Friday, November 28, 2014

IF I JUST SHIVVED YOU FOR A BARBIE DOLL, IT MUST BE BLACK FRIDAY

Which is worse ...

The fact that thousands of people are ditching work, shirking responsibility, expecting others at their work places to pick up their slack and potentially causing their employers money, just to shop on Black Friday?

Or people lining up for hours, jostling, insulting, sometimes physically assaulting each other, just to shop on Black Friday?

Or that media outlets are making front page, lead story, chopper in the air visuals of people ditching work, assaulting each other, just to shop on Black Friday?

Or perhaps this is worse ...

In Uganda, Africa, every day is Black Friday

Yeh, I went there

Deal with it

Tuesday, November 11, 2014

ONCE WE FOUGHT WARS

Once we fought wars.

They were not our wars but willingly we went. For another country, for an ideal, for the adventure. We went.

They were great wars. They were fought for reasons we often did not understand. For reasons rarely, if ever, fully explained to us. At the time did we care. Would it have made a difference. There was a war to be fought, there was manhood to prove there was a chance to go away to get away to be Over There

We went.

We went and the reality hit us. So different from the stories and the songs and psalms. Reality was the singular earthy metallic fecund smell of the trenches; the particular shade of black that blood becomes when spattered across a moonlit beach; that last flicker of light, so real yet so ephemeral, that is the life flickering away in the eyes of your best friend

We went.

We cut ourselves on the barbed wire, we crawled across the bodies of our brothers on the beach, we huddled, snot freezing to the point of pain on our faces on the winter reservoir.

We listened to our commanders, often speaking to us in the clipped accent of another country, as they ordered us to charge the guns, the cannons the machine guns, over and over. Over and over. Until we could barely leap over the bodies of the dead and we knew where the guns were because of the redness of the glowing hot barrels.

We stood on the docks of the harbour in Hong Kong as the commanders sailed away with the soldiers of the their own countries, hearing the enemy breaking over the hills, knowing we could do naught but drop our guns and wait for the shackles to fit our wrists

We went.

We fought and we died and we were captured and we marched and we questioned the orders and we pondered the reasons but we moved forward. Always forward. Street to street, house house, trench to trench, ocean to ocean.

We went.

We were taught our place. We were permitted to glimpse a glimmer of the plan to be allowed to feel a part of it. A small part of it. But never asked to really understand. Never expected to do anything but to go forward, to advance, to pour ourselves into the breach, over the berm, across the harbour.

To fight.

And we fought. We always fought. And others knew that we fought, they saw that we did. They gave us names. They shook their heads. They knew that we would fight. They knew we break down the doors, leap up on to the tanks, stand on the decks of the ships and fire. They knew that we would fight.

We went.

Now we do not fight wars. We are involved in actions, in missions, in conflicts. We are asked to do things that police officers should do. We are asked to eradicate the enemy but not be seen to kill them. We are asked not to fight but to complete the mission.

Once we fought wars.

Wars have ended, wars have changed, wars are more clearly the mechanism of politicians.

But still.

We go.





Tuesday, October 28, 2014

THE ZOMBIE APOCALYPSE WILL BE FACEBOOKED

It's the zombie apocalypse! With a marching band! And Mickey Mouse!

No wait .. it's Toronto's annual Zombie Crawl. Thousands of zombies gathered at City Hall but the ravenous undead realized they would starve at that location .. ain't many brains at city hall

So they gathered themselves and began to shamble through the city, seeking  brains (and this being Toronto) lattes.

Organic and fan based, this event has grown over the years. I don't really know why people dress up as zombies and lurch through the streets. Yes, it's close to Halloween. And zombies are as popular, if not more so, than ever before.

The degree of effort and work put into these costumes always astonishes me. Anyone, apparently, is ripe to be zombified. Mickey Mouse, Batman, Elvis ... and creatures I can't even describe. People are into this, to put it mildly.

