Celebrating ALYSSASCHROEDER.NET+remember Woodstock 1969+lost and scared puppy
Last minute, I decided to go uptown Waterloo and photograph this event on renewable power sources. So around 6pm I headed out of the house on my bike headed to Fairview mall where I would catch a quick ride to Waterloo on the iXpress bus. Seemingly quite the ordinary day. But today was going to be full of Unexpected Occurrences. Here they come!
Unexpected occurrence 1: 'Meeting Elsa'
At the mall I met up with an old friend, Elsa, whom I had not talked to in almost 3 years. I found out just the other day that we have a common acquaintance, my friend Marko who let me borrow his flash for the wedding I photographed a few weeks ago, and today I found out that she had published a music CD! Buy her CD online here (or on iTunes under Elsa Jayne):
My bus having arrived, I got on it and I was on my way to Waterloo. The ride was short and enjoyable. The bus was speeding through the lively city with a melancholic sunset as its backdrop.
Unexpected occurrence 2: 'The white puppy'
Once at Market Square in Waterloo I decided to cross the street in style, not at the traffic lights but along the railway crossing King street some 70feet north from the intersection. As I was about to do so, I noticed this most adorable little white puppy tied up to a garbage bin looking scared out of his wits! I was not the only one who stopped to look at him. A bunch of passers-by did as well and this one man warned us saying how the puppy looks scared and thus may be very likely to bite out of fear.
Of course I acknowledged the words and chose to proceed with confidence feeling free to ignore them. Well ...I did so until the puppy made sure to let me know, through a most decisive bark that he wasn't joking around! Feeling somewhat silly jumping at the barking, thinking to myself the words that were for sure going through everyone else's minds, "he told him not to get close..." I got up and shot some images of him/her from a safer distance. Here he/she is.
Unexpected occurrence 3: 'the Woodstock celebration public concert'
Without being harmed by the most terribly dangerous seeming little white creature I just photographed, I proceeded across the now-harmless-seeming King Street. I was going to get on my bike and head over to the Waterloo Recreational Centre when I noticed a bunch of guys setting their instruments up and a few dozen people sitting on the square steps eager to hear them play. Since there was still enough light to get decent shots at a reasonably low ISO setting I adventured off my previously intended path and took some images of the acoustic guitar, acoustic bass, violin, guitar case-in-stead-of-a-drum-set and some other kitchen utensil as percussion instrument, band getting ready for their performance. I soon left in favour of attending the event at the recreation centre though.
I soon enough noticed, as soon as I got there, that I pretty much missed the entire event at the Rec Centre, so I mounted my aluminium horse (my bike) and headed back to the guys playing in public. It turned out to be a small celebration in honour of the concert that rocked the world for three days straight 40 years ago, back in 1969, Woodstock! Here's a taste of what the original Woodstock concert was like:
This one was a little different. Here's the images:
Unexpected occurrence 4: 'Alyssa officially launched her new BLOGsite http://www.alyssaschroeder.net'
As I was on my way back home I texted fellow photographer Alyssa Schroeder and I found out that she launched her new site while I was gone in town. So get clickin and visit her new site! I can say without any doubt that she is one of the very best photographers around.
Today really ended up being quite an eventful day!
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Thanks for the awesome plug Stefan. Indeed sounds like a sweet day!
it was alright, would have been funner if you were here =)
Such a cute dog! :D Loved the series.
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