chapter four.thirty. era.

minx.

era: n. 1. a period of time marked by distinctive character, events, etc. 2. the period of time to which anything belongs or is to be assigned.

in late august, from the people stepped back into the 50's (and the 60's and the 70's annnd the 80's) and had such a blast. lana was a total babe and our crew totally brought it together.

check it:

and a few shots of us getting it done:
now if only that warm breeze was still around...
*pout*

chapter four.twenty.nine. complain.

ungh.

complain: v. to express dissatisfaction, pain, uneasiness, censure, resentment, or grief.

why did blogger change?
why does it insist on desaturing photos?

chapter four.twenty.eight. foursquare.

tranquility before the chaos.

foursquare: n. a child's game in which each of four players stands in one of four boxes drawn on the ground in a two-by-two grid and must bounce a ball into another player's box without holding the ball or stepping out of bounds.

i've been at the same school for about a week now (great for a substitute, i'm loving the routine) and one of my daily responsibilities is yard duty during recess and lunch. one thing i have noticed:

these kids are bringing foursquare back.
with a vengeance.

as a young girl in elementary school, i saw the lonely yellow lines painted on our hardtop, but did i know what to do with them? no. did i even know the game of foursquare (or king's court, if you will) even existed? no. (and i don't think any of the other kids did either.) it wasn't until later that i was educated, but by that time i was in my last year of highschool and it was no longer appropriate for a "child" like me to play.

these kids, however, are lined up (sometimes 10-15 kids waiting to get into a game) around the edge of all four courts chomping at the bit, just waiting for someone to get out. and when someone does, there's no mercy. it's quite entertaining to watch, really. the races to the squares at the beginning of recess, the screams of decisions made ("OUT!" "IN!") and the dives/lengths they go to. one in particular made me chuckle this week. just picture a small 7-8ish year old boy recovering from a miraculous save, only to wipe his brow and mutter, "oh thank HEAVENS!" before crouching to ready position again. eep!

and we thought wall-ball was where it's at this past summer... pfft.

also, i dressed up as a bird on friday.
all the grade six girls loved it.
"your costume is so kewwwl!"

chapter four.twenty.seven. amazement.

*ahh*

amazement: n. overwhelming surprise or astonishment.

i know it's been awhile since i saw it,
but i'm sitting here, being serenaded by karen o and the kids and the intense feelings of joy are rushing back.

100% in love with this film.

i think i need to go again.
until then, imma build a fort and sleep in a real pile.

p.s. i made a paper max yesterday:

chapter four.twenty.six. mothering.

sisters?

mothering: v. caring for or protecting like a mother; act maternally toward. 2. performing the tasks or duties of a female parent; act maternally.

my mom was here last weekend.
it was the best best best time.

i miss you more.
xoxox

chapter four.twenty.five. hairspray.

"not in my eye."

hairspray: n. a liquid in an aerosol or other spray container, for holding the hair in place.

a few behind the scenes photos from "the wild things" shoot:

i love:
black nails
gold crowns
wardrobe suitcases
pink ruffles
canned wine
smiles

xo

chapter four.twenty.four. collaborate.

let the wild rumpus start.

collaborate: intr.v. to work together, especially in a joint intellectual effort.

at the beginning of the summer, two friends and i wanted to start a project to enhance our portfolios, make a few contacts and have some fun...

a bunch of coffees, lots of chicken scratch and big dreams later, from the people: a visual arts collective, was formed.

working together with models, stylists, assistants, artists, clothing designers, set designers, musicians, graphic designers, public relations experts, hair stylists and make-up artists, we're forming quite the little force here in winnipeg.

with a bunch of shoots under our belts (and many more to post and show-off, as well as many more ideas to bring to life) we're totally achieving what we set out to do and i must say: I'M HAVING FUN. it's so great to work with such an amazing group of people and work with them that way; all in it together, all working for the same goal. before our first shoot, i hadn't shot with an assistant and what a difference that makes! i felt free-er and more confident. (maybe it was because i got to boss people around? ha.)

fast-forward a few months and that brings us to today: friday, october 16, 2009, a day i have been waiting for for AGES.

why?

today is the day one of my all-time favourite books is transformed into living, breathing characters on the big screen.

where the wild things are.

