Leaving home one day during May, I walked out the door to this scene.

The rider is sitting on the curb, quite lucky to be okay.

Tenant played music for me, which I liked.

Here we were, waiting to cross the street.

I can’t remember where we were headed though. Probably the liquor store.

We celebrated Dave’s birthday by Trout Lake on a nice evening.

That car had some shit on it.

Eating the frosty at the park.

Playing the banjo by the sunset.

Hopefully that series made a lot of sense to you.

Here we are heading out to visit with the family, my sister incorporated some of the makeup tips my father had offered.

Apparently I thought it was important to do that.

Here’s that.

Here’s a birdie.

Here’s… that.

Here’s the garage, with a variety of scenery.

He missed.

I thought grandpa was waiting to tell me something but I made the photo and then he walked away. My sister and I consulted to determine that he meant to offer me a beer.

These kind of things happen when you have a computer camera in your hands.

Sorry, you’re not allowed to do that.

The reason for our visit.

Later I met up with an old friend.

We’re going back home here, even though it looks like we’re going the same direction we were going before.

Well, I guess I just sent that all to the internet. Oops.

The other day something happened.

Don’t believe me?

No, really.

You wouldn’t believe it unless you saw it. Tenant played a show.

Fortunately, I was there.

Underneath a shopping mall in downtown Vancouver I was with Kevin.

Particle physics chatter from behind the coffee.

Pagans, pagans are awesome.

I think we all know what’s to become of this image.

Lou.

Zane is my favourite Our Town performer.

Tenant plays Pub 340.

With friends Cortez the Killer. Getting nice and drunk for this show which was a real treat.

Beard and I met up with JJ for some cheeseburgers.

While we waited for him to finish with the telephone there was an artistic flash of genius.

This portrait is in response to this campaign by Translink last year.

It was a high class dining experience.

Another evening at the Reef, a great Caribbean restaurant around the corner from my place.

He said he didn’t have time to pack a decent lunch that day. We didn’t let him get away with that without a photograph each.

My friends Sarah and Norm collected a group to celebrate and send them off to South East Asia for 2 months.

no feeding.’

Tonight it’s someones birthday. Mission: get drunk and see a good band.

Yes, it’s JAPANDROIDS entry 2.0. This time at the Rickshaw Theatre. If you don’t like Japandroids you have some boring scrolling to do. Sorry.

As you can tell I’m working on a project involving diversity in live music photography.

Enjoying coffee with Kev-bo and Tanya.

The following day I ran up behind them and HYPERFOCAL’D their asses. Once again demonstrating that I’m all about photography of great depth.

Here’s Kevin demonstrating how well he can focus on my shoulder/a bag of garbage. Come to think of it I’m a little disturbed that there is a bag of garbage on the counter. Here’s Randy demonstrating that he knows how to pose for spontaneous portraits.

We met with old friends that we don’t see so often.

I had a quick draw contest with Kevin in the kitchen. He’s holding a ‘retarded-bright’ EDC flashlight. 180 lumens for the nerds who care to know.

He asian’d the shit out of everyone in the house for the nerds who care to know.

Still dreaming about this show. The ticket’s on my desk next to me.

Guest guitarist on Talking In Figures. I didn’t know his name actually, but he did a beautiful thing.

Rock and roll. Over and out.