Alena Jenkins works primarily out of Calgary, and travels to Vancouver Canada. Her business, Alena Jenkins Photography is a photo studio that caters to small business, shooting mainly food, interiors and exteriors, events and people.
This blog keeps you up to date with her personal travel experiences dating back to when her passion for photography first began.
As you may have guessed, I took Bikini with me, and so follows a few dog portraits.
While on our ferry trip over, we discovered that dogs arn't allowed on the passanger deck. That's fine I suppose, although the loading on and off with the car traffic could and should be avoided.
We sat for the full hour and a half in a small, unlit dungeon quaintly designated the "pet area". Lucky for me, it was positioned against what I considered to be some sort of engine room. The constant clanking, and turning of machinery was somewhat hypnotic, but the real bonus was that it kept the far wall oddly warm. I huddled up to that thing like a lizard on a rock. With my good buddy to my right, my guidebook to Asia, and her comfy dog bed... things weren't all that bad. I didn't have to talk to anyone. Didn't spend money on a burger. Just sat peacefully, drinking a beer with my dog.
We took a walk through some trails full of garbage and obvious human disgrace. There were arbutus trees though, and damn, I love those arbutus trees. In between shots of beautiful mossy rocks, and ferns there'd be litter, or a broken bottle or three.
Bikini can be seen here, putting up with mom taking pictures. She looks like a gargoyle, or troll or something....
Granted the canvases on the before were easy to transform, but with a little help from Mandy (at the OC Spa) we had a chance to transform their hair, do their makeup, and light their pretty faces into the afters.
Julie came in saying "do what you want". She was pretty open to Mandy doing anything.
Krista's hair was long, uncolored and needed a cut
Katie's hair was a little processed, but she needed a cut, and a color. Mandy went a little darker, but kept the cut pretty similar.
An eclectic band, Tingo Talango was a definite crowd pleaser at Malone's pub on Seymour Street. Drawing a larger crowd than the head liner, they play for fun and to raise awareness for the deportation of immigrants from France.
Check them out Sunday, the 10th at the Anza Club on Broadway.
Today I took it upon myself to reflect upon some of my writings. I've always written, although sometimes poetically, throughout my life. I came across one that I wrote before the age of seventeen that was talking about perception. Even then I realized how important it was to write in the now, in order to reflect upon it later. It came to me that our personal history is often so skewed by perceptions of who we thought we were, or who we like to think we were. Reflecting upon realities, rather than relying on memory alone really defines who you are, were and could become.