Double Exposure Wednesday: We Wait for Trains that Just Aren’t Coming…

double exposure vieux montreal (7)double exposure vieux montreal (10)double exposure vieux montreal (6)double exposure vieux montreal (8)double exposure portrait silo 5double exposure vieux montreal (5)      This series of double exposure were taken on the weekend while Victor and I were exploring Silo #5 in Vieux-Montreal. We didn’t go inside the factory or silos but we did get inside the fence and had a chance to explore around them. To me the best part was going underneath the huge lines that use to connect the building to trains for transporting the grains (at least what’s what I logically assume they use to be for) so I wanted to share those photos first. I have plenty more double exposures from the front of the building as well but thought I’d share them in another post likely in mid-May as this post would have been huge so look out for that if you enjoy abandoned buildings. I’m so excited about being able to leave my house again. Recovering my concussion is going well and just maybe this summer I can get inside the Silo #5. Can you imagine the view from there?


52 Weeks of Self-Portraits

24/52 Silos

52 weeks of self portrait photography (4)52 weeks of self portrait photography (6) I cannot begin to state how excited this week’s self-portrait makes me. There is just something about dangling my feet over edges that always makes me feel a bit free. I think most people think its stupidity and dangerous but when you are comfortable with your own safety and you’re not being overly reckless it just feels like you’ve escape life confines and rules for a short moment. It’s the same sensation I get when I am swimming in the ocean.  I would have stayed up there listening to Aphex Twin and A Tribe Called Red for hours if I could have. Instead I just spent half an hour there before heading back down to the ground level as we had finished exploring the silos and adjacent buildings. I also managed in the first few minutes there to smug tar on my forehead and it was impossible to remove, and I was still wet in this photo from biking in the rain to get to the Silos…so this week’s portrait is extra glamorous. Also on completely unrelated note, my hair is getting super pale and faded but I kind of enjoy it – don’t worry though it’ll be changing soon enough. I’m thinking purple for the next colour or maybe grey.


A Tribe Called Red “Sisters”

I also made a short video as it’s almost impossible to really capture what it’s like up there (watch in HD):

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