journals vs. blogging

February 22, 2009 14:36 by george

there's something that blogging will never be able to touch when compared to the experience of putting pen to paper and having limitless freedom of expression.  i've started to reconnect to that experience that we have from a very early age - when we start colouring in colouring books, start doodling on scraps of paper, distractedly scribbling in the margins of your schoolbooks or during a conference call.  it's like having the chance to speak again after a too-long held vow of silence.

- g

song of the day for loving freedom of expression: now this is fun, depeche mode.


adventure #4: hanging out

February 19, 2009 15:46 by george

at 12:17, i left my apartment to try and find a good public place to "hang out".  hanging out is not something that i do well.  i am supremely conscious of the amount of time that i spend some place because i worry that i am taking up space that some other paying customer might desire.  if i'm at a diner or a restaurant, i don't like to linger beyond the time that it takes me to eat my meal or drink my beverage because really, if i were the owner of the business establishment, i would want people to make room for new customers and new tabs. 

that having been said, i know that lots of people sit at starbuckses in bookstores for hours talking and reading magazines or books, so i thought that i might give that a try today.  i asked my friend KS whether the chapters at fashionable yonge and eglinton would be cooler than the indigo at upscale bay and bloor.  she said that the women would be hotter at Y&E, so i decided to put that to the test.

when i got to the chapters at yonge and eglinton, i was pretty disappointed.  granted, it was around lunch time on a work day, but i figured that the supermodels and exotic dancers would probably be lounging around until at least dark, hanging out at the local chapters.  there was one pretty girl who was writing in what looked like a journal, and an interesting looking girl who recently moved to canada from brazil chatting with a much older fellow than me (yes, my eavesdropping is the only way i know anything about her), but for the most part, the crowd was pretty uninteresting.  (sittability: 4; sexiness of clientelle: 3; abundance of sexy patrons: 2)

i went to burger king for lunch.  there was no shortage of places to sit, unlike at the starbucks in chapters.  also, the calibre of people watching was much lower.  apparently, there are places in which it is "cool" to sit and hang out and there are places where it is not.  i couldn't even be bothered to do anything interesting or conversation-worthy at burger king... which is probably part of the problem.  some places you go to so that you can see things and people that are interesting, and sometimes, you have to be the thing or person that is interesting to see.  if someone interesting like me can't even be bothered to do anything at the uncool place, what hope does anyone else have? (sittability: 5; sexiness of clientelle: 1; abundance of sexy patrons: 1)

there is an indigo bookstore at the corner of bay street and bloor street that is pretty posh and very large.  i got there around 5pm, and it was full of people off of work, meeting with partners or dates or just hanging around.  it was probably just statistics resulting from a larger sampling size, but there were WAY MORE attractive people men and women at the bay and bloor bookstore.  however, a corollary of this was that there were far fewer places to sit and do interesting, conversation-inspiring activities.  i think a winning strategy might be to get there earlier, do interesting crap, and wait as the audience arrives and takes notice of how interesting you are to be doing whatever it is you are doing there. (sittability: 1; sexiness of clientelle: 4; abundance of sexy patrons: 4)

so was that it?  i was feeling a little dissatisfied with the tiny amount of data i had gleaned on "hanging out" and i thought that i could do better.  so i walked down yonge street (always an adventure - trust me!) to eaton centre, where there is another big indigo on the top floor of the mall.  here again, i was probably thwarted by timing.  the mall itself was pretty quiet, no doubt as a consequence of the global recession that has us all cocooning like caterpillars.  but sure enough, the starbucks was jam packed with loiterers sipping their $5 coffee drinks and mingling on doomed first dates and meetings to discuss how the latest multi-level marketing scam can provide them with financial independence forever.   blah.  i didn't even bother with trying to get a seat there.  after all, it is a mall.  (sittability: 2; sexiness of clientelle: 3; abundance of sexy patrons: 3)

