JAMES HOUSTON ARTS

  • UNTIL I NO LONGER DESIRED TO TURN AWAY

    Can a camera save a life? I believe this to be true Photography, it is said shutters something away and seldom ever gives back Cultures exist whereby beliefs determine entire souls disappear down those optic tunnels And, should the image meet subject matter in its focal point and its depth of field it may not…

    JAMES HOUSTON

  • STAGE FRIGHT

    Tomorrow afternoon, I will be standing in front of a group of Street Photographers from VANSPC (the Vancouver Street Photography Collective), an organization with whom I have been a member since October, 2022. Three images that I submitted will be projected up on a screen and I will be speaking to them. I have never…

    JAMES HOUSTON

  • SUNSET, SUNRISE

    Sunsets are chasedSunrises are fledForward in the first instanceBack-pedalled in the second If one is singularIn mind and deedAnd wishes to prolongEither experience © jameshoustonarts 2025

    JAMES HOUSTON

  • THE TELEPHONE

    THE TELEPHONE Upon a time agoThere was a televisionAdvertisementFrom Bell, CanadaDepicting a typicalRotary dial desk phone It was attachedTo a mechanical gizmoThat, repeatedly,Picked up the handsetAnd slammed it downInto the cradleDepressing the dual plungersWith lusty force It was a lessonIn anger managementAn act of unremittingFervency and pointed zealTo bring aboutThe absolute terminationOf undesired discourse The…

    JAMES HOUSTON

  • ANEW, AGAIN…

    And, so it begins anew, again… that is, a home for all-things-art created by myself for myself and those who are curious and who wish to engage in what it is I create. And, what I “create” is a polymathic conglomeration of photography, poetry, music and painting with ink & watercolour. If you have found…

    JAMES HOUSTON