Spring Forward

The camera battery died two kilometres in and I turned back. It had three bars when I left, suddenly dropped to two and flashed red seconds later...this cheap knock-off has clearly reached EOL. Still, 4K isn’t bad for a leisurely afternoon stroll on these muddy and icy dirt roads where you either sink or slip—like navigating an annoyingly flat version of parcours.

The sun shines today but it’s a tease: we’re bracing for yet another snowfall.
On Sunday we’ll spring forward, destroy our circadian rhythms again and drive back through a complete whiteout. Slow, steady and fingers crossed all the way.

An hour lost and no end in sight.


Shot with the X100F


​The Icy Depths

I’m not shooting enough these days. Personal stuff I mean. The calendar says March 1st— but it’s been a long winter that has yet to relinquish its hold. There’s ice everywhere: thick and blue and hard as hell. That’s what happens when the weather goes from snow to rain to -20ºC in less than 24 hours. Repeatedly. It’s been the winter of broken bones.

A friend of mine—who lives in a much warmer climate—asked me how I approached street photography during these months; I replied I just...didn’t. It’s not very courageous but there you go. I just figure I’ve given enough to this season at this point in my life? Bring on warmth and colour.

Still, there’s the itch. Not enough to make me drive into Montreal and find parking and fight off the orange cones and try to remain upright...but enough for guilt to set in. So this morning I put everything aside and gave myself a challenge: express winter. Just go with it. I had grids of abstract images in mind (influenced by an old EXPO 67 book I’ll probably talk about in another post) so I grabbed the GFX 50S and the 120mm f/4 and shot both outdoors and indoors (indoors images were lit with the Godox AD200).

The guilt isn’t gone...but at least I have a few frames to show.

Have a great weekend everyone :)

P.S Some are much more courageous than I am: Eric Delorme explored Pointe-Claire in a post entitled The Village. In freezing weather. He rebooted his blog after a workshop we did together last Fall and it’s well worth visiting if you have a chance.


Shot with the GFX 50S and GF 120mm F/4 Macro OIS R WR


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October

Jacob is fifteen.

The sun hides
& my heart skips & scatters,
every few beat lost to another rhythm;
sanguine, melancholic.
October speaks in muted words
of impending twilights
smothering.

October invades and overwhelms
in silence
—anaesthetic.


Shot with the X-T3 and XF 35mm f/1.4 R


Wildlings P7

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Shot with the X100F


Wildlings P6

Family trips, camping—stories built on unending stretches of road, mornings too damp and ravenous, back pains...all soon forgotten, replaced by perfect memories of trails and mountains tops.

We’ll have some twenty hours of highway dust in our lungs when all is said and done.
Dust and an eyeful of whales and bears;
of seals, penguins and porcupines.


Shot with the X100F