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Scarborough Bluffs

And while I’m over at the far East end of town, I should probably mention that I reposted another music video (this one with my brilliant friend Joe Varga) to my new Youtube channel (which can be found here) Facebook’s compression algorythms

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The idea of a castle

I am forever fascinated by the number of human engineering achievements suggested to us by nature, both animate, and in this case, erosive and geological, as resisted by animate trees and root-systems above. The Scarborough bluffs are a lovely (and slightly dangerous)

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Toronto Iconic

Streetcar platform (top photo) Aside from a brief stint above highway 401 in most-curious Lastman-land (North York, pre-amalgamation – growing hyper fast), I have always lived in downtown Toronto. I’m a walking guy – no use for a private vehicle – hands-off,

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Hipster busy-ness

Lavish and Squalor, Queen St (top photo) Popular-taste isn’t what it used to be – and in a great many ways this is a good thing. More and more diversity of flavours and aesthetics, even in something like street-level retail, can often

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Moonlight landmarks

Benchmark Gelato (top photo) Had another really lovely little excursion the other day with Catherine and her brilliant jazz-guitarist father, Neville. He’s just as fond of old Toronto as I am, and of course, knows far more about it’s history, and it’s

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Deco sentinels

Art deco is lovely, gargoyles are wonderful, in combination we are always visually delighted to a high degree. The finish and proportions of this building, completed in 1933, just a few steps away from Yonge on the N side of Carlton are

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Best in show

Had a lot of fun investigating the motorcycle show this weekend, and in the process turned up still more (entirely superfluous) evidence that I’m a little bit on the odd side. I went because I always have a great time exploring things

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Counter-TIFFs

There is a big (and stupid) tempest in a teapot going on right now in our downtown, as a very small group of owners of an extremely charming cluster of restaurants along one particular block in the very heart of the city

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Pirate’s Goliath

I still remember riding my bike downtown as a kid in ’75, to watch the giant twin-rotor Sikorsky sky-crane helicopter “Olga” lift the final sections of the CN tower into place, making it the tallest freestanding bit of inhabitable engineering in the

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Flow-by-night

There is something about night-photography from a moving car that feels incredibly decadent to me. Probably the simple fact that it was utterly impossible to do, hand-held (certainly with cheap gear), only a few years ago. But motion around a subject can

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Icebound transport

I think the Empire Sandy is the most elegant three-master in the harbour, though she’s by no means alone – with bigger and smaller friends along the waterfront all summer long. Now that the real cold has set in, she’s tucked-in snug

Track twenty-nine

Is that the cat that ate your new shoes?  (top photo) The massive revamp of Union station has been going on for years – and clearly has years yet to run. The tracks themselves are currently open to the sky for the

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Queen Maggie

One of the odd anglo traditions that is still very popular in Canada, is to listen to the Queen’s Christmas speech. Often this is done with fair sincerity by youngsters, and then increasingly for comedic or ironic value over time (even my

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