Conversation #27

– Can I have a cigarette?
– Yes, sure!
– I’m not a bum, you know? I’m just trying to quit.
– Great, is that an acoustic guitar on your back?
– Yes, it is.
– Do you mind if I play some?
– Yes, I actually do. This is like my baby.
– Understandable!
– Thank you for the smoke.
– Oh, no problem.
– Just be happy that you don’t know somebody like me in your life. Have fun with your lady friend.
– Thanks!

L’anniversaire – 2009

Like it or not, I got a year older last weekend. I opened my eyes in the early hours of the day, smelled the coffee and realized how grateful one could be for being surrounded by many people whose smile and only that can be the biggest gift one could wish for.

The major plans for the year to come are to keep my days free of irrelevant activities and to focus on the simple things around me, as I believe the important things tend not to be the complicated ones. The main goal, however, is to make myself and the ones around me merrier.

My lovely readers, all our dreams can still come true!

Always,

S

Vanity Fair Portraits: Photographs 1913-2008

Being a fanatic fan of magazines (of any kind), Vanity Fair has been always one of favorites, both content-wise and of course visually. I still have a stack of them from many years ago.

The exhibition at the Royal Ontario Museum was no exception and made me wonder how someone could take portraits that show so much emotion and motion, that could be so artistic and attractive to the eyes. Last Saturday, I took a short cultural trip to our beloved ROM – thanks to Lisa – to visit the stunning Vanity Fair exhibition, which had only opened a week prior.

The photography exhibit was compiled last year to honor the magazine’s 95th anniversary. It showcases 150 portraits of cultural, political and literate icons, ranging from Madonna to Albert Einstein and Frida Kahlo, as well as classic images from the magazine’s early period. Photographers include Annie Leibovitz, Mario Testino, and the incomparable Edward Steichen.

The exhibition runs until January 3, 2010. Do not miss it if you happen to be around the city.

S

P.S. My cultural activities over the weekend didn’t wrap up after this. Nuit Blanche happened on the very same night and lit up the city, with me wandering the streets under the fullest moon until the wee hours of the morning.

“I once complained to my father that I didn’t seem able to do things the same way other people did. Dad’s advice? ‘Margo, don’t be a sheep. People hate sheep. They eat them.'”

— Margo Kaufman