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About Tamar Granovsky

Tamar Granovsky began working in photography in Boston, Massachusetts. She is now based in Montreal, Quebec. In 2018 she was named LensCulture’s Top 50 Emerging Talents. She has been included in various juried group exhibitions including the 5th Biennial of Fine Art and Documentary Photography in Barcelona; Photography Now 2017, at the Center for Photography in Woodstock; and the 22nd Juried Show: Peter Urban Legacy Exhibition at the Griffin Museum. In 2020 her work appeared in Boston as part of 8th Edition Regional Photographers Showcase of The FENCE. Her first solo show was at Cambridge’s Multicultural Arts Center, in September / October 2019. Prior to her career as a photographer, Tamar had several solo and group exhibitions, in Canada, in mixed media sculpture installation and was a recipient of a Canada Council Exploration Program Grant. Her pursuit of photography follows a career in sculpture, with a 17-year hiatus from the arts, as an archivist. The reflective, evocative, and grounding properties of the medium feed Tamar’s love for photographic work.

Yes, I Do Windows.

Chicago, Illinois, U.S.

Chicago, Illinois, U.S.

What attracts me to architecture, and windows specifically, is my love for geometry, lines, shadows, patterns and abstractions, and minimalism. We are all trained to recognize patterns, starting at an early age. Although this learned skill set has more to do with behavioural patterns, it makes sense that we extend this to visual/spatial patterning. Architecture and, particularly, windows are commonly uniform and repetitive. Urban development in places with a high population density typically means vertical development. Architecture is more intimate and less uniform in smaller towns, villages etc. In both cases the window reflects this.

Tepetlaoxtoc de Hidalgo. Mexico

Tepetlaoxtoc de Hidalgo. Mexico

Architecture at its best is determined by function; the purpose of the building is the starting point for form. By extension, the function of windows is to let in light and provide ventilation. They allow a view out from inside a structure, and can act as its skin. Usually they are rectilinear. Their reflective surfaces add another dimension to the structures that house them.

As I look through the camera I try to arrange the elements I want in the frame, compositionally, so that the photo will draw the viewer in. Light quality is as important as subject matter. With these three things in place (light, space/composition, subject matter), I begin to work toward the image I want. What I exclude from the frame is as crucial as what I include. I am interested in details, facades, patterns and abstractions, and what a particular building may represent. Similarly, context often does not matter to me. I try to keep the composition clean to avoid distracting elements; fewer elements can produce a stronger image.

 

Charleston, South Carolina, U.S-2

Charleston, South Carolina, U.S.

Charleston, South Carolina, U.S

Charleston, South Carolina, U.S.

Boston, Massachusetts, U.S

Boston, Massachusetts, U.S.

Boston, Massachusetts, U.S

Boston, Massachusetts, U.S.

Boston, Massachusetts, U.S

Cambridge, Massachusetts, U.S.

Montreal, Quebec, Canada

Montreal, Quebec, Canada

Hong Kong

Hong Kong

Hong Kong

Hong Kong (Kowloon)

Kampot, Cambodia

Kampot, Cambodia

Phnom Penh,, Cambodia

Phnom Penh, Cambodia

Phnom Penh,, Cambodia

Phnom Penh, Cambodia

Sanshazhen, Fujian Province, China

Sanshazhen, Fujian Province, China

Sanshazhen, Fujian Province, China

Sanshazhen, Fujian Province, China

Shanghai, China

Shanghai, China

Shanghai, China

Shanghai, China

Kunming, Yunnan Province, China

Kunming, Yunnan Province, China

Kunming, Yunnan Province, China

Kunming, Yunnan Province, China

Kunming, Yunnan Province, China

Kunming, Yunnan Province, China

Kunming, Yunnan Province, China

Kunming, Yunnan Province, China

Montreal, Mon Amour

Along the Lachine Canal, Montreal

Along the Lachine Canal, Montreal

As noted in my last blog post, I am in Montreal for a few weeks. Most of my time is being spent with family. On occasion they actually let me go out on my own. Thus, I have had the opportunity to stroll the city’s streets. I love Montreal despite Quebec’s political ups and downs over the years. Unfortunately, an attempt to preserve French identity has sometimes translated into xenophobia and extreme pettiness that has led to some very restrictive language-related laws. Nonetheless, Montreal is still a wonderful city that I adore.

Winters here are harsh, frozen, snowy, and often bleak. Summers are typically hot and steamy. They are always full of traffic, bicycles, and people; the city sidewalks, parks, etc. teem with life. Luckily, during my two weeks here this most wonderful of cities has been blessed with splendid, near-perfect temperatures and many cloudless days.

