OK, it’s a shameless pun on the movie The Remains of the Day starring Anthony Hopkins. And a nod to Christopher Guest’s comedy Waiting for Guffman, in which Guest’s character, Corky St. Clair, talks about how the “Remains of the Day lunchbox” makes kids’ lunches a happier experience. But I…
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In the previous post I wrote about what I was thinking as I photographed the designs left by the sea upon the sand. But I was also reminded of a short story that I had read in my youth – In a Season of Calm Weather, by Ray Bradbury. In the story, George Smith,…
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Fleeting compositions, Ephemeral designs. With each new tide, With each new lap of a wave, The sea draws anew, On a canvas of sand. As I walked the narrow strip of sandy beach, I began to notice some of the individual clumps of seaweed and pebbles that the ocean had…
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I’ve chosen this photo not because of any particular technical or artistic merit, but because it expresses the way I feel about living in Nova Scotia. My family and I moved here from Toronto in 2012, after our need to live there for work commitments ceased. The conversation started with…
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When I first picked up a digital camera, we were living in Toronto. Winter in a city can be messy and frustrating to say the least. Shoveling and snarled traffic begin most work days after a snowfall. Occasionally, nature smiles on the amateur photographer, and one gets the chance to…
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Autumn has always been my favourite Canadian season. The turn of colour in the leaves and the crisp air seem to brighten my spirits in a way that others seasons cannot. Autumn skies and light are beautiful. I even like those foggy days that herald the coming of winter. The…
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When my wife’s parents were downsizing in order to move to a smaller, more manageable home, her mother began drawing each of her children aside when they visited, and asking them if there was anything in particular they would like. She had more than the move in mind. She intended…
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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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I took several photos of Quebec City’s la redoute Dauphine (or, The Dauphine Redoubt, in English), including some wide angle shots that show the building as a whole. Built on a hillside overlooking the St. Charles River, it is an interesting building to be sure. But it was the lower wall that…
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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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If I had been the landscaper for this building, I’d be very pleased that someone took the time to notice my art. I happened to wander past at just the right time of year, with the trees in bloom. What a dramatic contrast in colour, and a contrast in the…
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These days, most people have a camera with them at all times. It’s in their cell phone. When this picture was taken, I don’t think I’d yet succumbed to the notion that owning a cell phone was necessary or desirable. Having a camera with you at all times is something…
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It’s true that you can make your own photographic luck by doing research and being prepared. It’s also true that sometimes serendipity comes into play. I hadn’t expressly prepared for either of these images. I had no inkling that the skies were about to turn so very interesting, but I…
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Outside of an old warehouse in downtown Toronto, I stumbled across a trove of cast-off recreations of gods and myths. Cherubs and Sphinxes sat among lions and dragons. And there sat Mercury, looking the worse for wear, the wings on his helmet clipped, his winged feet gone. Perhaps these had…
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