Cape Spear #2

The melencholy feel of this window beckoned me to  add my shadow to the mix, visually cathartic and representative of this journey.

Cape Spear.

Some images come fully formed to the mind’s eye, powerful affirmations of ideas and visions bubbling to the surface.

Murphy.

I picked up Melanie, my 5 day travelling companion at the St. John’s airport on Sunday July 2nd at about 1:30. We took a brief  tour in the Enterprise of downtown St. John’s, parked and had a great late lunch at the the Fifth Ticket restaurant. We were headed for Bellevue Beach when something went horribly wrong and lots of coolant steam poured out…

Window

There is magnificent pleasure in seeing, sometimes, in the affirmation of the photograph it feels like love.

Anchored alone

Am I destined to sit always at the surface, what of the cold, dark deeps that hold me here?

This moment in time.

Once, I saw my future in a lounge by the sea, so distant I didn’t know it was me. Must I be this lonely just to be?

Once…in a dream

I saw my future in a lounge by the sea.

Mooring

The rope is broken, I am lost.

Remnant 

The remains of a time when U boats roamed the waters around North Sydney NS. A sobering reminder of the reach that conflict can have.

Low tide

The wounds we carry cut to the core. We go through life with scar tissue forming in the dark. And what of it? The language of pain is unintelligible to the brain, but the heart knows from whence it came.  

Feather

Keeping fresh #2

So the last post was supposed to address the notion of practice, of making images even when things seem difficult or pointless. The truth is, as an artist it’s important to practice what I do, and in this context I mean practice as in keep thinking and seeing, composing and watching the light. When I get out the way of myself I find that…