Montreal is a city of festivals. I suspect that there are more festivals held here than anywhere else in the world. There is something for everyone – whether you are into music, comedy, contemporary art, film, dance, food, beer or something else entirely. I just missed the Festival International de Jazz de Montreal but the Just for Laughs Festival (Juste pour Rire) is currently going on and the Fantasia International Film Festival has begun too.

Atwater Market, Montreal

Atwater Market, Montreal

The breadth of culture in Montreal is astonishing. There are a number of excellent museums, many contemporary art galleries for emerging and established, world-class Montreal, Quebecois, and Canadian visual artists. Superlative contemporary dance companies thrive, and music in the city is everywhere. There are also hundreds of creative and skilled local fashion, furniture, and jewellery designers. I could go on waxing poetic on the arts, alone.

Ste. Catherine Street, Montreal

Ste. Catherine Street, Montreal

There are a myriad of excellent restos for those with smaller budgets – anything from diners to hipster bars. There are also elegant establishments and chique bistros. One can laze for hours in the cafes – many of which are not part of a franchise (a rare thing in North America). For the first time, ever, there are now food trucks on the streets! From what I have observed these trucks serve food that is far from mediocre. Montreal’s year-round public markets are a pleasure to the senses. And of course there is smoked meat, excellent locally made beer, Montreal bagels, and poutine!

Atwater Market, Montreal

Atwater Market, Montreal

I love Montreal for its French/English bilingualism and diversity. It is an international city with many dynamic ethnic communities: Jewish, Haitian, Italian, Greek, Southeast Asian, Philippine, British, Arab, and many, many more. One feels a pulse of joie de vivre and excitement here. It is an open and tolerant and cosmopolitan city where people can be themselves without feeling judged. Downtown flourishes because of the successful mix of housing and commerce. The city is walkable, has terrific public transportation and has an extended bike path system with designated lanes, nearly everywhere on the island. There is something going on in Montreal every day, at every hour. It’s a place where one can just lay back and relax or devour all that it has to offer.

Lazing Along the Lachine Canal, Montreal

Lazing Along the Lachine Canal, Montreal

Below are some tips of things to do, eat, and see:

Neighbourhoods :

  • Downtown: Walk along Ste-Catherine and Sherbrooke Streets between Atwater and St. Denis or further east. You may want to walk on the bottom of the Mountain through the McGill area (up Stanley or another side street, along Dr. Penfield, etc.) or even go up Peel and then walk up the path to the mountain. There are some nice look-outs from there. Department stores: The Bay, Ogilvy, Holt Renfrew, SImons
  • McGill Ghetto
  • Mount Royal in Westmount: Easiest accessed by car. At the top of Westmount there is a look-out where you can see the south of the city and beyond to the mountains of Vermont.
  • Mont Royal: Walk up via Peel St. behind McGill University or get to it from Ave. du Parc and Mont Royal., along Cote-Sainte-Catherine or Cote des Neiges
  • Le Plateau and Mile End: Allow for A full day for walking up and down and in between St. Hubert  St. (St. Denis has lots of chique bars, restaurants, stores), St. Laurent (lots of students and very multi-ethnic, once the old Jewish neighbourhood, now the home of all sorts of new, groovy, chique restaurants, bars, artist-run galleries, diverse shops as well as some old commercial establishments that are the last remnants of the first European immigrants), Ave. du Parc  (where there many Greek restos) and even further west when you’re north of rue Mont Royal. Start from around Ste-Catherine and go up as far as Bernard Ave. and stroll as far west as Park Lafontaine or even beyond.
  • Latin Quarter: Around UQAM / St. Denis / Berri Streets and in-between
  • Little Italy: Dante Street; Jean Talon Market (7070 Henri Julien St. @ Jean Talon metro station)
  • Old Montreal: For a true “European” feel, wander around this neighbourhood. It abuts the port area which the city has built up quite nicely.
  • Atwater Market / St. Henri / Griffintown
  • Lachine Canal: A good place to enter is by the Atwater Market – cycle east or west – another good place to enter is via the Port area in Old Montreal. There are kayak and canoe rentals if you want to explore the canal directly on the water.
  • Sherbrooke St.: This street goes on for miles and miles (19.88 more or less). You can start at either end, from NDG to Montreal East or the other way around or anywhere in between.
  • Walk through the Cote des Neiges area by the University of Montreal (on the other side of Outremont and Mont Royal). This is a very multi-cultural neighbourhood.
  • Outremont: This neighbourhood is inhabited mainly by Francophones although 25 percent of Outremont’s population is made up of Hasidic Jews. There are many shops, restos, cafes along Laurier Avenue, Park Avenue, Van Horne, St. Laurent, and Bernard. The architecture/housing between all of these streets and Cote-Sainte-Catherine is varied and worth seeing.

