The Voyeurism of Street Photography…
Wednesday, February 17th, 2010A recent fire in Ottawa left the apartment building in question looking not unlike a dollhouse, its backside exposed for all to see. Perhaps this was the initial attraction: here one’s imagination could run free, dreaming of lives lived in the various rooms that now lay exposed to the elements and to the peering eyes of all passers-by. Certainly my eyes were drawn to the sight, along with the camera at my side. I fired off a series of images and later combined these to form the panoramic view below.

After the fire..
The images comprising this detail reveal much: the kitchen cupboard, its door swung open to expose the storage bins neatly stacked on top of one another; a vibrant bathroom with the electric shaver still resting in the wall socket; the entrance to an office, with its frame of family photos – memorabilia from a vacation, it would seem – still hanging, undamaged on the wall. Lives lived, now dismantled.
The images continue to capture my imagination, but they haunt me as well. I have seen what I was not invited to see – the private lives of individuals who presumably lost much through no fault of their own. And I am left to wonder if the resident of the office wished (s)he could climb over the fence that now barricaded the ruin to fetch the family photo…





