I’m totally burned out on politics right now, and trying to wrap my head around a stubborn fiction project which has made blogging seem somehow … indecent. So let me make a u-turn here and post some photos I saw in Vancouver’s Stanley Park of a missing person.
We spent a day walking all over Stanley Park and this shot of Dennis James Bastillo popped up in some unexpected places. I finally started taking pictures of the places where I saw them, as a photojournalism exercise. Don’t ask why, it intrigued me for some reason. The photos were meaningful and beautiful and sad all at the same time. There is a story here, and I’d love to know what it is.
Of course, if anyone has seen this person … you know what to do: