Showing posts with label vancouver bc. Show all posts
Showing posts with label vancouver bc. Show all posts

Monday, March 24, 2014

re: what i did last summer.......

hello lovers,

last summer, while working on the "crawling, weeping, betting," project in vancouver, my friend david let me crash at his apartment downtown vancouver. it was awesome. shenanigans ensued for sure. but i also took my kids down for a week, we left kamloops on canada day, the temperature was hitting 41 celcius and i thought it was the perfect time to get the hell out of town. 

so we went to vancouver, where it was a balmy 26 celcius, and it was so trying, so fun, and so exhausting. i would need a nanny to help me do that again. i learned my limitations as a parent on that trip. haha. we also discovered it was cheaper to catch a cab from english bay to helmecken. $7.50, the bus, $11.00. plus hot, packed like sardines, sweaty, gross and some real sketchy people. what do you think we did? especially after a long day wandering around exploring the city with kids? 

but we had a great time and they got to see some cool things, soak up the vibe of the big city, the homeless, the crowded bus #23 or was it #21? as well as a boat ride, playing on the beach at english bay, playing in a rooftop garden, and generally running around downtown vancouver just being kids and having fun. it cost a small fortune to feed them, but it was worth it. i hope some good memories were created for them on that trip. 

this seems like a travel blog right now, but that's what happens when you travel a lot. we'll get back to art soon enough. plus, this is good for me to revisit all these good and crazy times. it was weird to be in vancouver at such dizzying highs last year, compared to such crushing lows when i was a kid, wandering the streets aimlessly, lost, hungry and almost another lost street kid. another statistic. what saved me and pulled me off the streets was my cousin jackie. she brought me to her apartment on davie street. gave me a guitar and a sense of purpose. it hasn't stopped since i was 16 and life has taken me around the world and across canada and the united states way too many times to count and sometimes remember. sometimes when you follow your path, the one you know you need to follow, against all odds and bullshit, you might just make it. 

and if you don't at least you tried. there's plenty of time to join the drones and dig yourself a happy or miserable little rut like the rest, but for now, keep givn'r. 

looking back on all these photos makes me smile. i wouldn't be where i am without the help of a lot of people. you know who you are, and thank you! and thanks david for letting us crash at your place! it was kick ass!

cheers,

chris bose. 




my daughter on the little boat in false creek

my son in english bay


my youngest monkey playing 
in the elevator. 



they handled the change
really well. the city didn't really phase them.
haha. 

"what do you think all these people are doing daddy?"
i don't know honey. i don't know.














re: clouds and the city.......

hello lovers,

i bring you some cloud porn. i love the blue skies and clouds. hopefully you will get off as much as i do with these photos. haha. 

and then some flicks from last summer in vancouver, at english bay with my kids and then one of those little boat tours in vancouver that takes you to granville island. i don't post a lot of photos of my kids because of personal and privacy reasons. 

i could live in vancouver, but it'd have to be downtown and i'd have to be a millionaire. that city is fun, but expensive. 

there you go,

cb































Sunday, May 06, 2012

re: sunday bloody sunday......

Hello friends, fans, foe and lovers,

it's 5 in the morning, closer to 6 am now actually, and i've been up getting coffee ready, doing regular things on a sunday morning. i've got a bunch of plants started to have my patio garden, the usual, tomotoes, snap peas, beans, herbs like oregano, sweet basil and the like. even some strawberry plants. some trees, i think they're douglas fir, i'm going to plant with my kids, so they'll have something like a legacy project to keep checking as time goes on when i'm gone.

life is good, i've got work to do, for some reason i was remembering some time on the road, and sitting in a pub in cache creek b.c., it was empty, the afternoon and i was shooting pool by myself listening to crappy country music, chatting up the female bartender. asking her about the town, what where the busy nights, and how it was going?

regulars streamed in, mostly retirees just waiting and running down the clock, having a pint with tomatoe juice, watching sports updates or playing keno.

the hills surrounding it are beautiful, actually, one of my favourite drives is from hope to kamloops on the transcanada. the scenery is amazing. i suggest you do it sometime. anyway, highland valley copper is the big employer in that town, as well as ashcroft, and they'll disappear when the mine closes in some 20 years. ghost towns. you pass through a lot of them when you drive across canada.

well, i gotta go, i've got a shitload of new digital art waiting to be finished, and i'm experimenting and having fun with drawing, painting and the like. dirty hands are hard working hands.

in the meantime, i've got music to make as well, firing on all cylinders these days and i'm gonna burn it bright. i have a new gibson explorer, and i'm going to make that guitar sing and scream. i will post a video later of me messing around on it. haha.

all the bets,



cb