Darklight Over

Somehow I will always end up back at Union Station. No matter what happens, when I run out of ideas of what to photograph, I end up at Union Station. I sit down on one of the benches and think, I try to figure out what could be the best angle to shoot a picture at. Sometimes I come up with nothing, for the most part I can always find something. In this case, I was looking for the washroom, upon entering into the main area a brilliant light was shining through the window. I had to capture this person walking within the light, like they were coming out of the shadows. 

Back to the world of abandonment in Toronto, we have this house. It is situated in the east end, near where the Don Jail used to be. When I first seen this house it was blue, looked the same, and less green. Now after time has past, things have grown a fair amount. I wonder what is in the inside, is everything moldy? Is there a body inside? Is there even floors? Why is it still there? I guess because it's attached in a row house setting. These little gems show up all over Toronto, you just have to look.

On thing about the big city, is that we have a lot of windows surrounded by metal and beams. The modern is everywhere, Sunlife Financial is just another one of those buildings. It's huge and tall, probably took place of some older structure that was there for years. One thing about the magic hour is getting outside and grabbing the photo when you can see it happening. 

Going though most of the important photos so far, and giving them some life with events that happened throughout my life. I have enjoyed writing this blog. I did get out some major emotions here, happy and sad. I hope you all enjoyed everything. However, this is going to be my last post for now. I may come up with a new blog or turn this one into a book, we will have to see. It was fun, have a wonderful life my friends.

Lamps, Bricks, Faces And Darklight

I'm glad I took this picture, at the time I didn't know just how important it would be, but now I see. When the shot was taken we hadn't heard anything as to what was happening to this bookstore. I wouldn't have thought anything about it. The original thought I had in my head when I took the shot, was that I loved how the sunshine was setting perfectly on my favourite store. 

And then......

This. I'm going back one more time tomorrow and gathering the last of the pictures that I can take of this torture. I'll never forget the many times I would visit the bookstore, not even thinking of its demise. Twisted metal and shattered bricks, lights dangle and ceiling tiles sway in the wind.

Another old shot. This was taken on Yonge Street, I think it was just north of St. Clair Avenue. Just past the gates of an apartment building, there was a small garden with a fountain. I'm glad I decided to investigate, or I wouldn't have found this. The perfect old fountain with the cutest little face on it. One day I will go back and re-shoot this. For now, you have this beauty.

Look at the lights, they are a hidden beauty. I loved that they were lining the shot as is. The lovely trees all in bloom in the background at sunset, and the lit lamps getting ready for the night to come. I took this one while walking down near the waterfront in the west, near the Humber River. Keep this image in mind when you are having a bad day, the green in the shot will keep your spirits happy and light.

Westbound Darklight

This is how it is, everything is going westbound. There is this strong sense of safety for me in the west end, my body naturally goes there for strength. I guess this is why I live in the west end of Toronto. Comfort is near Highpark for me. Plus I have been headed that way for years, I grew up in Mississauga, which is west. Even when I decided to move out on my own, I stayed in Etobicoke. Mind you, I did move back home again, not that it was that far away. So when I get on the subway, for the most part, I'm headed west on the way home. 

Yes we have The Worlds Biggest Bookstore again. It still breaks my heart. In fact, I've gone back many times to photograph more and more of the demolition. I probably will go back one more time, I think I will get one more chance to photograph destruction. I keep thinking of all the wonderful times that I used to spend in the store, I would take hours, sometimes my Mom would be waiting for me to meet her at her work and I would take so long looking for the right book and she would have to call me, "Brenna, are you almost done in the bookstore? I would like to go home!". I miss it so much.

The light, so much light. When you walk in the concourse (PATH) for so long in your day, the sudden flash of light is blinding. I was walking from First Canadian Place to TD Centre underground and seen this thing called sunlight. Hahahah!! In a sense it made for a great shot, with some blurring and softness, this happened.  

For some reason, this is my mind as of this moment. Shredded to the branches of its leaves and preparing for a dark winter. I'm not ready for this one, my emotions are really off right now, and I'm not looking forward to X-Mas. Don't ask. This year, I'm going to be stronger, and more prepared. As for now, the depression is kicking my butt, and my medication is working overtime. In the long run, I will overcome this in the New Year.