Friday, May 31, 2013

Thursday, May 30, 2013

landscape memories

Payne River
Prince Edward Island


Tuesday, May 28, 2013

Flem the friendly slime ball



At 3 AM, the walls of the one-story house shook in the roaring wind. Lohbado opened his eyes in the darkness and listened as a storm raged across the Plains of Radiation.

the old barn

inside an old barn
old barn
farm house
Here's some photos from a visit to the countryside. It's nice to get out of the city once in a while and to commune with nature.

Monday, May 27, 2013

monday morning memories





Monday morning, Lohbado stumbled across some old photos he took a while ago. As he got older, his body felt like an old house. For years he made a half-hearted effort to keep up a facade. It gradually became obvious that nobody was fooled, except himself. Lohbado was an open book. Seven billion books walking around, Lohbado felt good to be a grain of sand.

He dreamed of sitting outside and saying nothing. He had a habit of saying nothing for long periods of time and then suddenly talking too much. During fits of talking too much, his words sounded increasingly empty. He listened to voice coming out of his throat. Speech melody, music, mmmmmmm yum dee dum. It's more fun to listen than to talk. But then sometimes, nobody has anything to say. The silence feels awkward. Out of laziness, he talked. Maybe it's better to be awkward and say nothing. Or don't be awkward. Don't be anything. Be like an old shack or trailer under a blue sky.

Friday, May 24, 2013

hooked

don't get hooked


Hooked, on the hook, off the hook, don't get hooked. After, go look for a sink in the barn. Lean against a couple posts.

Thursday, May 23, 2013

Meanwhile...



From the upcoming club morono zine 4. Lohbado prayed for money, found it under a rock. Gangsters hid the money there and planned to pick it up later.

Wednesday, May 22, 2013

rock water sky

on Queen Mary 

country road

water to the horizon


Monday, May 20, 2013

Friday, May 17, 2013

lone building

lone building
lone interior
lone facade
description
Friday, these photos summarize something, or maybe they don't. Wednesday afternoon, the sky got really dark, with strong wind and rain. Rainy, dark days could have a dampening effect on one's mood, or one could remain even keel, cheerful no matter what. Whether happy or sad, it doesn't matter too much, as long as one doesn't make it into a big deal.

There's something rugged and picturesque about loneliness. Intense desolation cracks the facade of stupor. Anything intense has an invigorating effect. I felt so lonesome, it woke me up to the richness of visual sensation. Loneliness forces me to go visit friends, or talk to people on the phone. It's a key to opening the door of the heart, so one can feel connected with humanity. Maybe that summarizes the photo sequences of the past few days.

Thursday, May 16, 2013

Tuesday, May 14, 2013

Monday, May 13, 2013

it takes brains to get a head

in somebody's bathroom

it takes brains to get ahead
let there be meat...
wash your hands

hungry man's dinner
The other day I was invited to eat out. Digestion is one of the many ways to explore the world. Many things work their way through one's body. It's fascinating how things on the outside become internalized and digested. On a mental level, a constant flow of thought gets digested in one's mind. With a little brains, rich and poor alike can enjoy a home cooked meal.

Friday, May 10, 2013

friendly profile




First the dollar store, then the meat counter, one has to make decisions. Do I buy something, or just browse? How much do I wish to spend? Is this a good deal? Maybe I want it so bad, the price doesn't matter. But maybe when I get it home after buying it, I won't want it anymore.

At the same time, the store is like a fiesta, a carnival of things to buy, quite affordable, a lot of shiny, colourful things. It's fun to go into a store with desire to acquire something, anything, just to satisfy the appetite for new things, more vivid sensations, maybe even blissful sensations and long lasting joy.

Thursday, May 9, 2013

window gazing


mannikins on display
mannikins covered up

many windows filled with mannikins

Yesterday I walked down Jean Talon towards Metro Parc in Montreal. I love gazing at window displays and signs. I took some pictures with a pocket camera. Part of picture taking is the fact that there's always somebody who feels you shouldn't be taking pictures. There's so much fear and paranoia surrounding photography, even though everybody does it, with all sorts of devices, not to mention that one is constantly within range of surveillance cameras and satellite images. After I took the first picture of mannikins, I had a coffee. I ignored the angry glare of the shop keeper. After coming out, the mannikins were covered up.


Wednesday, May 8, 2013

brick red wall

rock during sunset

window door combo

classic window and blinds

Lohbado sat in the back yard and looked at windows and doors in the brick wall. As he drank coffee and day dreamed about red cliffs overlooking the ocean, morning grumpiness dissolved.