Oceanship

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Photography

(Macaw feathers, via wasbella102)

Took a series of photos of this man and his son on the beach.  This is one of them.

Me and the boys.  Some airport in China.

China Tour 2007.

Up north.  This was the colour of the sky one sunset.  This photo has not been retouched.  The sky was afire.

One of my favourite live shots.  Taken by Derek Mitchell of my second band.  Derek is a very smart man.  He had a perfect average in computer science at McMaster University for his first two years.  I remember running in to him in year 3 by the faculty restaurant, and saying, “Hey man, still got that perfect average?”, to which he replied, “Naaah, 11.5 - GROUP WORK!”.  A perfect mark at McMaster is a 12.

Tree stutter.

Photo shoot.  Toronto, Ontario, Canada. 

Me singing with one of the all-time great singer/guitar players - Ian Thornley.

Cuba. 

New York City.  I’d just finished playing for LA Reid in which he signed me, and my then band mates, on the spot after playing 3 songs on an acoustic guitar in his office.  Pat, my former band mate, was deathly afraid of heights.  He took this picture sitting down after having passed out over my precarious position.

Perhaps my favourite shot of my mother.  Not a negative bone in her body.

Hannah and I, out for a walk.  She snapped this shot while I finished my apple.  Later, we tried to hide from the owner of the property by scurrying around the hay bail while he booted around on an ATV.  We thought we outfoxed him, only to discover him behind us as we were whispering, “I think he’s gone”.

The view from my room in Cuba - 2006.  How I love the wind.

A special place down the road from where I live in Waterdown, Ontario, Canada.

Being made to look good on camera by friend Eleanora Dimakos.  One must apply make-up to one’s face in order to look as though one isn’t wearing make-up.  Such is life affront the camera.

Was taking pictures of the ocean.  Saw this man in my periphery.  Moments later I asked him if he’d caught anything.  He was Chinese (I imagine he still is), and didn’t speak English (I imagine he still doesn’t).  Snapped this shot - the only one - without thinking twice.  Turned out well.

Met a woman named Lily dancing to the sunset with two pieces of linen.