Monday, March 1, 2010

Time Has No Meaning




Not since the film business, have I ever encountered so many flakes as can be found in the world of photography.  Enough to fill a cereal box in Vancouver alone.  I have to wonder when, in the course of human evolution, creative came to be synonymous with unreliable.  You don't get to be "eccentric" or "idiosyncratic" in my book unless you are either other-worldly talented or stinking rich.  So far, I haven't met anybody in Vancouver who fits those bills...


Nikon D90 and Lensbaby Fish-eye.


- Vince Hemingson

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