the last stop in the quest for a cool place to hang out was the chapters at the scotiabank theatre (which i still call the paramount, even though it's been over a year since scotia slapped its name on it).  no trouble finding a central table.  lots of different types of people involved in various degrees of socialization.  i always got the feeling that that chapters was most popular because it had a public bathroom that everyone uses who goes to visit nearby queen street west.  i had (yet another) chai tea latte and squeezed out some more interesting activity there (sketching and doodling in a new moleskine notebook i've been waiting for the right time to break in), but by the time i was half done my latte, i guess the movie crowd all had to go to their shows and the place was rendered fairly desolate.  (sittability: 5; sexiness of clientelle: 4; abundance of sexy patrons: 2)

i think that today's adventure/social experiment might have been pretty depressing except that i took the time to see coraline in 3D a second time while i was up at yonge and eg.   it's a fantastic story that resonates with me for so many reasons, and it's a gorgeous, awesome adventure beautifully realized and placed lovingly in 3D film.  coraline is one of the best movie heroines i've seen in a long time, and if you haven't gone to see this film yet - GO SEE IT!!!

- g

song of the day: love is everything, k.d. lang (that's another long story for another time. - g)

p.s. the rating scale is out of 5. 


photoshopsturbation

February 17, 2009 09:00 by george

well, this has been a productive weekend.  for some reason, i've been overwhelmed by a compulsion to spend every waking moment in Photoshop.  to that end, i've made two more nutsy desktop patterns (that look like they are peddling some sort of swimsuit show from some of our local clubs), three website designs, and redesigned my blog... partially.  i don't even understand it... i think that i might be addicted to photoshop.  or perhaps it's just the creative-ish side of my brain that has been locked up in a maze of compiled code and structured methods... who can really say.  it sure feels fun to play though!!!

- g

song of the day for playing too much with photoshop by yourself? - i see you baby (fatboy slim remix), groove armada


photoshoppy goodness

February 8, 2009 18:14 by george
flying girl

as many of you know, i got my start in the IT industry as a web designer.  that meant a lot of time in photoshop and other creative software, learning to express my creative side, but also learning to use some pretty complex tools.  it's been a while since i have had a chance to really delve into what photoshop can do.

recently, i've had some more design-oriented assignments, and i thought that it might be time to brush up on the mad-photoshop skillz since it has gone through a few updates since i got last had to use it hardcore.  i found some fantastic photoshop tutorials here at abduzeedo.com, and one of them really caught my eye.  a cool tutorial on layering colour-dodges to make some great luminous effects.  the original tutorial's composition was far superior, but my flying girl is way more iconic.  

anyway, i'm looking forward to working through more of these tutorials.  if you have a copy of photoshop, and are interested in learning more exciting and rewarding ways to use it, check out these fantastic lessons.

- g


adventure #3: home

February 2, 2009 16:36 by george
an embarassing arrival!
grant notley park
the icy descent into the river valley
the mighty but still north saskatchewan river
HUB mall
the berkeley
gorgeous whyte avenue
tzin
the loves of my life

over the past couple of years, i've been pretty hard on my home town of edmonton. in the way that an adolescent knocks his square, out-of-touch parents to his hip, trendy friends, i've been guilty of trash-talking the cradle of my life. i mean, the international airport has an impossible glaring error on the welcome message that it uses to greet all of its visitors - and that error has persisted for YEARS... WTF?!?!?! obviously, nothing is perfect and nothing can be all things at all times to all people - but it's something of a sin not to appreciate a thing for its own merits, and one's home is definitely not an exception.

i suddenly, unexpectedly and rather ironically was sent home on business last week so i decided to take the friday off and spend a few days over the weekend reconnecting with the home that i'd left three years ago tomorrow. so many things were different about this stay than previous visits. i had no set agenda (outside of work) and i intentionally set up almost no expectations to see any of my old friends so that i could relax and really soak up my own feelings about the place. in retrospect, i think that this was the perfect plan, and you'll see why if you keep reading.

