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Psamathe

In Greek mythology, Psamathe (or Psamanthe in some translations of Ovid) was the goddess of sand beaches.  I hope she wouldn’t mind lending her name to title this abstract image. The original shot (mirrored here) was taken at Hawk Beach on Cape Sable Island near the “drowned forest”. In several…

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Wind and Waves

Even though we didn’t have a lot of snow this winter, we did see four nor’easter storms. Fortunately, Nova Scotia wasn’t hit as hard as the eastern seaboard of the US. Nevertheless, a nor’easter often brings fierce winds, downing trees and power lines, and the ocean storm surge can be…

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Rainy Day Play

We were having one of those days – so dark and grey that I wanted lights on in the house. The driving rain was beating against the windows. I stared out the window shuddering at the thought of venturing out for my usual walk. Then I began watching the individual…

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Abstractions

I’ve long been interested in abstract and non-representational forms. It may seem strange to use a camera – a tool that is designed to capture and depict “reality” as accurately as it can – in order to create images that are departures from reality. But photographers have been dabbling in…

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Rocks in My Head

Rocks in my head is what many people think about my obsession with the forms, textures and details one finds in rocks — whether in a rocky landscape, or in a close up. From the smooth rocks scoured by glaciers, to the fractures and forms created by enormous pressures, to…

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AUTUMN #2

It has been a spectacular autumn for colour. In bright light, the reds, oranges and yellows have been rich and brilliant. Last week, during a trip to Shelburne, it was evident that the peak had passed, but there were still signs of fall. I took this image right beside the…

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AUTUMN

Autumn is certainly my favourite season. Cool, crisp air and autumn leaves. In most of Canada, the colour change can be dramatic. Right outside my window is a tree that that turns such a rich, brilliant red-orange that it looks unreal. And the light reflected from it casts an orangey glow…

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Flights of Fancy

It’s rare for me to indulge in free rein post processing. Both of these images began life with experiments in photography, however. So, experimental post-processing seemed to be in the spirit of what I had started in the first place. Both images have the same subject origin as well, though…

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DODGE

We used to live on the edge of Don Mills in Toronto. Our particular subdivision was built in 1959, and a small strip plaza was built close by to service the community. Almost 50 years later, it still held the original barbershop (and original barber), and a burger joint that supplied…

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Tugboat Tough

Sometimes images are stronger in sets. These three images are from the same tugboat, either decommissioned or awaiting repair, in Belfast, Maine. My wife and I were in Belfast to join the Wanderbird for a week-long cruise of the Maine Islands in 2010. I say cruise, but the Wanderbird was not…

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SAVOY

In the late 1920’s master photographer Edward Weston began taking a series of still life images that included shells, fruit, and vegetables. He took his first picture of a pepper in 1927, and a number of other pepper pictures in the following years. In 1930, he placed a pepper at…

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East Coast Textures

On a small, rocky beach at one Nova Scotia’s many small fishing communities, my wife and I came across this scene – hundreds of scallop shells together. They looked like cast-off dinner plates. And, perhaps, that’s what had been happening here – years of locals bringing home some scallops, shucking them right…

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Hanging to Dry

Hanging food to dry and preserve is a practice that is thousands of years old, and it’s still used today. This particular image was taken at Black Creek Pioneer Village in Ontario. I enjoy visiting such places as they remind me of my paternal grandmother, the only grandparent that I…

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