Photography’s strong suite is to render a scene accurately. In this impression of Toronto, I break rank with that tradition and make intimations of the city’s weather-drawn ephemeral moments. Using devices at my disposal to abstract the scene and distill it down to an emotional response only, somewhat devoid of a photographic reality or truth. Different things coexisting in the same place, at the same time. Vague traces of mood, and “skippin’ reels of rhyme” (Bob Dylan) .