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Friday, November 18, 2016


Trailing the Lund up to Big Bay today to try our luck; faster than over water. That is the Sutherland family farm on the shores of Georgian Bay. When we first moved up here 24 years ago, right next to Ed Sutherlands farm. I hauled a special 300 pound rock up here with us from Toronto, a special crytalline honeycomb, Ed took one look at it and his eyes lit up, his family was in the rock business. I gave it him on the spot. We became great friends, our kids worked a couple of summers on that farm. The hill in the distance is the Meaford Tank Range, the windows in the entire county rattle when the big guns go off.

Saturday, October 1, 2016


Andrew Wyborn built this house with his bare hands 150 years ago, it is my responsibility to make sure it is here 150 years from now. Years ago we had a minor earthquake, over time the ice got in and started pushing out a corner stone. Fixed that up pretty quick with some help from a friend, then it was time for a real Latvian sauna; wood burner, oak leaves, the gargoyle came with the place. He's always back by morning. 




Just one little corner stone, the foundation is solid. I have been feeling a lot better lately, an hour of hard labour; not too bad for 70.

 Nicely done with a little help from a friend. Repointed the entire corner while we were at it. I could not find any old brick to match the patina, time will take care of that.


This used to be the kids hockey rink, it was re-purposed as a sauna.

Oak leaves have been an integral part of the sauna tradition since ancient times.

 A real Finnish Sempo wood burner. Nothing comes close to a real sauna at the end of a hard day of work.



Grendle, he's always back by morning

By contrast to where I lived in the 60's.



The Colonnade 131 Bloor St. W
A sports car, waterbed and a stereo; it was the sixties
I was the Manager of the Colonnade Camera Centre, it was a short trip to work everyday; I lived in the building.

I love the country, but I do appreciate the action in the city.

Wednesday, August 10, 2016

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lmMQJ386Jv4


Along the way our son Alex taught himself how to use state of the art animation software; this was his project. An insight to explain the success of our products; ten years ago. Alex went on to learn CAD programs and designed some of the top products on the market today. We are very proud of Alex, we are very proud of the accomplishments of all our kids.

Sunday, July 31, 2016

Suzanne and I are very proud of our kids and their company Shark Trolling Products. We attended the King of Kings pro tournament at Bluffer's Park in Toronto to meet with The Shark Pro Staff Teams from Canada and the USA, and to officially launch a new product. It was a huge success, we met old friends and made many new one's. Shark products have dominated world class pro tournaments for the past 15 years, but this new product has gone viral on social media and is on the skyrocketing on the water with our customers. With over 40 pro teams competing in Canada's biggest pro tournament, most of the fleet was equipped with Shark products. It's been a tough road over the past 15 years, plenty of blood sweat and tears, and I'm sure there is plenty more ahead. We would like to thank all our friends from around the world for supporting us along the way; we could not have done it without you. Sadly the main event was cancelled due to weather, but everybody had an amazing time and got out on Lake Ontario for the pre-fish day.









Monday, May 30, 2016

40 years later


I spoke up about this tragedy 40 years ago at great personal cost, 40 years later I am still pounding this topic: mercury contamination in Ontario. Oct. 26, 1974, the day Suzanne and I got married, the same day the students at the Art Gallery of Ontario staged a protest  on the front steps of the AGO. They dumped a load of dead fish on the steps to protest Reid Paper sponsoring an art exhibition. At the time Reid Paper was dumping raw mercury from their paper plant into the Wabagoon River system in northern Ontario; right next door to our family cottage.  40 years later the paper mill/Ontario government is still dumping poison with impunity.
There was an awkward moment at the reception at Suzanne's parents home in Toronto, we were meeting all the guests having a wonderful time. The neighbor and close friend of the family approaches us to wish us well; Thank you Howard I replied. Howard was a high ranking executive at the paper plant, he was just being kind and generous when he offered to let Suzanne and I stay at his villa in the Bahamas for a honeymoon retreat. I thanked him and declined his offer, explaining we intended to go up north to spend our honeymoon to do some hunting and fishing, near the Wabagoon River system.
The awkward moment: I said to him; “Howard, that protest at the AGO today, your company is pouring so much mercury into the river we are having to send our native people to Japan to get treated for Minimata Disease (mercury poisoning) because we don't know enough about it to treat them over here. I told him I would be grateful if he would just stop poisoning the lakes in Ontario. His face went beet red, by this time a number of other guest started to pick up on the incident. It was ugly to say the least. I spoke up when it counted, I'm still speaking up about it now. Most of my friends know all about this story, I could have kept my big mouth shut and gone on to benefit from the family business connections; I just couldn't stomach it. Nothing has changed, big business always wins, and the poor pay the price.