And not just costumes, but performances as well. People were more than willing to put on their best zombie crawl and try to attack me and camera. Poor things. They would starve. Everyone knows that cameramen don't have brains

Speaking of cameras: Like the Fan Expo, this is an event that brings Toronto's cameramen, professional and amateur and aspiring, out of the woodwork. There were a lot of cameras there, both still and video. Hundreds of camera phones, and dozens of more professional outfits, including some with huge reflectors and even gigantic lights. DSLR rigs with steadicams, GoPros on booms and even "traditional" camcorders like mine. We may be a dying breed but we're out there.

And a dying breed just makes sense at the Zombie Crawl

So, on that note:
Toronto Zombie Crawl 2014 from Victor Kellar on Vimeo.

Monday, October 20, 2014

THINGS I LEARNED AT THANKSGIVING

This past weekend we celebrated our annual Thanksgiving up at the lodge at Nares Inlet with Collette's extended family. Always a fun event, packing up the clan on the boats and going out in the bay for some food and for some family friendly games.






This year though, our couple days up at Springhaven taught me a few lessons. So, here are THINGS I LEARNED THIS YEAR AT THANKSGIVING

1) MY DOG HATES ROCKS

Terra hates rocks. She does. She always has. I don't know why. But she hates em.

Collette took Terra for a walk in the bush. They found, as one does back there, a rough little inukshuk made from loosely laid stones. Well. A pile of rocks. Artfully done. In Terra's eyes, that means war








See, I was not exaggerating. My dog hates rocks

2) SPONTANEOUS TRICK OR TREATING

You think you know when Hallowe'en is. You know that it does happen on Thanksgiving. Think again! And be on high alert! Always have candy at hand because you never know when a Princess will show up at your door, demanding candy. And when a princess asks .. well , you know .. fork it over







3) KEEP YOUR FAMILY IN A CAGE

Well, who can argue with that. Normally Dennis and Dave et al take us to the Painted Rocks for Thanksgiving but the bay was feeling a tad .. frisky. So for safety sake we went out to the Archipeligo paddle tennis court for the snacks and games. And hey, who can argue with these images










For more lessons, refer to the video.
Thanksgiving Nares Inlet 2014 from Victor Kellar on Vimeo.

Tuesday, October 14, 2014

NUIT BLANCHE 2014: VISION OBSTRUCTED

To make any kind of art, be it a painting or a piece of music or a video, you have to have a vision. In your mind you have an idea of the art which you want to create. It can be something fully realized, every brush stroke on the painting, the range of colours, the direction of the light across the canvas. Or the vision can be "soft", incorporeal, loosely defined. An idea, an emotion, a soft shape existing at the corner of your eye.

This part is actually easy. The difficult part is realizing these visions. That's where technique comes in.

nuit blanche is an yearly event in Toronto, an all night (mostly) outdoor art festival. There are nuit blanche events in other cities but this is the one that I attend. Duh. I live here.

I have made many nuit blanche videos. The event lends itself to the visual. Duh. It's art. Sort of.

This year I wanted to try something different. Instead of just a document of the festival I wanted to do something a bit more impressionistic. Even before I saw what the night had to offer, I had a vision in my mind. But each nuit blanche is different, which makes it worth attending but also makes it difficult to plan for.

For me, people wandering through the city all night long has become as compelling at the art itself. The intangible of nuit blanche is that the entire city becomes an art piece, and with the addition of us the people, a performance piece. And that's what I wanted to capture.

I'm not sure if the video is entirely successful. It is not my fully realized vision but it satisfies the idea very well. Technically, I'm not entirely happy with it. I decided to shoot at 24 fps (frames per second). It is not a setting which I normally use but I used it to film the exterior of the CNE video below on that setting and I was very pleased with the result, I thought the frame rate added an attractive depth and contrast range to the video

C.N.E. 2014 Day One from Victor Kellar on Vimeo.


But the midway at the CNE has a tremendous amount of ambient light, the streets of Toronto not so much. Also, slow down 24 fps is not as clear and clean as slowing down 60 fps on which I normally shoot.

