This doesn’t have anything to do with reading. Even though reading is the best escape I can take without leaving the house. No, this is about losing myself on my laptop in a way that doesn’t involve writing. I’ve been learning how to use Photoshop, trying to get better at this art called photography. Back… Continue reading A housebound escape
Hey, did you happen to see the most beautiful girl in the world? Cheesy, I know. I catch myself singing it to Bella all the time. Because she’s gorgeous.
Times change. Now that I have that cliché out of the way … Back in the day, we had to get accredited to take a camera into a concert. We’d wear our dorky press passes around our necks and lug any amount of gear into the arena, entering through a door reserved for VIPs.
This is my favourite time of year for shooting. I’m always excited by the bright reds, yellows and oranges against a brilliant blue sky. Since I moved back to B.C. temporarily, I’ve passed by this lake countless times, en route to Spokane or Omak to visit My American. We spent last weekend in Omak with… Continue reading Autumn in the Okanogan
I’ve never had a good tripod. Our American has one he never uses. So you know what I did. That’s right, I heisted it. I’ve freehanded waterfalls but never quite got the practice I need to get long exposure right. Sunset skies always had a bit of shake to them. With sturdy tripod and remote… Continue reading The patience to go long
A couple of months ago, I attended a networking event in Kelowna and the group was discussing the impact of design on everyday life. But one young designer took it to another level. He steered the conversation into the difference between letting our technology guide our lives or making a very conscious choice to design… Continue reading New favourite app: One second of awesome every day
It’s been nine years. Almost a decade since this idiot hairbag came into my life. And I say that with love. On the May long weekend in 2004, I made the drive from Calgary to Carstairs to pick up a homeless dog. He was the abandoned child of a pending divorce, a marriage that wasn’t… Continue reading Happy anniversary!
It was time to get out of the house. Entrepreneurship can bring with it a serious case of cabin fever. Sure, I got out of the house on Wednesday for coffee with a friend. But nothing compares to a walk in the fresh air with my best pal, Shep. We jumped in the truck and… Continue reading A walk along the river
It was a rather innocuous moment. I was on Skype with My American and, in a flash of crazy, we started a Google search for Maremma sheepdogs. Which ones look like Shep? Aw, wookadawiddle puppies of fluff! Hey, wait a second … that one does look like Shep. A lot like Shep. Um, because it… Continue reading My photos are … well … mine
What do you plan on doing in Oroville? No U.S. border guard asks this question without an eyebrow raised and a hint of surprise in his voice. Most people who cross the 49th parallel at Osoyoos-Oroville are bound for other places … Spokane, Seattle and beyond. For me and my American, however, it’s our halfway… Continue reading Where’s the gold?