Friday, April 15, 2016

Old Pictures

I'll sort them out later, and try to remember the story; old memories, new questions.


 Erik painting the Nozxema girl in 1965, she morphs into a live girl on the TV commercial. Erik was rated as one of the top commercial artists not only in Canada, but also internationally for over 30 years.
 Hunting with wolves; Suzanne with Poncho and Ringo.
 After the storm
 The boyz


Back in the day it took a mainframe computer and our custom software to produce a Ray Traced graphic image of a glass prism. Your cell phone is a thousand times more powerful than the mainframe; it cost a cool million.
 Poncho and Ringo
I took this picture from up in the rafters in Studio 2 at TDF Artists Ltd. Little did I know at the time Suzanne was one of the dancers in the picture. I did not meet her until a couple of years later.

 Winter burn at the cottage
 A view down Yorkville Ave, staying focussed. We produced corporated presentations for Fortune 500 companies and their ad agencies. Over 40 international agencies.
 Layout for balloon ad
Back at the lab
The Honda shoot
 More hot air at Toronto City Hall
It's a long story












I captured this moment in time, Father Goose takes flight for the first time. He continues to soar.
We have the pilot, first flight, and Mike "The Kite" Robertson (7 times World Champion Hand Glider) but who is that guy holding up the wing? Is that you Ron?













Lighter than air; Blackstock 1975; the Lishman farm.

Tuesday, April 12, 2016

I have had and still am having the most amazing life I can imagine, but I have had my fair share of tragedy; three high speed accidents involving three family members. All the other guys fault. One accident accident and two drunk drivers.  We survived the car accidents, but we barely survived the evil monsters we encountered after our accidents, the people we trusted to look after our interests in our darkest hour.

I'm an old school guy, I don't go looking for trouble, but when it comes my way, I deal with it. In this case I concluded there was no point going through the system; it is rigged. Social media is the new court in town, the court of public opinion. In that regard I started Roadkill 911, basically a diary of the dirt and deception I encountered along the way; emails, secret video's, the usual. In case I needed it one day; like today.
When we went into the settlement meeting, the only thing that was on the defence table was a one foot stack of my blog Roadkill911 printed out. They thought they could intimidate me and use it against me; slander, libel, etc. bad move. That only works if the info is not true. I won, they lost; I guess all my stuff was true. I decided to go the social media route so the tens of thousands of other seriously injured Canadians could have a hand book on how to deal with slime. I have about 60,000 page views on my various blogs (I keep stuff separate) Also over the years I have posted about 4000 times on various news feeds relating to the above. Folks liked what I had to say, I got “top comments” often.
I have fought many legal battles over my life, won most of them; this is the biggest thing so far. I'm going after two law firms, a bunch of doctors, and a government agency. They all were in there like a bunch of vultures when they thought I was done. I surprised them and made the most remarkable recovery my horrified doctor had ever seen. They should have read the reports about my so called brain damage, my ability to kick lawyers butts has remained intact. I like to keep my facebook reserved for general interest stuff, so if you or someone you know has been in a serious accident, you might want to check out Roadkill911, for the hell of it. I'll let you know how it works out.
http://roadkill911.blogspot.ca/


Back in 1992 a drunk driver smashed into Suzanne's car at the end of our street in North York, it took years for her to recover. She never fully recovered to where she was before the accident. We hired the services of Thomson Rogers in Toronto. The best law firm in Canada; no doubt. After a long and protracted battle, we won the case, a fraction of what should have been awarded. The narrative did a 180 at the settlement meeting, a lot of last minute unforeseen BS.

