Various angles on national pride during the last day of the XXI Winter Olympics.
Balcony patriotism.
Blue sky runs.
The outspoken fifth floor.
A message in red.
Maple leaf wrapper.
Siren / call to arms.
The lonely states.
The leaf breaks a smile.
Momentum.
Noise above the crowd.
Flag-swaddled.
View from the top.
Canted chaos.
Messiah.
Raise the flag.
Sound the bugle.
Impromptu street hockey games sprung up across downtown Vancouver through the Olympics.
Late night crowds at the epicentre of Robson and Granville streets.
The outspoken fifth floor shot reminds me of the statement I am making from the upper floor of my home here on Platinum Street, Butte, Montana. No eggs yet!
epic shots! i can almost hear the madness again. it’s so strange now to watch people tear down all the remnants of the Olympics piece by piece. Slowly, the flags are removed from balconies, the pavilions are stripped and dismantled, and the rampant Canadian patriotism sinks back into cracks. i truly miss it.