Every year as the Kennebecasis River freezes over, the faithful drag their shacks onto the ice at Renforth to fish for smelt. There’s always an interesting selection of huts, most with wood or propane stoves. I’ve always thought the village represents a cross-section of local society. There are high-tech soft-sided shelters, full sheds with windows and siding, “converted” campers and stick-frames covered in tarpaulin. Continue reading “Renforth Village”
Our family traveled to Montréal, Quebec in early November 2016 to attend the graduation of a family friend at McGill university. We had been meaning to explore Montréal for a couple years now and this was our opportunity. As with any adventure, it had its ups and downs but what struck me most about the city was the contrast. Montréal seems to exist simultaneously in both French and English, wealth and poverty, a proud sense of past mingling with a crumbling present. I put this figurative contrast to work, exploring new regions of my film’s exposure latitude.
This past Friday Uptown Saint John played canvas to both a gallery-hop and a special even called Third-Shift. Third-Shift an event put on by Third Space Gallery that aims to put art in vacant and underused spaces to inspire people and help re-energize the area. I’d just heard of it happening a few days beforehand and had never been on a Gallery Hop either. So I strapped on my walking shoes, grabbed a couple rolls of HP5 out of the fridge and started walking. Continue reading “#ThirdShiftSJ and Gallery Hop”
After deciding to take my business idea seriously the next step is to bathe in the opinions of the public, potential clients all. I had time on a mostly cloudy Monday and set out on the historic streets of the Trinity Royal area of Saint John, a cultural hub. I was armed with my camera, hoping to take portraits of people kind enough to give me their honest opinions. Continue reading “Step 1: Hit the Streets”
Probably my favourite place in Nova Scotia. Endless beach, endless sky.
I’ve been trying to come to grips with how I ended up owning a 60-plus year old machine as a daily-and-only camera, after a truncated career with the latest and greatest at the time. I’m not sure if this will be a camera review or another personal journey into the philosophy of my own craft, but we’ll see what happens. This is a review of my Rolleiflex MX. Continue reading “Rolleiflex MX”
I’ve been wanting to stop and photograph this old building for a while now, it seems to have ripened into the perfect almost-decrepit state. Continue reading “Notebook: CFBC”
What started out as a business trip ended up being a pleasure trip, and what started out being a tour of the casinos and attractions ended up being a phenomenal drive into the desert. Nevada was a game-changer, no doubt. As I tweeted during our stay: if you’re coming to Nevada just to gamble you’re a fool. The fewer the light bulbs, the more impressive the spectacles. This post is heavy on images, but that’s what I advertise. Continue reading “Nevada 2016”
Took some time out to shoot a roll and relax this week, thought I’d share my high hit-rate with the world. Fed the HP5 a little more light than box speed, and it delivered in spades as always. Continue reading “Saint John stroll 04/16”