i stayed at a friend's flat - a gorgeous condo overlooking the river valley from the north side. it was mere blocks from where i spent some of the most significant and formative years of my life, and i have to admit that i never had a decent night's sleep being surrounded by all of the reminders of all of the history that i've had in edmonton.

to make matters worse, the weather in edmonton vacillated between unseasonably warm and frostily cold. the first day or two that i saw more rain than any other weather, thus encasing the entire downtown in a two-inch layer of ice making foot travel (my chosen option) fairly treacherous. however, deep deep in the core of my being is an irrepressible love of the winter wind. as you can see from some of these photos of my walk across the river valley, the sky is clear and the air is crisp. the wind was blowing at a good 30 - 40km pace, the breath of god moving across the shining, smiling, upturned face of the world - filling all of us with its presence... this is a sentiment that i think only prairie children can understand and appreciate and it's a feeling that i've gone far too long since feeling. i fell in love with edmonton walking across this icy bridge in the biting cold wind, the crystalline blue sky, and the blinding light of the sun shining off of the snow and ice. words cannot possibly describe the joy i felt at the centre of that bridge.

on the south side of groat bridge is the university of alberta and whyte avenue, two of edmonton's greatest assets. i wandered across the campus at which i had spent almost a QUARTER of my life - strolling its corridors and pathways, walking down HUB mall, smiling in appreciation to see my beloved Academy Pizza - still open (although certainly run by different owners) after almost 22 years since i first went there on a seemingly-daily basis. and whyte avenue. without the throngs of drunken party-people, whyte is the closest thing to a metropolitan community that edmonton has. bustling walking traffic, exotic and fascinating shops, an incomparable farmers' market, and a vibe and energy that easily competes with toronto's queen street or kensington market. it was an incredible joy to stroll into the small, independently owned shops, with their unique retail concepts, and feel like a real human being, rather than a statistic for a global chain of shops - a target demographic. to experience the worldliness of these shops in edmonton was simply heavenly.

in an older post, i remarked at the lack of suitable nightlife downtown. i hereby recant those embarassing claims and take upon myself the criticism of ignorance and prejudice. my friend AJ pointed me toward some spots that were new, but presented fantastic opportunities for socializing. in fact, spending an evening at a very hip lounge called 100, i found that nightlife in edmonton was not only so much more relaxed and pleasurable than that to which i had become accustomed to in toronto, i also realized that the people of edmonton are incredibly beautiful, free of pretension, and eager to enjoy life with unrestrained and unmitigated revelry. this observation alone was so very much worth the price of admission that i can hardly desire to go anywhere else now to enjoy a drink or a chance encounter.

and just in case you feel the overpowering need to go to a truly metropolitan spot with ambience, sincerety and sophistication, there's TZIN which i have mentioned before on 104th street just west of jasper ave. the proprietor there, kelsey, is an incomparably lovely woman who practically radiates warmth, joy and hospitality. her joint is charming, ambient, urban and so very high-class. i have been incredibly lucky to get to spend some time chatting with her and soaking up the charisma that she imbues into her creation. clearly, i can't say enough nice things about her bar. go there, if you can.

i spent four days and nights in edmonton, and they were some of the best days i've had in years. in fact, so restorative was this visit, that i fully believe that i've regained some of the confidence and certainty of purpose that i had lost over the past few years floating around like a disembodied spirit in canada's biggest city. i haven't yet sought the forgiveness of my friends in edmonton who i've harmed, but i feel like i've given myself permission to love my home again, which is an important start to healing the wound between us.

edmonton is still vitriolic. the drop in oil prices means that oil sands projects worth billions of dollars have been put on hold and lives have been put on indefinite hold while the the global economy figures out what the F it wants to do next. however, if edmonton can keep the lovely and inspired people that i met last week, i'm sure though that edmonton has become, and will continue to be, a place very worthy of admiration and love and respect well into the next century.

edmonton, i love you!!!! not as much as my cats, but almost!

- g