Ottawa, which is home more than anywhere else, which is where every important memory of my life has ever taken place, and which I love like crazy, is still just not that amazing to take pictures of. In some ways, it feels like a little city trying to pretend to be a big city. It's familiarity and "little city-ness" is what makes me love it, but it's just not that inspiring...
I was telling M a few weeks ago that while I think it takes talent to capture something beautiful in a picture, it's much harder, and takes much more talent to capture the mundane and make it extraordinary or somewhat interesting. I'm trying to train my eye to do that ...
On a different note, the building I work in has a Holt Renfrew downstairs, that most expensive of clothing stores... I usually walk through in the afternoon on my way out, since it's the exit closest to my bus stop, and in this weather, I avoid the outdoors as much as humanly possible... I feel exceptionally silly walking among the Burberry Shirts and the thousand dollar sweaters. I wonder that anyone can pay that much for clothing.
Here's their display window this week...
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