Disappointed we asked the lawyer: "why did you do that" ? "Tooooo Bad" was his reply. It was like that scene in Back to the Future when the guy called Marty chicken. I responded in kind. We walked across Bay St. into the front doors of Lang Michener; they are really one of the top law firms in Canada; big. I sure did like that guy Clive Elkin, he went after them like a pit bull, but really cool. Before you know it, they were spitting out G notes like they were going out of style. For my part, I modified a software package to do a forensic accounting of everything that happened on the file for 5 years. I pressed the print button and out came what I wanted; the dirt.

Apparently there was something wrong with their computers because boy o boy we had lawyers claiming to be in three different places at the same time.  My little program caught everything. Toooo Bad. They issued a certified cheque,  I decided not to take further action; apparently they are back for more. You may ask: once bitten twice shy? Why the hell would anybody go back for seconds after something like that? Good question, I was bamboozled; again. I fell for it. "Oh all those guys are long gone, this is a whole new thing". It turned out to be payback; an episode out of a Stephen King novel.

One might think they would have learned their lesson, messing with me; apparently not. This time around the matter is far more serious, I paid them a quarter of a million dollars; not sure I got my monies worth. As usual I have been busy building my case, I always win. I don't go looking for trouble, but when it comes my way, I deal with it. I'll let you know how this works out; I'm not done yet.

Saturday, April 9, 2016

My People


My People: My Latvian Connection



https://www.facebook.com/CristianoRizzottoVidalPessoa/videos/665889130216628/


My late father, Erik Dzenis was a founding member of the Latvian National Federation of Canada. That's Suzanne and I in the back row center at my parent's memorial service at Latvian Canadian Cultural Centre 2014

Mad Men: The story behind the story

MADMEN The Story Behind The Story


Three Days Without Sleep
Another Panic Presentation
11 Yorkville Ave
Toronto Ontario
1985









When people ask me: “what did you do?” Meaning of course what work I did. For the most part I was an audio/visual producer in Toronto. My dad Erik Dzenis taught me the basics in photography, fine art as well as commercial art; he was pretty good at all three. Although he preferred to be known professionally only in the world of fine art. Norman Rockwell was never able to shed his illustrators tag when he crossed over to fine art. Erik managed both worlds. He was recognized internationally both for his oil paintings, as well as his commercial art.


Photograph or hand painted? Look closely.


Briefly, I produced approximately 3000 corporation business presentations for Fortune 500 Companies and their advertising agencies. Mad Men of course refers to the TV show with the name, the behind the scene story of what went on with the world biggest advertising agency at the time, McCann Erickson. For a period of 5 years I produced most of their corporate presentations for McCann and their clients for their office in Toronto; Coca Cola, Kodak, American Express and 40 other big names. I also did a number of presentations for their New York office.
   
For the most part it was as the name suggested, Mad Men; complete insanity. It was a love hate relationship. The agencies loved it when I bailed then out of a tight spot, but they always knew what was coming; they hated it when I gave them the invoice. Usually when they called me it was because they were late again. They needed a presentation in a hurry; that meant the standard 200% compound charges. If the slide normally cost $100 for a normal time frame, it went up to $200 then to $400 each. That was where the hate came in, a business presentation could easily go from $5000 to $20,000 because someone went “oops”.

