D for Desperado

Today's feature at the theater of life, D for Desperado. Yes, it actually happened, I never thought I'd live to see the day when in Montreal, someone would try to rob me. Monday, about 3 PM, down by Champ de Mars, a man, about thirty-five, in a leather jacket demanded I hand over my back pack. I told him to leave me alone. While talking, I walked away. The man followed. I ran into lanes of busy traffic. If he was really intent on violence, I'd just stand there among cars racing off the freeway.

window dream

 Basic everyday nothing fancy windows, monumental, millions of windows and brick can be seen. Pattern, shadows on the blinds, sometimes the blinds appear blue, other times pink, green, beige. Each window goes with a room. Each room provides space for activity. The buildings and windows get old. New buildings and windows are built.

music for urinals

Restaurant urinal, strong smell, a love song blasted from an overhead speaker, a woman singing about love as Lohbado took a pee. It felt absurd. One couldn’t even pee without having to listen to music that was not one’s choice. One never got to choose the background music. One was expected to get used to it. Most people seemed to like it or to tune it out. To not like the background music was considered abnormal. The problem lay in Lohbado’s not liking it.

jar of peas

I bought this jar of peas three years ago. It sits on top of the fridge. One day I plan to open the jar and photograph the contents. For now, I enjoy the beauty of soft, green peas in juice, inside a glass jar, the mystery of the container, kept under a tight lid. OK, it's no mystery on the scientific level. However, I challenge you to look at the jar of peas for five minutes and then write down what you feel.

relax in the park

Beginning of a long weekend, sunny morning, Lohbado walked to the park and relaxed at a picnic table for half an hour. The photos were taken with an 8 pixel Canon Powershot and then processed with a few filters in Photoshop. It felt good to sit in the middle of a huge lawn, after several cool and dark days.

coffee, tea and martini

The coffee pot second from the top and the tea pot were in a Vietnamese Restaurant down the street. The other two pictures were in Mike's kitchen, an empty coffee cup at the top and a martini at the bottom.