Food: Delis:

  •  Schwartz’s: Order their medium smoked meat, french fries, and cherry coke (this place is a must not miss).
  • Beauty’s:  Particularly great for breakfast
  • Moishe’s: Steak, steak and more steak – with all you can eat pickles and coleslaw
  • Wilensky’s – Cheap, cheap, and excellent! Limited hours

Food: Vegetarian:

Food: French/Bistro:

Food: Other:

Food: Desserts:

Museums and Galleries, Etc :

For more on things to do and see take a look at the online cultural magazine: cultmontreal.com

Bus, Montreal

Bus, Montreal

Ste. Catherine Street, Montreal

Ste. Catherine Street, Montreal

Family. You Gotta Love ’em!

Family Photo c1967

Family Photo c1966

This Be The Verse (an excerpt) by Philip Larkin

They fuck you up, your mum and dad.
They may not mean to, but they do.
They fill you with the faults they had
And add some extra, just for you.

Despite the sentiment of the poem my folks did their best as parents. No one is perfect; we are all flawed for a variety of reasons. Most of our “issues” cannot be attributed solely to our mums and dads. Families provide our basic needs – food, clothing, shelter, love, strength, support. My parents gave all of this to me and my sister, Roo, – the building blocks to help us mature and become caring human beings.

Last year I missed my parent’s 60th wedding anniversary because I was in China. This year I missed my mother’s 85th birthday for the same reason. On July 26th my father will turn 85. I am in Montreal right now to spend time with my mother and father, my sister and her partner. There have been too many missed celebrations – especially since I have always felt that birthdays, notably, are important. I believe that it is the one day of the year when I can celebrate the fact that a family member or friend is a part of my life and I want her/him to take centre stage.

When my sister and I were children, our folks exposed us to a wide variety of experiences. They took us to museums, we went camping together, they read aloud to us and they encouraged us to play creatively. We were given the opportunity to go to camp and learn about independence. They took interest in our lives and worried about us (a lot sometimes). They only wanted the best for us. And with their good, hard work we turned out just fine. Just as they are fine people. All four of us are complicated, interesting, generous, and fun, if I do say so myself.

After 9 months overseas and three months back home in Boston I am visiting my family. Below are a small number of photos in which I will celebrate them – and particularly my parents – by turning the lens toward them.

Sharona

Sharona

Sharona

Sharona

Yitz

Yitz

Yitz

Yitz

Sharona

Sharona

Sharona

Sharona

Yitz

Yitz

Sharona

Sharona

Yitz

Yitz

Sharona

Sharona

Sharona and Yitz

Sharona and Yitz

And…

And then there is Roo!

Here is Roo!

Here is Tamar.

Here is Tamar.

Finally…

Roo and France

Roo and France

Tamar and Steve in China - NOT in Montreal

Tamar and Steve in China – NOT in Montreal

 

I’m a City Girl: My Neighbourhood

Sculpture over Second Street Parking Lot Entrance, Cambridge, MA, U.S

Sculpture over Second Street Parking Lot Entrance, Cambridge, MA, U.S.

Living in “the city” is a choice I made a long time ago. I grew up in a bedroom community (i.e., the suburbs) and hated it from a very young age; I felt as if I lived in a frontier town. A recurring nightmare I often had as a child and teenager, was about long concrete blocks that took forever to get to the end of on foot. To make matters worse, in these horrifying dreams, it was always a blazingly hot summer without trees – a desert of cement and asphalt where nothing could be differentiated, so I could never reach my destination. In my late teens, I vowed that I would live right in an urban area or completely outside of one, in the countryside.

In the city, one is literally surrounded by people. If you are lucky, you find community within this environment, but mostly the people around you are strangers. At the moment I am very fortunate; I live within a half hour walk of the heart of downtown Boston and know a number of people in my neighbourhood of East Cambridge – some very well – in part because of a community garden (of which I am a member) that sits right beside my home.

Working in the Costa Lopez Taylor Community Garden, Cambridge, MA, U.S

Melanie and Sophie working in the Costa Lopez Taylor Community Garden, Cambridge, MA, U.S.

