Storm In Kits

I was caught in a short but heavy shower, that included hailstones, today. It's surprising how many people will smile and laugh as they pass you on the street during these events; as if we are sharing a wonderful joke.

Robyn Cumming & Greg Girard

I am recuperating from a bug and it gave me a few moments to go through old files. Here are three B&W's I pulled out.

I've been watching a program on the Knowledge Network called, Aperture: Snapshot - The Art Of Photography. I am including links to two of the recently featured Canadian photographers. I love the way an artist's creative personality develops and blossoms in their medium. I also enjoy the fact that I can appreciate different styles (different from mine; different from each other) without needing to justify my tastes. I am of that age. Here is Robyn Cumming and Greg Girard. Girard's work really appeals to me, both aesthetically and as social documentary, but I am also given a shot of energy from Cumming's photos. She uses people from her life as models and uses her apartment as a studio. Her personality is on display in her photos.

Pond Grass

My eye can't seem to help but try to bring compositional order, even to nature's most lovely chaos. This photo was posterized in order to accentuate the contrasts and wonderful lines.

Tree

This splattered ink brain tissue nerve network of a tree is ugly and beautiful at the same time. I often manage to overlook it among the swaying torsos of the dying dancer trees that surround it but today it grabbed center stage by the throat.

Spring

A kind of art nouveau moment in Vancouver's early, glorious spring.

The Topp Twins

Photographs can influence one in a lot of ways. I took this album home from the local library on a hunch. I liked what I heard So I googled them. I think they're great.

Goodbye Games

Love them or hate them they left an impression.