Tag Archives: learning

SPACES – photo project

Currently in the midst of updating my photography portfolio through various concocted projects. Here are a few results from SPACES: Photos of people in places important to them.

sex! sex! sex!-the everything to do with sex show tours canada -ooooooooh

Attendance at Toronto’s Everything to Do With Sex Show was up from last year, exceeding 50,000 participants. And all of this during a recession!…SEX and MOVIES during difficult times.

It’s an event that demands an overwhelming amount of your time and attention considering you need to sift through so much junk to get to the gems. The show will now move on to Montreal and then Halifax. I covered this event for @ Humber, an hour long current affairs show on Radio Humber out of Humber College…………..click PLAY please.

broadcast bob — a story from a former prisoner of war who got his start in broadcast during WWII

Today Canada remembers veterans of war. I spoke to my great uncle Bob about his experiences as a POW as well as his journey through a broadcasting career. This audio piece was used a few weeks ago in At Humber, our daily hour long current affairs show out of Humber College. The show is produced by final year journalism students at Humber and is broadcast on 96.9FM Radio Humber. Enjoy the story. Everyone should interview their elders about the past, there are so many stories out there.

Cheers

Wade Davis– remembering all culture – telling all stories

I have returned with an audio piece. Wade Davis’s Massey lecture will be broadcast tonight at 9pm (Monday Nov. 2nd 2009) on CBC radio one’s Ideas. I was able to interview him before his final Massey Lecture presentation in Toronto. He was able to give me a half-hour long interview.This is my little piece, produced today and aired on At Humber. I may end up producing a feature profile piece with this interview if I find the time.

bikes —CONNECTION— gravel road+pink+training wheels

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Bicycles: essential form of transportation within city limits. Any old second hand bike with no working gears is fine. Problems arise when you decide to go on extended trips outside of the city limits, beginning to recall the value of those clackity gears. In any case, at least it’s good exercise. That’s what I was telling myself two days ago biking up Islington to the McMichael Gallery.

I even think my first bike had gears, gears and training wheels. I came late to any form of adventures on wheels, according to some. I was 8 years old. The bike was a shocking pink with little white wheels jutting out to the side. Determined to not look a fool I practiced obsessively and soon enough the safety wheels were thrown into the depths of a closet.

Once I was a practiced professional, which didn’t take long, I made it my project to control my sisters learning experience. I told her where to turn, pushed her up our gravel driveway and said what ‘didn’t work’. The entire time she was contentedly oblivious to my direction. I squinted my eyes and clenched my teeth trying my best not to show frustration. Well I suppose she was only a four year old who couldn’t possibly understand all of my bicycle wisdom in one lesson.

Next was open roads with little traffic and no hands……nothing like city biking.

Zorba The Greek –CONNECTION– Mom as older Greek dancing man

From time to time my mother used to sporadically zip around the house jumping and spinning in the way she presumes a ballet dancer would do. She would say, “Erin, this is where you get your natural dancing skills from.”

I’m not really sure if mom has an innate sense of her own coordination. I hadn’t really thought about it. She has, on occasion, been inspired to imitate older men and she has an added excuse to do so if they are dancers. First there was ZORBA and then there was LARRY DAVID. Zorba (played by ANTHONY QUINN) happened to love dancing.

“Teach me to dance. Will you?”
“Dance. Did you say … dance?! Come on my boy!”

In the last scene of Zorba The Greek aka Alexis Zorbas, both Zorba and Basil (ALAN BATES), an Englishman who had recently settled into his small inheritance on a Greek Island, sit on a beach. Both are downtrodden by the disastrous outcome of their latest endeavors but Basil decides he must learn to dance.

In a moment life’s difficult realities are pushed aside and the two begin to dance. Mom stopped, rewound and replayed this scene over and over until she had memorized…almost…every step. In the midst of her triumph, where she was imagining herself dancing on that beach next to Zorba and Basil, I got up from the couch to correct her on a few steps. Having watched this scene more than five times I was now very familiar with the dance and with Zorba’s enthusiasm.

A year later we would find ourselves living on a friends sailboat in a Mexican bay. Sitting around a raging fire on a deserted beach Mom would get up, wine glass in hand realizing it as the perfect opportunity to become Zorba.

That was not the first instance in which she saw an opportunity to identify herself with an old Greek man. When we’d dock to gather supplies, mom and Fiona, a family friend and inhabitant of the sailboat, would hold onto each-others shoulders and picture themselves on the beaches of Greece. With great confidence, and meandering feet they moved along a narrow deck humming the soundtrack to the final scene of Zorba The Greek.

Ira Glass on building a story

I found these videos on YouTube and I think they’re a really helpful resource. Ira Glass is one of my favorite storytellers.