Boston Seen from the Cambridge Power Plant, Cambridge, MA, U.S

Boston Seen from the Cambridge Power Plant, Cambridge, MA, U.S.

I have lived in Montreal, Toronto, as well as in Calgary. Sadly, in Calgary my apartment was much more than a 30 minute walk from the centre of town, and I was forced to face both my nightmares and “the mall” which I have always abhorred. I now live in Cambridge, Massachusetts, in a small (approximately eight square blocks) residential neighbourhood in the midst of mostly bio-genetic laboratory space (e.g., the Broad Institute, Genzyme, and Biogen), technology companies (like Microsoft, Google, and Amazon), and M.I.T. The area is defined by M.I.T., the Charles River, and train tracks on two sides.

On the Way to the Charles River, Cambridge, MA, U.S

On the Way to the Charles River, Cambridge, MA, U.S.

Originally, East Cambridge, was marshland. Once land was built and developed it became a working class area that housed the people employed by the factories that produced candy, glass, and candles. Many factory buildings still stand but have been re-purposed as offices, condominiums, restaurants, cafes, and, bars. What attracted Steve and me to this neighbourhood, when we moved in, was that it was still working class with 75% of the population renting their places and most of the house owners had lived here for decades. These “old-timers” were predominantly Portuguese and Italian. Twelve years later 60% of the neighbourhood rents, and the demographics keep changing. Until a few years ago, our neck of the woods was was completely quiet after rush-hour. So far, it is still a quiet neighbourhood unless you walk toward M.I.T. where all the hip is now happening. East Cambridge is very slowly becoming vibrant but the old feel is still strong.

Outside Club Lusitania on Fifth Street, Cambridge, MA, U.S.

Outside Club Lusitania on Fifth Street, Cambridge, MA, U.S.

I am happy to sacrifice the physical space of the suburbs for access to places I enjoy – like art galleries and museums, independent shops, theatres, cafes, restaurants, and bookstores (sadly the record/CD stores are now practically extinct – with the cafe and bookstore, perhaps, not too far behind). Much of the contact I have with people in the city happens when I go to “my” local cafe, Voltage, where I meet other “regulars” and have conversations with them and the lovely people who work there. The city is a great place for people-watching, a pastime I enjoy. An urban landscape also offers the best variety of architecture, something that is not easy to find in the suburbs, where everything tends to be similar. Simply put, I much prefer and thrive in the city. It is here that I have always been able to carve out my own niche – find my place. For me, the city is home.

Voltage Coffee, Cambridge, MA, U.S

Voltage Coffee, Cambridge, MA, U.S.

Abigail's Restaurant, Cambridge, MA, U.S

Abigail’s Restaurant, Cambridge, MA, U.S.

Rhoda Sitting on her Third Street Stoop, Cambridge, MA, U.S

Rhoda Sitting on her Third Street Stoop, Cambridge, MA, U.S.

Neena, Third Street, Cambridge, MA, U.S

Nina, Third Street, Cambridge, MA, U.S.

Walter, Hanging Out in the Costa Lopez Taylor Community Garden, Cambridge, MA, U.S

Walter, Hanging Out in the Costa Lopez Taylor Community Garden, Cambridge, MA, U.S.

Thorndike Street House, Cambridge, MA, U.S

Thorndike Street, Cambridge, MA, U.S.

Second Street, Cambridge, MA, U.S

Second Street, Cambridge, MA, U.S

Typical Neighbourhood Cornice, Spring Street, Cambridge, MA, U.S

Typical Neighbourhood Cornice, Spring Street, Cambridge, MA, U.S

Sullivan Courthouse, Cambridge, MA, U.S

Sullivan Courthouse, Cambridge, MA, U.S.

Cambridge Power Plant, Cambridge, MA, U.S

Cambridge Power Plant, Cambridge, MA, U.S.

Outside Club Lusitania on Fifth Street, Cambridge, MA, U.S.

Outside Club Lusitania on Fifth Street, Cambridge, MA, U.S.

Off to the Mall, Lechemere Subway Station, Cambridge, MA, U.S

Off to the Mall, Lechmere Subway Station, Cambridge, MA, U.S.

Waiting for the Bus, Lechemere Subway Station, Cambridge, MA, U.S.

Waiting for the Bus, Lechmere Subway Station, Cambridge, MA, U.S.

Live Poultry Fresh Killed, Cambridge, MA, U.S.

Mayflower Poultry Co., Cambridge Street, Cambridge, MA, U.S.

