You can see my pictures here: PICTURES
I was born in Toronto. I was moved to the suburbs when I was six where I was raised by the warm glow of television. I returned to Toronto when I was nineteen. I really don't count the thirteen terrifyingly twisty years in between.
By day I'm a photography major at Ryerson University and a waitress/barista/small-talk-maker at a cafe. By night I'm still both those things but significantly sleepier.
I live downtown, in a very green room. There is a lot of dust and cat hair on my carpet and the vacuum won't pick it up. It is a hateful machine.
I like art, I like it a lot. I like music, I like it a lot. In fact in these two cases the word "like" can be replaced with "love above anything and everything" and then you can take out the "a lot" part because that's just redundant and doesn't make much sense grammatically.
I like grammar too.
I like taking pictures. I like taking pictures of people more than I like taking pictures of things. I like making people do ridiculous things for the sake of picture taking. Things won't do ridiculous things, no matter how nicely you ask. Because of this predilection for making people humiliate themselves for my "art" I'm possibly the worst friend ever. Unless you're into being covered with melted chocolate or forcibly made to take off your pants.
I may have missed my calling as a dominatrix. Only time will tell.
*all images copyright julia martin 2007. Stealing is wrong. Except when my cable goes down and I steal the internet from my neighbors. I maintain it's a victimless crime. The point is, I put effort into my work, you should too.
