A Waste Of Wood?
A Waste Of Wood?
Gin California
Gin California
Happy 'Love' Day
Happy 'Love' Day
No Exercise For You
No Exercise For You
Big Brother
Big Brother
People Are Jerks
People Are Jerks
Reflections Of Untold Desires
Reflections Of Untold Desires
Daily Commute
Daily Commute
Let's Take The Car
Let's Take The Car
Cheese Please?
Cheese Please?
That's A Door
That's A Door
Imperialism
Imperialism
Let There Be Light
Let There Be Light
This Is Not Green
This Is Not Green
Let's Talk
Let's Talk
Happy Newyear
Happy Newyear
A Waste Of Wood?
A Waste Of Wood?Here in Canada, most things are made of wood. Well, most things I know to be made of other materials in my corner of the world. Especially houses. Sure, there’s an ‘opulence’ of wood here, but is it really the best material to build houses from? I prefer mine to be brick or concrete, thank you very much. For many reasons. This is a pretty staircase though.
Gin California
Gin CaliforniaHumming Hotel California while getting buzzed on Ryan Reynolds gin. Birthday bashes could be worse.
Happy 'Love' Day
Happy 'Love' DayAnd suddenly you see phallic references all over the place. This one though seems a bit…frigid…
No Exercise For You
No Exercise For YouThe still defunct gym, basketball & squash court and pool by our building. One pays for it, but one doesn’t get to use it. Acknowledged as a fact of life, and not much one can do about it. Weird.
Big Brother
Big BrotherWherever you go, Big Brother is always watching you. Which is ‘safe’, but also not so ‘safe’. And I don’t like it. Walking around in a ski mask might be the only alternative, which isn’t really an alternative, come to think of it. This whole monitoring-for-the-good-of-all society is giving me the creeps. Also, I’m not in a car. I’m in a lift.
People Are Jerks
People Are JerksWherever you go. Did your mommy teach you this? Do you throw your trash out of your car window while you drive? Do you have any common courtesy? It’s a small thing, and it’s a big thing.
Reflections Of Untold Desires
Reflections Of Untold Desires
Daily Commute
Daily CommuteIf not by car, than by bus. Just because I’m lucky the bus route here takes me right where I need to go, quickly. But don’t be fooled, you need your car. Need. And the subsequent urban planning around the dependency on such vehicles will be the downfall of society here. In more ways than just ecological.
Let's Take The Car
Let's Take The CarBecause let’s face it, you don’t really have a choice. But don’t let this picture fool you, it looks like any regular highway. But this particular one, and just this 2.1km long stretch you’re seeing, has an annual average daily traffic count of…236,500. That’s almost 237,000 cars passing by, every day, on this little piece of tarmac. On average. That’s not counting rush hours, summer time, holidays, etc. Still, the current government does not actively and aggressively promote (with e.g. tax incentives) the use of hybrid or electric cars.
Cheese Please?
Cheese Please?Sometimes I forget in what kind of opulence I live. It takes effort to make a seasoned, cheese-loving Dutchman to go ‘errr…I dunno what to do here’ in a cheese store. Which sells everything from said diary produce to cured hams and wild truffles. I mean, that’s nice, but.
That's A Door
That's A DoorA glass door.
Imperialism
ImperialismA homeless person on Victoria Street. So I had to have a chat and share something with her. It’s -20C, in case you’re wondering.
Let There Be Light
Let There Be LightWithout it I’d go bonkers. I’m lucky to have the view I have and the light that comes through these windows. Sunsets are something of a daily treat here.
This Is Not Green
This Is Not GreenNo green fingers here, so what you’re seeing now is already dead. Without producing much of anything. It can’t be that hard to actually grow something, can it?!
Let's Talk
Let's TalkPeople don’t talk. At least not as far as I’m observing. And that includes me. Am I letting this happen to me or is there something I can blame for this slumbering social deficiency? It can’t all be just because of social media. Or because of physical distance between friends. Or because you are wary of how people will react when spoken to. Because God forbid, someone you don’t know actually talks to you. Protect your bubble at all cost.
Happy Newyear
Happy NewyearThis is not what you think, or maybe it is. That little devil is not to blame either. A good beginning of the new year? Time will tell, little piggie.
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