I spent most of last week working on Montréal (which was possibly the most fun I’ve ever had working on the road), and I’m thankful to have survived the city’s bleak weather and souring mood (The Canadians were eliminated at home that night). With the hockey Habs on life-support, my Canon followed suit and went through customs for my return flight with very few photos of the city. My only day off was a downpour, so I had no chance to really hoof it around Old Montréal. I still got a few snaps off while we worked elsewhere in the city, and here are the first three.

I love seeing something new when flipping through old stock. This shot is from the NE corner of the Custom House in downtown Charleston, SC. A low hanging January sun was throwing off some interesting colors.

As a skater, I never stop analyzing every curb, planter, ditch, gap, and set of stairs for potential skatability - even if most of these tempting street obstacles would send me back to the hospital for sure (I’ll stick to the parks, thank you).

Anyway, because I can’t stop gawking at these urban artifacts, they really stand out over time. Waxed curbs, scuffed walls, chipped paint on hand rails - it’s like Luminol on carnage to me.

So when Coop and I walked up the East side of the Ravenel a few weeks ago, I noticed that almost every skateable feature had been hit. The benches have been ground, and the cable anchors have been carved. Definitely an interesting setting for a session, and I imagine the photos were even better.

And seriously, I swear I’m not obsessed with this bridge or anything…really. I’ll post about other stuff soon, I promise!

Well, we made it through another one.  Here are a couple shots from today’s excursion downtown.

The East Tower:

The Customs House:

This alley had so much detail it almost hurt my eyes.

From a ferry, in the harbor, here is Vancouver.

I’m getting off my poogee and posting one photo from Vancouver each day this week.  I took all these shots, and kept forgetting to share.  Stay tuned…

North Charleston Coliseum, North Charleston, SC, 2007.

The strangest thing about wandering around an empty coliseum is the feeling that there could be any number of people watching your every move. Like from a skybox or tunnel…or some creepy dude sitting up on the nosebleed section. I snapped a quick photo and bolted before something went down…after all, I was in the nation’s 7th Most Dangerous City.

I just ran across this shot from Vancouver, BC.
The name of the building escapes me, but it’s near Blood Alley.

I think this building was on Hastings Street in Vancouver.

While in Vancouver I was shooting the exterior of this building, when I literally bumped into a sign. It was Electronic Arts - the house that Madden built.