I did not spend near as much time at the event as I should have. The layout was very different this year and there was a lot of space between the "zones" where the art was distributed. So, I probably did not give myself the best opportunity to duplicate the vision in my mind.

Still, I was able to do something different. And at my age, something different is always a triumph.

The Dreaming City: nuit blanche Toronto 2014 from Victor Kellar on Vimeo.

Wednesday, September 24, 2014

IT ISN'T FIGHTING IF YOUR OPPONENT DOESN'T HAVE ARMS .. OR LEGS .. OR A FACE

Those who follow this blog (and seriously, what's wrong with you?) may know that I am a fan of Mixed Martial Arts, better known as MMA

I have written a few blogs on this subject but I rarely write about specific fighters or matches, mostly because there are thousands of people more qualified than I who are doing just that

But recently I had a ringside seat to a fight so unusual and special, well, I just had to show it here.

This match, between two MMA superstars, was fought at catchweight, which means that one  or both fighter did not meet the standard for a particular weight class. And one of them did not meet the standard for a sentient creature

Yeh, it's like Friday night in Tweed

The fight featured a skill veteran of the inhuman fighting circuit, Terra "The Terror" has many fights under her collar although she is infamous for her unorthodox fighting style.

Yeh, she bites

Her opponent is a newcomer, no fight experience but a sort of stoic strength that radiated it from it's taurine frame

Yeh, it's a log

Ok, let's get on with it

Sunday, September 7, 2014

FAN EXPO 2014: IF IT'S FRIDAY, YOU MUST BE POKEMAN

As stated in my previous post, the end of summer in Toronto means it's C.N.E. time; jet planes, Superdogs and carnival games

But it also means Fan Expo time: X wing fighter planes, superheroes and video games.



Fan Expo is an increasingly massive event that fills both halls of the enormous Metro Covention Centre and runs for four days (well three and a half) Normally I go for only one of those days. It gives me an opportunity to buy some graphic novels, some video games, maybe some anime and lately, sit in on some workshops as I continue to try to delve into the world of graphic novel creation.

This year I went for every day of the Expo. Every freaking day. All together, about 30 hours. Thirty freaking hours. Yeh. You know. I ain't as young as these people


I did attend a couple of writing/publishing/promotions workshops but those were not my main emphasis this year. This year I went to make a video. I always smack together a little music video from the show, and I have done that, as you can see below. But I also wanted to make a different kind of video. Fan Expo attracts something in the area of half a million people over its three days. Many of them, like myself, come for the entire run of the show. I've seen these people, I've bumped into these people, I've taken their pictures


Fan Expo is a cross platform fan experience. Comics, anime, sci fi, horror .. as it is billed. People come to meet their idols in all these genres, to cosplay, to express themselves and whatever world it is that they love.


So I conducted a bunch of interviews of people, you will see a bit of that in the video below, and I followed a girl on her first Fan Expo experience. She is a different kind of girl, she was after a different kind of experience, but she did it in costume, with Spiderman, so who am I to complain


For any of those interested, I'm documenting the process of making this video on my other blog, Idiot With A Camera And no, for those wondering, it will not have any Power Rangers in it


The experience was exhausting for me but a lot of fun. I enjoyed the workshops and I enjoyed the filming; I did not shop as much but that is better for my wallet I suppose. I was more in work mode for the weekend and I sort of missed my "fan experience" But I got to watch many others enjoy their own




I don't know if I'd do the four days again, not if I was not making a film. I think two days would be perfect, if I could cram a bunch of workshops and networking into a day and another day to wander around, buy some shit, meet some people shoot some video for fun. Still, it was an interesting experience and I got to see some things that I never have before. It was exhausting but it's always nice to know that if I got into trouble, I had lots of people who could help me out .. or make it worse ... at Fan Expo, you never know



So, here's the video, mostly the usual music video but a little preview (sort of) of what is yet to come

Fan Expo Toronto 2014 from Victor Kellar on Vimeo.
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