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style, music & soul in a little city called montreal.

by now you’ve undoubtedly heard of humans of new york, the photography blog that has quite literally taken the world by storm. through his matter of fact photos and the simple, poignant quotes that go along with them, brandon stanton has captured hearts both with his camera, and with his unique blog, a mix of street style and story telling. HONY has inspired dozens of like-minded blogs and communities around the world from berlin, leuvan and paris to islamabad, tehran, brisbane, and karachi — it’s more than likely that you’ll find a version of the “humans of” concept in your own city. such is how i came upon portraits de montreal, the version montrealaise of humans of new york run by thibault carron, samuel rocheleau, and mikael theimer.

much like my own work with littlecity, portraits de montreal aims to give a voice to the people of montreal and to encourage communication within our community. thibault calls it breaking barriers between strangers. “we want to show people that it’s easy to engage a conversation with anyone, and that everybody has a great story to share,” thibault explains when i ask about their goals for the project. they’ve only been working on the portraits de montreal concept for a little over three months, but the idea is clearly well-loved already. their facebook page has amassed more than 13 000 followers in its short life.

none of the portraits de montreal founders was formally trained in photography. “all three of us have a different background. i used to work in finance (watching over stock brokers), mikaël in advertising, and samuel in a small production company as a cinematographer,” thibault continues, “we quit our jobs at the same time to follow our own creativity.” their story is inspiring to say the least, but it’s the stories they capture through their photographs that embolden and provoke. the process itself is (as thibault describes it) completely random: working separately, thibault, samuel and mikael choose their subjects and ask questions that quickly develop into interesting conversations. “tt’s all about being curious,” says thibault, “the key is really to approach them with our most beautiful smile, and show them that we’re just here to listen and talk; nothing else.” it works — their subjects have reflected on everything from the moment they’ve laughed the most in their lives, to the thing they’re most proud of, or something they’re struggling with. like with HONY, the most poignant part of the project is perhaps not the photographs, but the stories they tell and the moments they capture.

“someone that really made an impression on us recently was a guy who told us about the two times god talked to him,” thibault replies thoughtfully when i ask him who has been the most interesting human so far. “he said that god asked him to relay a message to humanity.”

“there was also a 92 year old war veteran who, disgusted by what the nazis were doing in europe, decided to participate in the operation overlord during world war II as a bomber,” he continues. the photo (above) is decidedly stoic. although the man in question didn’t want his picture taken, the photo is the perfect representation to go along with his moving story.

finally, in the words of brandon stanton, i ask thibault what he, samuel, and mikael want to be when they grow up. thibault’s answer could be its own portrait of montreal: “we’ll try to become the best human beings we can be.”

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++ all photos used with permission via portraits de montreal 

little lens 00 by now you’ve undoubtedly heard of humans of new york, the photography blog that has quite literally taken the world by storm.

featuring / hushlamb

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music that moves you has a lot of different contexts. i can be moved at home, i can be moved on the dancefloor,” sarah lamb is explaining the philosophy behind the hushlamb productionsmantra, “ the natural reaction to music is to shake and move your body. it brings community together. we all become a part of it.” certainly we do, particularly when it comes to the kind of music delivered by the…

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i hadn’t planned on writing anything about my trip to worldpride last weekend, intending to let the photos speak for themselves (read: i am lazy). but about halfway through the dyke march, i knew i wanted to put the experience into words, already conjuring up the right ones to describe the weekend. magic, however mushy and sentimental, came up more than once, and not just from me (the queen of wordly mush and sentiment). the dyke march was particularly special — throngs of smiling people taking photos, cheering, and throwing confetti, and that was just the spectators. the march itself was thousands strong, and everyone was dancing, singing, cheering, sweating, hugging, sweating, more sweating. i could have burst with pride, not just for my friends, but for everyone, and that emotion was echoed in every single person. there was a lot of love in toronto last weekend.

image (1)we made regular stops at the 519 green space at church and wellesley, where on saturday, francesca lombardo got down for four solid hours of deep house. sunday, though, is the day that sticks out in memory: after dragging myself around town for the entire morning in what felt like satan’s asshole, we were praying for rain. i mean, i offered up my entire family and first born child as a sacrifice to the rain gods, it was that hot. finally, it started to drizzle. then out of nowhere, it was a torrential downpour but the crowd loved it and the energy was high. eventually, a freaking RAINBOW burst out across the sky. guys, a RAINBOW. it was a very special moment. everyone cheered. some cried. and just when we thought it couldn’t get any better, out stepped shangela and alyssa edwards to perform it’s raining men under umbrellas and ponchos, and i swear it was so perfect that there’s no way it could be real. if that’s not magic, i don’t know what is.

worldpride 2014 review / in photos i hadn’t planned on writing anything about my trip to worldpride last weekend, intending to let the photos speak for themselves (read: i am lazy).

music monday / tinashe

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i read a feature about singer/songwriter tinashe kachingwe in dazed the other week. she’s a self made girl — started from the bottom, or whatever that horrendous expression is that drake did not make up but that people attribute to him — and the article talks a lot about her roots, and her rise to fame. when she made that hard as nails video for “boss” from her debut mixtape in case we die, she,…

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the quitter / review

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“where did everybody get donuts?” i wonder aloud to the other loner flying solo at al lafrance’s one-man show, the quitter. the guy doesn’t hear me, or pretends not to. it’s quiet save for the sam cooke track playing in the small show room at montreal’s improv theatre. i sit down, watching everyone around me chew their honey cruellers and boston cremes. “could go for an old fashioned plain about…

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featuring / klangscheiben

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“claing-sh-eye-bin. clang-sch-high-ben,” i stumble over the words, trying to tell a friend the name of the german record label i’ve been writing for. behind me, i can hear thomas baz, the label’s founder, laughing. “was that wrong?” i venture another attempt at the pronunciation, “klang-schybbin!” not even close. i met thomas last summer at toronto’s sound in motion festival. we became fast…

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