![]() ![]() The Cracks in Everything refers to life’s imperfections - the imperfections in our choices, narratives, histories, and loyalties - in everything. I was granted access to military bases throughout the country and met with and photographed dozens of these young adults with the thought that by examining their stories, specifically those of sacrifice and service, I might learn more about myself and my connection to this place. Early on in the project I learned about “lone soldiers” - a term applied to non-Israelis who leave their home countries and choose to serve in the Defense Forces. I travelled the breadth of this geographically limited land to make photographs that captured my sense of fascination and awe. "The Cracks in Everything began with a simple question: why am I, a Canadian born thousands of kilometres away so connected to this place? Does this sentiment originate from a familial narrative, a generational inheritance? I also had an intuition - there was something important for me to photograph and document in Israel. Inquiries: Downtown is open Monday-Saturday, 11AM-6 PM Most importantly, shinny unites Canadians across age, gender, race, and socio-economic status." ~ Brant Slomovic For many it defines our childhood for others it is a way of connecting with an adopted land and culture. Shinny is the way we survive our long, cold winters. Shinny pays homage to a tradition that forms part of the fabric of Canadian identity. The visual aesthetic is inspired by a long tradition of Quebec painters (John Little, Terry Tomalty, etc.) who captured similar scenes on canvas. The sights, sounds and rituals of shinny hockey - all of which are encoded in our collective Canadian DNA - are what I aim to document. In Montreal and in Quebec, the greater province at large, hockey is our religion and the rink our cathedral. It captures a childhood where entire winter days were spent playing this original, stripped down version of our nation’s pastime - reenacting historic victories of our beloved team in replica jerseys of red, white and blue, until our fingers and toes were near frozen. I am two and a half years old in this photo, toque on my head, scarf thrown around my neck, wearing skates and with a stick in my hand. It is black and white with a patina of forty plus years and is inscribed “Winter 1973” on the back in ball-point ink. ![]() This image lives in an old-style photo album, the ones with the transparent pages that fold over and protect the pictures. "Shinny, was inspired by a photograph from my childhood growing up in Montreal. ![]()
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