children of the corn selling housewares

found in a local queen st. east shop that sells housewares, this mannequin is meant to attract people inside. the effect though is to frighten children.

over-decaled van

all that's missing here is a pair of truck balls.

sea cucumber

i was especially proud of this submission to the local starbucks' weekly competition for a week of free coffee.

kill facebook

what you don't see here is the finished product that features a "?" at the end. it's nuance but it changes the perspective of this "art statement". i guess. but i suppose it is better to have people question it themselves than just stating it and coming across as a crazy.

downward dog board

you have to hand it to them for being clever. there is little left to innovate in the sandwich board business.

auto body irony

why not be transparent?

post plants

some enterprising neighborhoodies decided to beautify the local landscape with these simple, gatorade bottle apparati to pot a plant atop bike posts. a lovely gesture. i like our neighborhood.

pineapple cup, streetside

at the corner of spadina and richmond, here in toronto, lies this pineapple remnant. i guess it didn't fit in the open garbage cans nearby. or maybe someone thought that local wildlife would like to eat the husk and core.

death's van

oh, how menacing to see this storming up your rear-view mirror.

old school star wars

my parents recently moved and in doing so, dug up some old toys. chief among them was this bevy of original stars wars action figures, vehicles and C-3PO caring case. glorious. the pride of this collection is ewok village, a playscape that no one had. no one.

no hands rooster records

what better way to sell records than with a rooster that has his hands cut off and the stumps still bloody and/or skin scraped back?

dog rock

i took this because it reminded me of childhood pets. more specifically what we did with them when they passed. we had a tree in our yard where all our small animal friends would get buried. a spirit tree of sorts, not a pet cemetery. as kids we would bury the animal and place a tombstone over the site. it was always a white rock that we made some indication of who was buried there, be it permanent marker or engraved crudely. this immediately struck me as just that, but probably not actually the case. either way, it was a fond reminder of all my little friends of the past.

stars and stripes

there's something great about all the giant american flags that are everywhere in the US.

gliding inside

my company's office in minneapolis features a suspended glider. an unusual art piece, but cool nontheless.

sad little portrait

a weird little portrait on the side of a shed.

kirby puckett

just outside target field in minneapolis is a statue of the great kirby puckett. an old favorite of mine who's time came far to early with a ball to the face. this is his rightful place, along with the harmon killebrew statue, in a city who adored them.

knight's watch

it's always handy to have a full-time knight to guard your house. if it was mine, i'd aim to have it with motion censored animatronics to fuck with people.

in the middle of summer, you can still find some reindeer. these must be unremovably attached to the house to see them in july for what looks like it's been attached for a long time. they look happy regardless. they also look to be wear swastikas and sausages on their heads.

monkeys in leslieville

fun monkeys (or are they orangutans?) flying around on queen st. who doesn't love little art pieces on city property?

toy house

long-time readers will know that i've already captured the car version of this house and my wonder doesn't cease. this is a wonder of leslieville (the part of toronto i live in) to be sure. i don't know the story behind this collection of weather-beaten, semi-rotting toys adorning this property, but it is quite the sight.

singles farm

i know the internet is running out of domain names, it was bound to happen. but surely there is still room for some kind of creativity left in choosing a name. i mean zoosk is doing the same thing and chose a made-up, albeit stupid, name. singlesfarm sends the wrong message. it says: "all the attractive people are elsewhere and the rest of the cows and other ugly livestock can be found here on this farm."

asshole or insecure

an important question to ask of many people.

stuffed bunny stare

as if in unison, three angry stuffed rabbits turn their judgement stare to an object of their ire.

streetcar bomb or stupidity

if this streetcar was an airport, that bag would be hauled of to a secure area and detonated.

sleazy building

such a nice building that i purposely took from the 2nd storey up, lest i expose the weather beaten pictures of half naked ladies adorning the 1st. indeed, it is a strip club, a rather famous notorious one at that. though the notoriety is for quality reasons. some might say it's a blight to an otherwise nearly gentrified district of toronto, but i just refer to it as "local flavor."

blank slate

i apologize for the instagraming of the picture. it's not like me to fall so easily into those popular app traps. i thought it did justice to the image though. there's something beautiful, unnerving, daunting, challenging and exciting about a huge, blank, whiteboarded wall. ideas and words are my currency, and this is begging for them.

candy land work

There is a famous (within my industry in Toronto anyway) slide in the building of a company that I work with. It's part of a new design, and splash of fun. It's also a widely accepted form of transportation from the 3rd floor to the ground level. Disappointing though because it's a bit slow. Maybe that's on purpose to conform with WSIB protocol for intra-office slides.

disabled Audi TT

you'll forgive me if i question the legitimacy of this so called handicapped person. let's be honest, what kind of disabled person (of any sorts really) is driving an Audi TT? but then again, i don't know what qualifies as a disability anymore that requires a handicapped parking permit.

ez cracker

this device is a comment on our consumerist, lazy society, looking for the path of least resistance. it takes, what is a simple process of cracking an egg, and spawns what is likely a poor performing contraption at best for said process. i'd like to see the infomercial of some ham-fisted incompetent trying to make an omelette and going through an entire carton of eggs as he tries not to get any shells in the bowl.

purple rain

the streets are running purple. i bigger "no shit" i've not seen in a while; that paint is really wet.