When dinner becomes breakfast. A couple of weeks ago I posted this pasta dish. The next day I took its elements and turned it into a tasty and quick weekday breakfast. A fried egg atop a piece o...
Last week The Bay hosted the women behind Rodarte, one of fashions biggest names. They were adorable and lovely, mingling with top editors and also fangirls looking for autographs. The Sisters Mullea...
A couple of weeks ago I wrote about pesto and the seasonal shift that forces our tastes to change as the days grow longer. I crave pasta year round, not willing to do without it, so that me...
Last September, during the Spring 2012 shows, I spent a day with Nicholas Mellamphy. This was shot and written then, but makes its debut here (and here at The Bays website; check it ou...
While it can be incredibly taxing and stressful, the freelance lifestyle also has its perks. No boss. No cubicle. No routine. It also means you can use your off-time as you see fit, be it hours of aw...
Several months ago, a producer/man about town I know asked me if Id like to shoot a segment for E! (You know the network, home of the True Hollywood Story and the Kardashians. Dont act like you dont ...
Last week I shot a story for The Hudsons Bay Company about white shirts. T-shirts, oxfords, flowy blouses and deep-Vs. Racks and racks, more varieties than Ive ever considered. The team at the ...
April demands certain things of us: rain boots, patience and a shift in menu-planning. We slowly phase out the heavy dishes of winter and replace them with bright greens and lemon-laden proteins. No ...
This weekend one of our favourite people in the world celebrated his 40th birthday. John is a southern belle from North Carolina via New York City who (much to our delight) moved to our fair city 4 y...
March, while expected to go out like a lamb, went out like a herd of vindictive lions instead, even threatening snow. We had summer-like weather in its midsection, trees and flowers even cropping up,...
The other day Natasha and Sofia came for a midday visit. Since my last update, lots has changed. Shes gone from rocking around on those fat little knees to actually moving, jetting around, rolling li...
After weeks of international shows around the globe, Toronto is in the throes of its own Fashion Week. I was asked to shoot some backstage images for the excellent people at Joe Fresh®.Joe Mimran (th...
March is a sonovobitch. Weather-wise its a total tease, vacillating between bright, warm days and the occasional resurgence of winter. Like an exboyfriend, it waltzes in and out of your life, control...
Another love-him-or-hate-him musical act, Rufus Wainwright isnt for everyone. I, for one, am eagerly anticipating the new album (his seventh) and spending some time knee-deep in his back catalogue, t...
About a hundred years ago, my then-roommate and lifelong friend Sandi and I went about making our first roast chicken. I dont recall the recipe or the particulars, all that sticks in my brain is pull...
Last night we saw Soulpeppers production of Eugene ONeills Long Days Journey Into Night. Its the autobiographical story of his mothers struggle with morphine addiction, but really, in its most b...
Ive written about&nb sp;Instagram before; it was almost a year ago, when the platform was new and you could post an image almost nobody would see. Much has happened since thos...
In case youve been anxious for an update, Sofia continues to be adorable. Shes at that magical 6-month mark, recently climbing onto her haunches, preparing to blast forward on her chubby little knees...
I like my flavours in constant competition. Hot peppers in my chocolate. Chocolate with my popcorn. That sorta thing. So when our dear Natasha first made this pork tenderloin, she got me right where ...
So often, when you work in an artistic field, you need to create work for yourself. Not only to make a living, but to stay inspired and connected to why you want to do it. This is something I need to...
This work/play adventure to New York has been . . . mostly play. Jeff and I (with our lovely host, Kelly) have, for the most part, been eating, drinking and singing the first 3 bars of every Whitney ...
Im back in New York for yet another fashion week. These days they seem to happen monthly, what with the major collections, capsules, pre-Fall this and resort that. Its a beast of an industry and I li...
I think it’s important to remember that your parents were once babies. Children. Tiny people with little to do. It’s important to keep in mind your grandparents were once young and virile, and critic...
February. A few things are sure to get me through it, smiling. Cheese. Pasta. Bread. And dreary music. Also high on the list: Beets. Classified a superfood, beets are high in antioxidants, known...
Gentleman Reg is Toronto music scene royalty, collaborating with The Hidden Cameras, The Constantines, Owen Pallett, Basia Bulat, Royal City and the Broken Social Scene (and others). But its his solo...
I carry a bag every day. Sometimes it contains nothing but my wallet, a pair of headphones, and an iPad. Other days its stuffed full with camera gear or groceries or books and magazines for a flight....
Jim Guthrie is amongst Canadas finest songwriters. Except so few know who he is. Aside from music-people and those who might recognize his voice from that television commercial, hes virtually unknown...
Typically I can remember exactly where I was the first time I heard someones music. Like in the opening minutes of Magnolia, when Aimee Manns cover of "One" changed shit for me. Or when I hea...
Of course music has the ability to instantly flood our brains with memories. Whether it be those few, radical years with black hair and other emo sensibilities (Dashboard Confessional, Jimmy Eat Worl...
ORIGINALLY POSTED ON SEPTEMBER 19, 2011As yet another NYFW approaches, I felt like looking back on the last. It seems like just yesterday I was in New York shooting pictures. And...
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