Whiskers
I've been playing around with a Nikon D90 and a couple of SB600 flashes, trying to learn how to do lighting - this "studio" shot is just my basement with a piece of black cloth hung over the TV.
Ah, just Google it
For Doors Open Toronto, I visited Osgoode Hall, home of the Law Society of Upper Canada and several appeals courts. Among the most impressive rooms were the Hogwartsesque Great Library, and the enormous Reading Room beside it. Among towering stacks of reference books of all kinds (and one hell of a stack of paper), there's one single computer ... and you can see where it was pointed.

You figure those books will ever really be used again?
They built excitement
Last week I took a photography workshop that was held at an old auto yard - an amazing place that had been used as a car graveyard for more than 50 years. I'm still sorting through my images, but this seemed like the one for today, the day they announced the end of 82 years of Pontiac history.
I've never owned a Pontiac, though I went to the prom in a Trans Am, put myself through college by working in a GM parts warehouse and thoroughly enjoyed the occasional rented Grand Am. The end of any era makes me sad.
Shredding, old school
Last week the folks in the offices beside mine moved out, now occupying new digs on the ninth floor of the Toronto CBC building.
They took with them the paper shredder, but I was able to find an old one - a really old one - amid the rubble of old SCSI cards, 5 1/4" disks and skeletons of BASIC programmers.
Here's the shredder:

Handsome! But did you catch the brand name?

