night vision.

saturday night, VANCOUVER.
there is going to be a photo projection show at strathcona park.
looks amazing,
photographers from all over the world and art in the dusk park.
learn more >> http://nightvisionexhibition.tumblr.com/

tea party design.

Ibarra's Historical Almanac from gingerngo on Vimeo.

custom / creative / book binding .. great shop too.
305 Cambie st VAN BC
www.teapartydesign.com

project grizzly.

just watched this film tonight at 221A.
part of a movie series they are putting on about Canadiana.
this is about the last northern ontario cowboy .. he also has a big bear suit he calls robo-cop.
its a good watch.

everyone loves post.

dear jillian.
i havent settled in Vancouver yet, and so I dont have a proper address to send you so we can begin our corespondents.
the act of writing a letter puts me in an Oscar Wilde type of mood.
lately i have been reading a lot of turn of the century English authors.
it makes me feel romantic and tragic and kind of fragile, but bold with words.
i think you also like the sweet words of proper fantasy.
and,
i couldnt wait for my address to come,
and for you to get the letter, and then for your response.
so i wrote this to you.

sometimes when i am on my break,
smoking my lone/french/artist/image cigarettes i think about pretty things to write to you, on pretty paper, that smells like damsels in this dress.
and then i taste tomatoes and onions.

i will send my address as soon as i get it.
sylvana

the land of milk and honey.

Parksville.
parksville is a retirement community for old hippies and hippie sympathizers.
they come hear to enjoy there last days in the sun and then they die, leaving behind homes full of "old people junk".
the local charity store is filled with another generation.
my sister bought this book series >>>>

>>>>>
this is a new age / hippie / geometric shaped / fantasy series.
and,
it is the most enjoyable read.

ron and hermione forever.

i really . really . really . really love these fan videos.





under 17 love.

childhood preformance.

when i was 13 our family took a vacation to Parksville, a small town right on the coast of Vancouver Island.
there were sand sculptures and mountains and steal drums, and a dairy queen .. we played catch on the beach.
i was going through my over.sized.guess.shirt/tight.long.johns/platform.converse.shoes faze.
my parents were divorced the next year.
13 years later i land on the same beach.
im at my dads house.
his new wife lives in Parksville.
i wonder which beach he sees,
the magic was the beach of 1995.
the story is the beach of 1995 the characters are just different.
my childhood was an act of courage and understanding,
i thought life was like that .. but it isnt.
i guess we end up in our dream no matter how hard we work against it,
lets say the preformance is over.

GIRLS.

/old fashion inspiration



/new fashion inspiration

FOREVERknight

I REALLY LIKE THIS DESIGN

am i frightened? or am i strangely relieved?

no computer for many, many days.

so i will write.
Vancouver is a strange place .. it is all new, and different.
for example.
this city has no government funded recycling program?
for real.
at the end of the day, a homeless man comes to the cafe and collects our bottles and he drops them off at the bottle depot station.
bums are always in the dumpsters and public garbage's searching for plastic bottles and cans and anything they can deposit.
in a way the city has employed these guys to do the dirty work for them, bums in this town work for their change/next meal/hot dose
and that is the strange thing,
everyone just rolls along in this relationship, the store owners, the bums even the public office, everyone works this out in a totally symbiotic way that ends up costing everyone involved so much less.
have i moved to a smaller city.
a more trusting city?
the Canadian utopia i keep imagining as northern california in the 50s?
my sentimental mind inquires.

do you want to touch me there?

dear mr dorian grey,
i have become enamored with you. i know we have only just met, but your gentle manor and whimsical english spirit have captured my brooding heart.
i am also aware of the horrid experiences you have recently had with some of englands more dramatic female artists and can fully assure you that like basil i am more of an observer and an admirer of yours.
please give to me your soul, i am not the devil, and i will not create a picture that so horribly mirrors your tragedies. i will take the danndy and make him alive with the reality of one that never ages.
please call upon me at my studio, we will lunch in the garden and talk of pleasant things only a man of gentle nature can appreciate.

all my warmest emotions,
sylvana darling