It may sound like a lot, however we would need to stay up two or three nights in a row without sleep to finish their presentation; redo's. I had to mobilize a team including copywriters typesetters, and artists etc. We did not know about the damaging effects of sleep deprivation back then; Get er done was the narrative. McCann had their fair share of the biggest accounts in the business, J. Walter Thompson was their biggest rival at the time. I did work for over 40 major agencies. All our artwork was produced on a drafting table, all the special effects photography was done photo mechanically. The only computer assistance we had at the time was phototypesetting; no Power Point, no digital art.

It was 2:00 am, there was a frantic pounding on my front door, it was a little scary. I opened the door, it was a Senior Vice President from the New York office of McCann Erickson. He had just flown in from NY to personally take over a presentation that went bad; his glasses were cracked. He looked so desperate when he said: “could you help me?” We had that sort of arrangement with McCann, they knew they could call me on short notice 24.7; they did many times. You might think they would learn their lesson at some point and not underestimate the complexity of a presentation; they never did. It only got worse, I suppose in part because they knew in the back of their minds, I would always bail them out.


No digital art back then, everything was done by hand. Erik painted the entire series for American Express Gold Card Series in conjunction with the King Tut exhibition in Toronto at the time. 

In this particular case, it was the American Express presentation; they needed to convince AE they should retain the stewardship of this multi million dollar account. By all accounts the account was in serious jeopardy, way more than they realized. Not only did they miss their time frame, but the selected format was not going to work out. They selected a xenon projection system for a really big screen, 100 ft plus; except the typeface they selected was not readable. I warned them of this ahead of time. If we somehow managed to produce the presentation, nobody would be able to read it. Try telling that to a hot shot executive in a panicked state.

My pal Dave Reppen was an art director at Paul Phelan and Perry
He sketched this poster for me. He handed me a note under the table at one of our meetings wondering if I knew of anybody looking for a good art director. Fortunately I did not know of any agency looking for one. A few weeks later he was promoted to VP soon to become the president of the agency.


I advised them as I always did, you left it to the last minute, there's a chance it won't get done. It could be full of mistakes, and it will cost a fortune. In this case I took it upon myself to produce a parallel presentation to have ready when they finally came to grips with their big mistake. When the time came to show them their presentation, 5:00 am just before the team left for the airport to fly to Mexico. There was a collective groan from the team, they all realized if they show up with this mess, they would most certainly lose the account. By contrast, a collective sign of relief came when I pulled out the backup presentation that could actually be read. Love/ hate. It ended up costing them a small fortune.

The team got back from Mexico, the meeting was a success, McCann retained the stewardship of AE. Now it was time to face the music, to explain to the president how the thing went out of control. That's the hate part. To save their own skins, one of the junior execs attempted to blame the fiasco on me; after what I did for them.

I called my pal Vic, a Senior VP in the Toronto office. Uncle Vic was always my go to guy at the agency, whenever there was a problem, Vic would solve it. I told him. I want an apology from the company for how I was treated, I want to know I still have the account, and of course I needed this huge invoice to be paid. I had to give my car ownership to the typesetter to finance the second presentation at 5 in the morning. Vic looked dismayed, he said: “Ed you might not get any of that”. Just what I needed to hear after 3 days with no sleep; it was a little stressful.

A couple of hours later, Vic called to say you will get everything you requested. It's too bad it came to that, but that was the nature of the business. It costs a lot of money when people screw up; that was one presentation, it went on like that for about 15 years.


A few slides from an agency presentation for my pal Ray Kundinger.















Often on a Friday night, McCann and JW would show up at my door with presentations competing for the same account. Not usually done in the business, conflict etc. All other AV houses back then were required to sign a non-disclosure contract because of the propitiatory information in the presentations. They knew better than to ask me. I would do both presentations and I would always know ahead of time who had the better presentation and who would most likely win the new account.



More importantly I would do presentations for the two biggest cola companies competing for shelf space at major outlets, that was a little more touchy, but I was never asked to sign the non disclosure. I did these competing presentations for five years. The new business presentations were a real time marketing course, a behind the scenes look you could not get a course at the university level. I would do these presentations and then take off to the country for a few days to recover.