MAST project

MAST project, originally uploaded by www.ian.ca.

Stumbled upon my work at Liam's school. You can read about the stories here

Ted Baryluks Gorcery

This is by Jon Paskevich. Back in 1986 my teacher at Red River showed this to our class. At the time, no one was doing this kind of multimedia. John Paskevich was ahead of his time, marrying stills with audio. This was a revolutionary way of using photography.  It's something people are using everyday on the web. Now it's amazing glimpse of the North End of those days. Worth watching!

Winnipeg Women fashion

Gimmicks are the new Megapixels

It's that time of the year where people ask me "What camera should we get?" I wish it was as easy as recommending one brand or model. Now we'd need a lifestyle profile to match you to the right camera.This article showcases how the new crop of cameras come with all sorts of unusual features. Some people might want a GPS, while others see a need of a second screen or a built in projector. A camera is now a "lifestyle accessory"

Working through the list

Working through the list, originally uploaded by www.ian.ca.

Liam shows Santa his list

The Unforgettable Fire Ltd Edition Box Set

And you know it's time to go

Through the sleet and driving snow

Across the fields of mourning

Light in the distance

It's really quite hard to fathom it's been 25 years since this album came out. Back then U2 were stars fresh from their last album War. At the same time I was obsessively ambient collecting albums by Brian Eno & Daniel Lanois, not the least being Apollo. So when these two forces finally met it was magic. These days having Eno & Lanois produce your music ensures critical acclaim, but at the time the idea of these ambient guys working with a post-punk band like U2 was unheard of.

And you hunger for the time

Time to heal, desire, time
And your earth moves beneath
Your own dream landscape

The Unforgettable Fire has always been my favourite U2 release, it was an amazing cassette(!) to drive to and will always be linked to a time where I made a couple trips out to Boisseivain to see my grandfather for what ended up being the last time.

And your heart beats so slow
Through the rain and fallen snow
Across the fields of mourning
Light's in the distance

Oh don't sorrow, no don't weep
For tonight, at last
I am coming home
I am coming home 

-A Sort of Homecoming