Ah, life on the waterfront.

Isn't it sad when the landscaping budget runs out too soon?

Do you like Chet Baker? For the answer to that question, go see "The Band's Visit", a heck of a fine little movie. Try it. You'll really like it.

What's it got to do with this photograph? Well, not a lot, really. Other than the fact that the photo is pretty darn simple - a pole, a wall, some shadows based on that pole. So's the movie. Simple, that is, as opposed to based on shadows from poles. Now, shadows from the past, well, those are part of the movie. And the way they can sometimes create insurmountable boundaries.

Aren't warehouses exciting? Well, maybe not, but - a sunny day in Vancouver? You darn betcha. Look at those shadows!

Despite the "Blah" someone's expressed so artistically, today was a swell day. Spent much of it drifting around downtown, taking pictures, as usual. I'm getting a lot more comfortable wandering around down on East Hastings - not the most "upscale" neighbourhood. Met a nice woman there named Blue Stone Woman with Eagle Spirit. As you might guess, she's Indian (First Nations, to you, pal). Like I said, very nice. Fairly well damaged by alcohol and, I'm guessing, prostitution, and maybe some drugs, too, but very nice. Which, of course, is what most people forget. And, by the way, no, I didn't photograph her. If she'd asked me to, I would have, but, otherwise I figure she (and her pals, a couple of whom I also met briefly) have enough trouble without some rich dickhead sticking a fancy camera in their faces.