Woman Taking Advantage of a Lovely Summer Day - Walking Along the Esplanade, Cambridge, MA, U.S

Woman Taking Advantage of a Lovely Summer Day – Walking Along the Esplanade, Cambridge, MA, U.S.

Resting - Sixth and Cambridge Streets, Cambridge, MA, U.S

Resting – Sixth and Cambridge Streets, Cambridge, MA, U.S

Live Here Now, Next to Genzyme, Cambridge, MA, U.S.

Live Here Now, Next to Genzyme, Cambridge, MA, U.S.

Fulkerson Street, Cambridge, MA, U.S

Fulkerson Street, Cambridge, MA, U.S.

AT&T and Old Foundry, Cambridge, MA, U.S.

AT&T and Old Foundry, Cambridge, MA, U.S.

New Building Under Construction, Cambridge, MA, U.S

New Building Under Construction, Cambridge, MA, U.S.

Charles River Canoe & Kayak, Cambridge, MA, U.S.

Charles River Canoe & Kayak, Cambridge, MA, U.S.

Costa Lopez Taylor Park Basketball Court, Cambridge, MA, U.S

Costa Lopez Taylor Park Basketball Court, Cambridge, MA, U.S.

Summer Hockey at the Ahearn Field, Cambridge, MA, U.S.

Street Hockey at the Ahearn Field, Cambridge, MA, U.S.

Charles Street, Cambridge, MA, U.S.

Charles Street, Cambridge, MA, U.S.

 

 

 

 

 

Three Springs in One Year? Impossible.

Minoushka

Minoushka

Who would have thunk? Certainly not me. Yet here you have it:

  1. February 2014, Kunming, Yunnan Province, China
  2. March 2014, Dali and Shaxi, Yunnan Province, China
  3. April/May 2014, Cambridge, MA, United States

I have been home in East Cambridge, now, for two months and am enjoying a third Spring this year, albeit one that is slower to warm up (it is almost officially summertime and we are several weeks behind what we typically see at this time of year). Since returning to the U.S. from Asia, I have been surrounded by a blooming crab apple tree as well as flowering plum, cherry, apricot, and peach trees, tulips, allium, wisteria, a climbing hydrangea, and more. The garlic has given us a large crop and we have used many of the leaves in our cooking. Yesterday I cut the scapes. In July we’ll pick the bulbs. I have seen the leaves on all of the trees turn from that bright lime green freshness that I only associate with the new start of Spring to a deeper green that indicates that Summer is here – or at least on its way. When it arrives, it shall be my second Summer this year.

Clearly, I have settled into life at home. I am in love with my home, husband, cat, the New England Area, and knowing that I am close to my family and friends in Montreal. Yet I know (and I have mentioned this before in this blog), I will want to be on the road again, soon enough. It is a matter of striking a balance between nurturing my life at home and moving about – with my heart and feet grounded here, yet being able to live elsewhere – even if it is temporary.

I have moved more than twenty times in my adult years. I seem to be always searching. The places I’ve lived and visited have helped me find home, including inside myself. But I have lived with Steve for 16 years now, and find that I have learned to cultivate home and love. Here I am.

Allium

Garden, Allium

Minoushka

Minoushka

Yellow Wood Tree

Garden, Yellow Wood Tree

Yellow Wood Tree

Garden, Yellow Wood Tree

Yellow Room

Yellow Room

Yellow Room

Yellow Room

Steve

Steve

Steve Making Rose Petal Jam

Steve Making Rose Petal Jam

Steve Making Rose Petal Jam

Steve Making Rose Petal Jam

Stairs

Stairwell

Red Room

Red Room

Bathroom

Bathroom

Larder

Larder

House

House

Fence

Garden, Fence

Fence

Garden, Fence

Cucumbers and Chair

Garden, Cucumbers and Chair

Ceiling

Ceiling

Bulkhead

Garden, Bulkhead

Bread Just Out of the Oven

Bread Just Out of the Oven

Bedroom

Bedroom

Bedroom

Bedroom

Hanging Laundry

Hanging Laundry

 

 

 

A Letter to the Newton (Massachusetts) Community

“Henry Degroot is a student at Newton North High School, Massachusetts. He wrote a pro-democracy note in a Chinese student’s notebook during an exchange program in Beijing and signed it. A Chinese teacher found out. Henry was detained for five hours, forced to apologize by his American teachers, and, back to America, the school barred him from prom.”

Read more:  A Letter to the Newton (Massachusetts) Community from China Change