The rising star of fashion photography lets his portraits of Canadian music heroes take the spotlight. Feist’s Metals was playing in the background through most of our conversation, and I stood looking at this picture through all four minutes of “Bittersweet Melodies.”
"Some people call Toronto cold or unapproachable. I think we’re just really caught up in our lives and are a bit shy, and, as Canadians, we maybe have a bit of a mass inferiority complex. Also, it’s just not as culturally acceptable here as it is in Europe to strike up a flirty conversation with a stranger – unless last call is involved. I think singles in this town need all the help they can get. (It’s not us, you guys! It’s Toronto.)"
- From “Matchmaker, Matchmaker, Make Me A Match.” Meet the woman behind Toronto’s newest boutique matchmaking agency, on dating in the city, what women want, and all that other mushy stuff. For Toronto Standard.
Monica, Jay-Z, Busta, this song. The Space Jam soundtrack was the it for a fifth grader in 1996. Part of Retrospecticus, a semi-regular feature that revisits seminal(-ish) music and film masterpieces from pop cultural times gone by. For Toronto Standard, where I’m guesting editing for May.