Ness Creek – Better than Christmas

I’m heading here (home, heart, heaven) for the week to work, wander and (t)wirl.

Ness Creek is an annual music festival nestled in the northern Saskatchewan forest. I’ve been going since I was eleven and this year am taking SEED with me as a pop up store.

I’d be jumping up and down if I wasn’t typing. I’m literally leaving in 3 minutes. Can’t wait.

Lately – Lady (bug) Lakeside

A couple of weeks ago my girlfriends Katherine, Jera, and my little sister Jamie went on a two day lakeside camping (tenting) vacation where we basically didn’t talk to anyone but each other, forgot to pack every practical thing (like a pot for boiling water, coffee with drawwwl, but were well equipped with 8 bathing suits and 5 bottles of nail polish) and got matching sunburns on our butts. These are my photo’s from that weekend:

(Scroll over the images for added tidbits.)

Welcome to Coachella!

road trip continued…

We arrived after dark, lined our car up at the gates, drank the last of our Buddha beers, escaped a full car search and attempted to set up a ten man tent in the dark without an instruction manual, which was a disaster. In the end the lovebirds took the mini tent and myself and the boys slept outside. We woke up to +40 heat and within the first day both Josh and Matt had sun stroke. It felt a little bit like survival of the fittest for the sunniest.

This is the magical H&M tent, featuring staff hired to dump huge buckets of water on everyone, a photo booth, a lot of kissing and this hilarious room filled with water beds, TV’s, photo props, camera phones and young sweaty people piled on top of each other.

The festival grounds are almost endless.

Bird guardians and survival necessities.

I saw more shows in three days than I ever have, Jeff Mangum, The Shins, Bon Iver, Tune Yards, The Big Pink, Beirut, Florence and the Machine, Radio Head… just to name a few.

Radio head was the most incredible show of all time, youtube it. Seriously.
I was in total overstimulated shock. It may have been my favorite thing ever.

Coffee shop sanctuary just a 20 minute walk into town from the festival.
“Can I get a quad shot expresso on ice please?”

“We’re here to eat the food we like and make love. That’s it. Everything else is bullshit.”
-Brenan aka Tarzan


View from the Roof

A couple of weeks ago, after the Vintage Darlings sale at the Creative City Center, Marian let Neil, Colby, Katherine and I up onto the roof. The only way up is by a step ladder, and through the ceilings trap door, which is terrifying if you’re me and scared of anything higher than your kitchen counter. But once you’re up, it’s so worth it.

Colby was also taking pictures and snapped these ones of me, I love our contrast in styles.

You can see the rest of his gorgeous dreamy focus photos here.


I spent my sunday alternating between tea and beer, discovering my love for Super Store  and wandering around back alleys and parkades with Colby, a very dear friend and fellow “dork-ographer”/artist. You can see his incredibly beautiful, dreamy and smart (science!) film photographs here:

(my favorites are the black and white double exposures)

“Lets have a photography date! I’ll take pictures of you, and you take pictures of me.” There was a lot of, “Oh! Don’t move!” being said.

I’ve had little experience with film, besides a traumatizing episode with my Diana+ (7 rolls over exposed, I’m working up the courage to try again) and the disposable I bought at the dollar store a few weeks ago (yet to be developed).

Colby gave me an Olympus Trip 35 that he found second hand. The shutter is a little sticky though, which is incredibly frustrating when you’re on top of a downtown parkade and there’s a man in a strange purple toga wrap standing on his fire escape waving at you from below and your digital camera’s outa batteries, dammit.

My cold little hands vs. that stupid shutter.

Colby kept saying, “we’ll get you a new point and shoot, we’ll get you a new point and shoot.” and pressed the shutter for me a few times when I couldn’t get it. (insert cheesy “what are friends for” line here) Cutie.

He’s very encouraging that I should experiment more with film.

Here are some photos I took with my digital before the battery died:

And some panoramas (my favorites) :

I’m excited to see how our photos turn out, just hoping mine wont all be blurry and anticipating my face spliced into the side of a building and/or itself.