Yep, "Watergate - top secret". Someone in the manufacturing world obviously has a sense of humour!
Seemed like an odd omen for Inauguration Day, though. In fact, my very first memory of television is sitting down with my parents to watch Richard Nixon depart the Whitehouse. "He was a very bad man, and now he has to go away," my mom told me.
But I was four, so what I heard was, "He lied, so now he gets to ride in a helicopter!"
Amazing, then, to watch the crowds gather in the CBC atrium to watch Barack Obama being sworn in. If you want a better taste of history, please check out the new topic we posted on the CBC Digital Archives: Swearing In: U.S. Presidential Inaugurations - we've got clips of speeches from FDR right through to Dubya.
Freaked!
Back in August, I posted some pictures from a trip to Nova Scotia, including this one:
It's from the parking lot of the Joggins Fossil Cliffs on the Bay of Fundy. I was intrigued by the concept of special spots for "alternative fuel vehicles" - particularly since there's no obvious definition. So I sent it on to the brilliant people at the New York Times' Freakonomics Blog, and they published it today. And of course they had some interesting thoughts on the idea:
Many cities, like Albuquerque, offer free parking to drivers of “hybrid, alternative-fuel, or fuel-efficient†cars. Businesses have also followed suit, reports USA Today.
But drivers of gas-only cars get annoyed, reports the USA Today article, when hybrid drivers take up the best parking spots all day, for free.
In some cases, hybrid-vehicle parking and driving incentives become counterproductive, reports The Washington Post: carpool-lane privileges for hybrid drivers, for example, have helped to clog those lanes.
I'm a big fan of the Freakonomics Blog - I enjoyed the book, and the blog is a daily roundup of the fuzzy interaction between society and numbers - just my kind of thing. But the best thing about the blog is the high quality of the discussion in the comments - a collection of smart people thinking about the way the world works, and backing it up.
Here are some quotes from the discussion of special parking for alternative fuel vehicles:
Maybe even more productive would be having a special section for SUVs to park in the most remote location of the parking lot.
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So a hybrid $70,000 Cadillac Escalade Hybrid that gets 20 mpg gets a free parking spot in LA than I do in my 36 mpg Honda Civic, and gets to use the carpool lane (a much larger chunk of it, physically speaking, than I would).
That’s not just ridiculous. It’s stupid. Very stupid.
So are the alternative fuel spots.
Does it count if I have a 1920s steam locomotive driven by burning coal?
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LEED, the most common system for certifying “green†construction in the United States, allows a project to earn one point toward certification if you reserve 5% of the project’s parking capacity for low-emitting and fuel-efficient vehicles. For the cost of a few signs, you can get a cheap point. Much cheaper than, say, improving your building’s energy efficiency.
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They have hybrid emblems at eBay for $13. Slap one on the back of your car and enjoy the benefits of the special parking spaces. Unless the authorities are going to pop open your hood and confirm your drive train, you should be able to get away with it. Just depends on your personal moral tolerance for trickery
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Hey, I have an idea! Make the polluting cars drive further and longer around the parking lot looking for a place to park, while the up-close parking spaces are largely empty.
Of course, you could simply pull your F-350 Ford Pick-Up into the space (if it would fit), rationalizing that you ARE using alternative fuel–after all, gasoline is an alternative to…nuclear, coal, solar, fuel cells, hydrogen, and so forth.
They even got an interesting response from the operations coordinator of Joggins.
Soon after, the picture prompted a very interesting analysis from my friend Chris Macdonald, he of The Business Ethics Blog (and one of the 100 Most Influential People in Business Ethics.) He adds:
But there's another important issue here: even if it were clear what counted as "alternative" (which it's not) and even if "alternative" SUVs really deserved special parking (which they don't) there's still an issue about what sorts of values, in general, we promote through special parking privileges. Note, for example, that every parking space reserved for alt-fuel vehicles is thereby made unavailable for, say, handicapped parking. Or for parking for pregnant women and new mothers. Or for motorcycles and scooters and bicycles. A business can, of course, have special parking spots for all of the above, and still have room for the rest of us — if they've got a really big parking lot. But still, someone has to get the spots closest to the door. In making a move to promote a particular value (like environmentalism), organizations need to think not just about what values they're promoting, but about what other values they're de-emphasizing at the same time.
Seems they have these spots at IKEA now as well. What do you think - good idea, or just adding a green patina to the asphalt?
[Since I'm mentioning my past blog entries, I'll point out that green parking spots sure beat Christmas parking, and construction site parking!]
Exam Night in Canada
There are times when I miss being in university.
I'm currently reading (among other things) Studs Terkel's Working, and the first chapter involves a steelworker lamenting how his life turned out. When asked what we dreams about, he says: "You know what I'd like to do for one year? Live like a college kid. Just for one year. I'd love to. Wow! (Whispers) Wow! Sports car! Marijuana! (Laughs.) Wild, sexy broads. I'd love that, hell yes, I would."
Now, I did my undergrad at Trent, which wasn't known for sports cars or wild, sexy broads (my wife excepted.)Â But I do look back with some nostalgia at the experience.
Except for the exams part. I don't miss that. And I can only imagine what it feels like to be at a much bigger school, taking exams in a setting like this:
That's the scene happening right now in the Metro Toronto Convention Centre, where Ryerson students are stacked up in the hundreds to panick and scribble silently in something that resembles nothing more than a Chinese factory floor (more pictures here and here). I can't imagine a more stressful setting, and let's hope none of these kids experience such a setting again (unless they are studying to work in a Chinese factory.)
And you know, I'll forgive them if they need a little spin in a sports car afterward. After the ice clears.
Trust
This image is part of a mural below the Metro Centre in Toronto, at the bottom of the escalators as you approach the underground shops.
As my colleague Vivian pointed out, it's a beautiful representation of love and trust - until you look on the ring finger of the smaller hand, right where a wedding ring might go, and spot the surveillance camera. Nice.
Owl on Queen
On Sunday, what appeared to be a snowy owl parked himself on the sign for a drug store at the corner of Queen St. East and Logan Ave. He drew quite a crowd, though he didn't seem bothered in the least. No idea why he decided to roost here in the middle of a Sunday afternoon. But my kids loved it!
Shot in the dark
Last weekend I attended a photography "playshop" called Shot in the Dark (run by Rob Kennedy), exploring different ways to play with light in low light and night photos. Though not all the tricks are techniques you'd use regularly, it was a hoot to mess around with long exposures.
One of the techniques is "light painting" your subject matter with a flashlight to illuminate otherwise dark features, or create weird glowing effects like this wagon wheel below. Using a 20 second exposure (w. tripod and cable release) I walked beside the camera and shone a flashlight around the rim and in the centre. Interesting effect, though not particularly natural in this case.
Sure, you can alter images in Photshop, but it's not nearly as fun as waving a flashlight around in a dark barn.
You canbe more subtle, of course. Here's an old wooden boat being stored in the barn. There was almost no direct light on it, and the light leaking through the barn wood was much brighter. But a flashlight "painting"of the bow and stern of the boat brings out the definition:

Or you can make some nice, spooky effects - here's a small barn that I "painted" with a flashlight in different ways (left, it was in complete dark - you can see I missed a few spots with the flashlight; in the right image there was a bit of light from another building, so I just painted the doorway - looks like something evil is hatching in there, no?)

We also messed around with lighting up trees, shooting car tail lights, the moon rising, etc. Good fun. More images can be found on my Flickr set.
Next week: Skies.
Ninja’d!
So, two of my photoshopped CanLit revisionist covers made the final cut in the Bookninja contest!
Give it a look, and maybe e-mail your votes (mine are The Whirlpool and The Handmaid's Tale). I'd love it if you voted for mine, but I'm not going to ask you to, as I think there are much better ones on the list.
It's too late for me to send it in now, but I had another entry idea yesterday. Margaret Atwood gets it pretty hard in the contest, since her titles lend themselves so well to spoofing. So here's another, particularly appropriate for Bookninja.












