Last year to date, Leslie Feist stood on a stage in front of hundreds of slow dancing, spring-fevered, enamored fans and dubbed this time of year as 'Lilac Week' in Winnipeg. I especially love this time of the season best when it wavers on the cusp of summer; the time of year when the scent of Lilac blossoms hangs in the air with an undeniable heaviness, when winter's restricting leotards are tossed to the backs of closets until the next snowfall, when summer shoes are dusted off and pranced in, and when the shocking white of naked knees blind innocent passerby's roosting on patios. I love Lilac Week in Winnipeg.
Here is a sampling of my favorite photos of the year to date (all shot with 35mm film).
Thursday, May 29, 2008
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3 comments:
ahhh...thanks for the Feist reminder, love. lilac week is the shit. sheer heaven.
those photos are the definition of skill.
lovely photographs!
i especially love the sharing of the hotdog - babes!
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