threatened.

I often think about a passage in Alessandro Baricco's "Cette histoire là", describing the landscape from a moving train at the beginning of the century. The notion of moving as fast as the landscape is is fascinating. As if there is a maximum speed that the land can allow us to occupy for any length of time. The streaks of green, blue, white, brown, grey, beige have a value of speed.


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Location:Division No. 5, Subd. F,Canada

Test

Testing the blogger post from iPad



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Location:Corner Brook,Canada

The Wringing in Your Ear

The Wringing in Your Ear from Pierre LeBlanc on Vimeo.

GladMan Tidings

He is dressed in white, has a deep voice and is the outspoken voice of putting our waste in thin plastic envelopes, usually green but sometimes white.

The bag is what is shared with another character that makes rounds about this time of year.

But enough of that, time for Milk and Other Good Things.

Pictures @ an exhibition

These two pieces are presently on show at the Art Gallery of Grenfell Campus, Memorial University of Newfoundland.

I think they are about space and experience. A view of Dublin on my first voyage there in October 02010. It is always a question of separating ones own experience form the knowledge acquired from books, maps and Google.

An spéir ar Bhaile Átha Cliath (02010-10)
Subtitle: 173rd Cantos for Gilles Deleuze
Medium: Inkjet on Tyvek  :: 120cm X 120cm :: Ed. 1/5

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Dublin Marathon (02010-10-25)
Medium: Inkjet on Tyvek :: 120cm X 120cm :: Ed. 1/5

Too long

Too long since the last post. Images piling up losing context and foresight.

Have been thinking about ownership in the online universe. Does an asset really belong to anyone anymore and does ownership actually mean anything today? Of course the question is rhetorical, a rhetoric; it could even be sophistic. All resides in the user. Freedom is a responsibility and that is so much more important than a right, it is the social contract.

Long live the little animals that run wild in the kingdom of the wild.