Railway Ties In Oil

I found this posterized abstract from my afternoon spent hanging around the industrial area of south Vancouver.

Hyacinths, Daffodils and Christopher Thomas

Our living room gets a nice south light. It's great for shooting flowers and reading. The book on the coffee table is a book of photographs by Christopher Thomas called, "New York Sleeps". They are large format black & white photos of New York landmarks taken at night or just before or after sunrise/sunset and they are so beautiful you want to eat them.

Fraser River

One shot before the rain blurred my lens.

Morning On Iona

Same location as Iona Nimbostratus but different time and facing a different direction.

Iona Nimbostratus

Another shot from my favorite location.

Noble Riffraff

Tulips

I get attached to the flowers that end up in our home and can't help trying to immortalize them in photographs. I feel it is an act of gratitude. A ceremony of sorts.

Iona Cloud

I have started scanning my old negatives. I am forced to look at a lot of bad photos. Once in a while I managed to catch something that hinted at the sense of poetry I saw in the world and wanted to share. This was from one of my first rolls of film that I shot with my beat-up, but cherished, second-hand Yashica. It was on one of my first trips to Iona beach to take pictures.