We explored our hometown at all times of the day and night, ARRI Alexa in hand, to shoot this piece for the City’s revamped economic development agency, Invest Ottawa. Read More...

Got to the office earlier than usual today, and took my Starbucks cup for a little walk through the building.  I was looking for the kind of slow-engine roll-over that thousands of people do in thousands of offices every morning.  Hey, how’s it going, nice shirt, any plans for the weekend, please stop raiding my stash of jelly bellies, etc. But I was thwarted: this place was completely, unequivocally empty.  I felt like I was wandering a post-apocalyptic world, with... Read More...

By Brandon Rushton Entering the professional world in any field is a scary thing.  The fear (mingled with excitement) is heightened in the film or multimedia industries, where you must prove yourself at every step. A good way to combat this fear is to become the dreaded Intern. For people like myself, though, being an intern is a freedom unlike any other.  It’s a privilege to be taken in and shown the ropes from industry professionals.  In my case, these... Read More...

I was squished in a van filled with my siblings and cousins, heading back to Ottawa from a trip I cannot remember.  It was a crisp night and I was fast asleep, snuggled between my brother, Cung, and my sister, Nicky.  My brother impishly tickled my nose with a piece of white polyester stuffing from his winter coat, waking me into a grouch.  Once Cung was scolded for waking me and I knew that my cousins had failed to convince... Read More...

When we heard the news that we would have the opportunity to work on a music video for “Long Days” by Jeff Callery, the entire production team immediately went to work. The ideas in our minds quickly unfolded into visions of scenery, camera settings and angles. We are very fortunate to have the best tools in the industry to produce our projects. The Arri Alexa can record images in a similar way celluloid film behaves under a scanner. This means... Read More...

It starts somewhere between your home and Carling Avenue, as your taxi hums along winter-slick streets.  You’ve heard about the drivers they’ve hired to shuttle everyone home after the party, and the thought gives you a little thrill, like you’re a celebrity.  You sneak a glance at your reflection in the car window.  City lights rise and fade beyond your face and you feel a pang of pity for everyone driving in the opposite direction.  They don’t know what you... Read More...

In Mrs. Dalloway, the masterpiece-slash-doorstop (depending on your point of view) by Virginia Woolf, readers hang out with the heroine and her entourage as they prepare for a party. As you might know, we, too, are preparing for a party, and you are invited. Wherever she is, toying with the rocks in her pockets and looking down upon us, I think Virginia would approve. We are following her criteria, after all. Like Clarissa Dalloway, we have to-do lists and cleaning... Read More...

As part of our ongoing series of family portraits, we present you with inMotion writer and producer Megan Findlay. We thought it fitting that she participated in this interview, which took place in inMotion’s sun-soaked kitchen on a quiet afternoon, exactly one year to the day after choosing to join forces with inMotion. To learn more about the people you’ll work with when you work with inMotion, visit our first profile piece. This series will be updated regularly, so don’t... Read More...

When I was a kid, I remember watching my father write his signature. Perhaps not a typical childhood memory to have, but for me it is a vivid, lasting one. My father would concentrate on the offered document, or personal cheque, or family birthday card as though he was about to write the two most important words in the world: John Fodey. Well, to be precise, it was always John T. Fodey. There were rarely times when the T wasn’t... Read More...

There’s a concept in high-level thinking about measurement called the Zone of Uncertainty. It’s the turning point that signals a scale’s movement from one graduation to the next. When things start to get a little heavy, your bathroom scale crosses the Zone of Uncertainty and springs from 130lbs (weighing myself) to 131lbs (weighing myself while eating a pound cake). It’s as simple as that. And delicious. There’s a metaphor in there somewhere, and I’ll be darned if I’m not going... Read More...

Boyd Avenue at 7:30 a.m. on a Sunday morning in winter is as serene as a cottage lake: the 417 is whisper-quiet, the air sparkles with crystalline cold, and apart from a vet in mint-coloured scrubs walking a dog around the animal clinic, there’s a feeling that the whole world is asleep under mountainous duvets — except for the inMotion crowd, who are spending their Sunday beating a path between 894 and 891 Boyd with characteristic exuberance. We arrived early,... Read More...