I enjoyed capturing the Toronto streets in the 1980s. It was liberating to walk around with a camera and find that special moment when time and place come together. The time when the yellow van is stopped near the yellow hydrant, or when the boy is crossing Lake Devo on his BMX bike. The rhythm of the city was something I could feel, it was like listening to an urban symphony.
I was in my twenties then with few commitments or responsibilities. Life is much different now at 60, with a family, and living in rural Nova Scotia. I may never again have the opportunity to roam the Toronto streets with a camera like I did in the 1980s. It reminds me that life is short, and helps me remember, You only get to do this once. We have to take time and see it, as clearly as we can.
Photos in this post are from the book Toronto Days – available through Blurb Books and Amazon.
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I’ve said it before but it bears repeating. Just love seeing the city as it was back then. I am often drawn in to wonder about the people we see in these (and other vintage images). For example, those two young women on Yonge St. They are probably grandmothers now! Indeed, time is short and we only get the one pass. Thank goodness we get that though.
Thank you, Larry. I also wonder about the people in my photos from time to time, and also try to recall the circumstances around my taking them. The contact sheets are like a diary for a decade of my life–rich with information and memories. It was a pleasure meeting you last year–so glad you could make it out to the exhibition. I’m impressed with your studio work and your use of light and form.
I looked so closely at these photos wondering if I know someone or is that me. I love old photos and especially ones I lived through. Thank you!
Thank you, Anna.I’m glad they sparked some memories.