Gregory Osborne
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| Gender | Male |
|---|---|
| Industry | Arts |
| Occupation | Photographer |
| Location | St. Catharines, Ontario, Canada |
| Introduction | My earliest memory is when I was about four. I was crouched beside my dads 1955 Pontiac, my younger sister standing beside me. We were both giggling at the hissing sound as I released the air from the front, passenger side tire. As the tire went completely flat, I turned to see my sister come out of the house with my smiling father in tow. Needless to say his smile faded every bit as quickly as my laughter. I dont remember him changing the tire, as I spent the rest of that day in my bedroom, and I DONT remember sitting down. Sitting around my kindergarten teacher for reading time, I always sat facing the windows. Almost everyday , while she read, an old frieght train would trundle past. I dont recall any of the stories, but I do remember day dreaming about being a conductor sitting in the red caboose. Sitting beside our Christmas tree, years later, I unwrapped the last of my presents. A camera, a film, and flash cubes. And I remember how happy I was. |
| Interests | Family, photography, most sports, a good book, back packing and camping |
| Favorite Movies | A street car named Desire, A Christmas Carol starring Alister Simms, Lord of the Rings |
| Favorite Music | 60's- 70's rock, smokin jazz and country. Some classical and a bit of gospel. |
| Favorite Books | East of Eden, To Kill a Mockingbird, In the Heat of the Night, Lord of the Rings |
What was Syd Barrett thinking?