Art Show

This art show was called I'm so pleased with myself. It was held at the Launch Projects gallery near my school. The show went well, but could have been much better, if we had booze. Next time we will keep that in mind. Some of the images might be familiar, like the last image, you can see some of my stuff on the right corner. Next time, we will have a lot of stuff per wall, promise.

(Swings - Photoshop)

(Shoes - Photoshop and a camera)

Fire escapes are rare in Toronto

(Spidey)

Here's another offering of my panaramic photo series, ha. I wished that someone hadn't placed that pile of garbage on the bottom right of the image!

Playground

(Playground - Quang's attempt at photography)

PASSING stranger! you do not know how longingly I look upon you,

You must be he I was seeking, or she I was seeking, (it comes to me as of a dream,)

I have somewhere surely lived a life of joy with you,

All is recall'd as we flit by each other, fluid, affectionate, chaste, matured,

You grew up with me, were a boy with me or a girl with me,

I ate with you and slept with you, your body has become not yours only nor left my body mine only,

You give me the pleasure of your eyes, face, flesh, as we pass, you take of my beard, breast, hands, in return,

I am not to speak to you, I am to think of you when I sit alone or wake at night alone,

I am to wait, I do not doubt I am to meet you again,

I am to see to it that I do not lose you.

Walt Whitman (1819-1892)