Tag Archives: storytelling

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.


Spaces – a portrait series

One of my latest photo projects, Spaces, will be a series of portraits of individuals in spaces that are important to them. Some of them may look a little like this.

Or this.....All portraits will be medium format (square).

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.


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.

memories from the Toronto Hospital for the Insane



Artwork from Nuit Blanche exhibition
“In SANITY”, The Story Behind The Wall
Presented by Workman Arts Project Ontario

This sculpture was done by Annalise and is based on the profile of Cynthia H. a patient who was held in the Toronto Asylum for the Insane from 1904 – 1909

All works were based on patient bios from Geoffrey Reaume’s book Remembrance of Patients Past.

Cynthia H.’s fallopian tubes, uterus and one ovary were removed while at the hospital. At the time doctors believed that a woman could be cured of ‘insanity’ by removing her reproductive organs.

All sculptural works at the exhibition reminded me of each individuals struggle but also identified them very specifically as personalities. Each work appeared as an homage to the person being depicted.

for the images in your head listen to the sounds in my throat

A video I made a few years ago with 3 youtube parts. After re-visiting I realize its extremely eery aspects couched in nostalgia.

The same video can be seen in one unbroken 17 minute stream here. For some reason the videoplayer wasn’t embedding into my blog. The quality is better as well.

Queen, O So Canadian?? –CONNECTION– Citizenship / Chretién

The Queen

image taken from tellmewhat2 on flickr

The Queen recently awarded Jean Chrétien the Order of Merit and now Canadians are wasting their time debating his apparent ‘merit’. Aaaaargghh it is a QUEEN’S appointment after all… ‘Our Queen’. My disappointment in actuality does not lie within the fact this debate exists, but rather that we aren’t having another one. Why aren’t Canadians arguing about our, oh so odd attachment to British Royalty, and our un-abiding dedication to awarding our own heroes and mentors in an historically British fashion? Okay, so she remains our Queen but I’m not so sure that we are her people?? I mean she wasn’t choosing a Canadian to bestow this honour she was picking her buddy Jean.

BUT according to Christopher McCreery, expert on Canadian decorations, receiving the Order of Merit is an honour higher than being awarded the Order of Canada (which is at least … kind of Canadian …well … officially speaking).

I hadn’t ever felt the Queen’s presence in my life until arriving in Canada from the hot dry climate of Orapa, Botswana.

Specifically I remember the formality that pervaded my ceremonial signing in as a citizen of this country in February 1997 and how little it reflected my Canadian reality. It was a little stunt, an attempt to create a special memory to attach oneself to. It did create a memory, but a vague one. All I remember was that there were hands up, flags, honourable people and swearing allegiance to a Queen. There may have even been a picture of the Queen.

Citizenship. LOOK...Queen on wall. That's me in the brown slumped over...See how impressed I look. I guess this was during my teenage years.

Citizenship. LOOK...Queen on wall. That's me in the brown slumped over...See how impressed I look.

The Queen fit into the context of the daily media I had begun to consume and maybe in social studies class. When it came to the people that surrounded me, however, and the stories they told there was a definite disconnect. I’m not sure that the tough, outdoorsy northerners I went camping and fishing with or who I had drinks with at ‘the gravel pit’ would feel that comfortable sitting in a room with her majesty…Never mind that most Canadians can’t see themselves reflected through British tradition.

The colonial ancestry that our Canadian institutions continue to desperately cling to is a reminder of how much of our story we are willing to shut out (more on this A Fair Country, John Ralston Saul). Is this out of supposed politeness and respect for the current Queen?? I don’t know.

I do know that more often than not this attachment validates the holding up of multitude masks, which block from view immigrant and aboriginal histories and their complexities. They block from view the immense diversity and nuance found within various immigrant and aboriginal histories.

How often do we hear public figures publicly speak to the over 50 languages that originated in this grand land mass and that STILL exist today? Hellooooo, that’s incredible and damn exciting (a wealth of knowledge) and yet this is not what is presented on a world stage. It’s not what is presented because acknowledgement of another’s existence would mean dealing with and acknowledging problematic and divisive relationships that are so often ‘politely’ nudged into a not so roomy political corner.

Unfortunately these realities seem to be reflected in the fact that we do not yet live in a post-colonial world. Colonialism is rampant (but proper) and speedier than ever. Calling it Globalism doesn’t change this fact.

To acknowledge division within ones own country is a brave thing to do. It could also be the first step in beginning a genuine conversation. I say forget Royalty, we’ve got plenty culture to identify with and to draw from. It’s time Canada was represented by a few more voices and a whole lot more story. Why shouldn’t anyone be proud to yell “Hey, we have way more stories over here!!!”

Speaking of stories…check out The Truth About Stories by THOMAS KING

RICK MERCER rant from This Hour Has 22 Minutes days.