urban_memories [the unfinished polaroids]
Sunday, December 16, 2007
Thursday, December 13, 2007
Pièce de résistance.- Hey!
- Heyyyyy Emily! Long time.
- Hihihihi Yeah. I have a question.
- Who were those people who burnt rubber tires and closed off roads because the electricity was cut off?
- Well they are... I would like to say they are Lebanese.
- Then how come not all Lebanese reacted the same to the same situation. I mean the power is cut all the same in pretty much all regions of your country right?
- And economically it affects everyone the same right?
- So why?
- I don't know. I can't say.
- You also told me once that this part of the population does not pay their electrical bills to begin with. Correct?
- Yes that's correct. They don't pay bills.
- So how can you NOT pay your electrical bill, and then go on a demonstration condemning power surge and power failure. What do you call that?
- What does that mean?
- What!!! But you told me that "resistance" was a good thing, and that the opposition is always better than the loyalists.
- Not anymore Emily. Not anymore.
- So you're telling me I should like the loyalists better now?
- No no wait. Not just yet. I might change my mind, as they all change their minds daily.
- I don't get it.
- I don't either.
- You know, I don't like your country anymore. It is tiring me.
- It is tiring me too Em. It is tiring me too. But I still like it.
For those of you who don't know Emily yet, here are other once posted conversations I have had with her:
Emily is imperfect, different, always eager to learn. and constantly asking difficult questions. She's extremely innocent, sweet, cute, and most importantly... she dwells in my head most of the time.
Wednesday, December 12, 2007
She's over studying.
Not enough hours in one day.
Messages left for one another are coded with Xs and Os.
Communication is key.
Two more grids to go... The score is a tie...
Place your bets ladies and gentlemen... place your bets.
Thursday, December 06, 2007
Dec. 07 / Mtl, Qc / Canon Eos Digital Rebel XTi
[before] pictures of the same view.
Think of how we studied past civilizations. We dug through their ruins.
We dug through their ruins, and we figured them out. From their traces, and from their marks, we were able to reconstruct and then deconstruct their cities, their architecture, their philosophies, and infiltrated into the deepest secrets of their societies.
We studied their complexities.
Their memory is our history.
Think of the traces we are leaving.
What will be our imprints? How will our traces be read? Every detail and all important manifestations of our society, and the phenomenon of modern Homo Urbanis, are digitally archived; and online.
Our memory was commodified, and invested in a dot.com long time ago.
The memory we will be leaving will be a digital memory card.
These will be our digital ruins.
Our being is metamorphosing into Digital Ruins!
We're coded, saved and archived on some sort of an advanced hard drive, for the scrutiny of higher beings of the future.
In the scheme of life, all in all we're just another USB stick in the wall.
A snowstorm has been hitting Montréal for the past three days. It just started to clear.
Hibernation is a state of inactivity and metabolic depression in animals, characterized by lower body temperature, slower breathing, and lower metabolic rate. Hibernation conserves energy, especially during winter. Hibernation may last several days or weeks depending on species, ambient temperature, and time of year. The typical winter season for a hibernator is characterized by periods of hibernation interrupted by sporadic euthermic arousals wherein body temperature is restored to typical values. Hibernation allows animals to conserve energy during the winter when food is short. During hibernation, animals drastically lower their metabolism so as to tap energy reserves stored as body fat at a slower rate. [wiki]