(omgoshhh)

being the excited person i was, i wanted to do something to ease the anticipation. a little.

enter "the wild things."
what an absolute blast to shoot!

the day of, our crew of 11 (i know, i'm awesome at coordinating not only my schedule, but those of 10 other people) headed out to gimli to invade freya's cabin and shoot on location in the woods. wanting to bring out key elements from the book (the colour scheme, feel, etc) we set to work shooting in a pretty low-light environment and achieved a more dark and grainy photo. on top of that, we wanted to keep things modern and tell the story in a new way, so we added bright triangles contrasting with the desaturated colours to bring another element of the photo out. it's a little fun, no? (it also goes well with the light-hearted, underlying theme of friendship...?)

cap that off with a bbq chez martin and we were stuffed.
as i said, an absolute blast.

"the wild things":
* brittany hildebrandt - photographer
* mark glucki - post production
* kathleen willson - art director/wardrobe/hair
* leanne havelock - wardrobe/hair
* o.z. - make-up
* brendan heska - videographer
* lauren swan - model, "max"
* ashley welwood - model, "monster"
* bri fozter - model, "monster"/wardrobe
* freya martin - model, "monster"
* sarah pogson - model, "monster"
* sarde hardie - model, "monster"

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also, go see the movie tonight. i am. with my mom. she's visiting. yes.

chapter four.twenty.three. gobble.

fancy feast.

gobble: v. 1. to swallow or eat hastily or hungrily in large pieces; gulp. 2.to make the characteristic throaty cry of a male turkey.

thanksgiving weekend (was great):
- first snowflakes
- mastering the moussaka
- friendly potlucks
- turkey sized tofurkeys
- pony sized puppies
- pumpkin practice
- movies of laughs and interest
- gin flavoured tonics
- second snowflakes
- cuddly sheets
- supersweetsaucy desserts
- cable catch-ups
- comedy education
- third snowflakes
- leftover love
- rest and more rest

hope everyone else had a happy thanksgiving!

chapter four.twenty.two. already.

quiet night.

already: adv. 1. by this or that time; previously; prior to or at some specified or implied time. 2. now; so soon; so early.

october ninth.
so i guess we're skipping fall and going straight to winter...?
for serious?

xoxox,
a torn lover of both the crispness of fall & the romance of snow.

(so on fence with how i should be feeling right now. :| HALP.)

chapter four.twenty.one. wed.

matt & bev klassen - tea for two.

wed: v. to marry (another person) in a formal ceremony; take as one's husband or wife.

july 4th has been stamped in my memory as "best wedding ever."
(is it funny that it also goes by the name of 'independence day'...?)

i flew home for the shortest weekend on july 2nd to wield my camera at my cousin matt's wedding (to the most perfect bride, bev) and i've got to say that it not was not only a great day behind the lens, but also a great day for a party with my long lost hometown friends.

best.
really.

now... because matt and i aren't so close in a geographical sense (silly winnipeg) but quite the opposite in the friendship sense (and not just because of forcedfamilyties, but because we actually likeeachotheraspeople), the day held much more significance than it would have had i flown in to be a "guest." being their photographer gave us three a chance to hangout over the course of the day in a totally different way than most friends and family get to experience on the hectic day of "i do's." on a day that generally zips by and is over without warning, i got to be there with them for the majority of it - how rad? ...especially since our visits lately have been zero to one. or two. maybe.

that afternoon we trekked all over decew... smiling, funny-face making (bev, you are the queen of this. life is too short to be serious, i'm glad you have that figured out), bonding, reminiscing, laughing, little-kid-corral-ing, tea-drinking and most of all: great-photo-getting. (ouch, my grammar.)clicking the shutter that afternoon was the easiest as the two of them are the best at being babes in love.

seriously.
dream-team.

and finally... when the time came to "get down" it was done (super) right on our aunt and uncle's (giant) lawn in the heart of the (scenic) niagara peninsula countryside. hot-off-the-bbq steak, ice-cream-buffet sundaes, lit-from-within paper lanterns, midnight-sugar-candy handfuls and dance-moves-for-days were a few of the highlights. oh. and (most of) my favourite people all under one (tent) roof for a night.

sigh... can we go back?

CONGRATULATIONS MATT & BEV!
x's & o's! x's & o's! x's & o's!

p.s. for the full experience/vows/decew falls/kisses/pastries/romance/reception happenings/m.j. impersonations/more photos/etc/etc/etc, click here.