We’re all searching for something – peace, love, prosperity, security, purpose, happiness, direction. I’m sure that you have your list of things you’re searching for. Our questions might be emotional, metaphysical, spiritual, economical or any combination of these. Viktor Emil Frankl (an Austrian psychiatrist and Holocaust survivor) wrote his best selling book entitled Man’s Search …
Who didn’t have a rock collection as a kid? Rocks were everywhere: on the driveway, at the beach, in the river, basically everywhere we played outside. We skipped stones on the lake, as toddlers put them in our mouths, we painted them to make a pet rock and eventually we started to collect them and …
It was time to explore a part of Algonquin that was new to me. I had never started a trip from the Smoke Lake access point. This was a quick weekend trip – only one portage to get to our destination. As you can tell from the photographs, we had a lot of rain mixed …
These images were taken a few years back over a period of a few months. While outside playing with the kids or working on the house, I would grab the camera when some cloud formation would catch my eye. I would sometimes climb up to the roof and shoot to avoid trees that would have …
Who ever said that men can’t multi-task? Not only could I exercise my creativity, I could also watch the kids in the water, prevent my camera from being splashed by the waves and keep myself cool by playing in the water. Photographing waves as they crash on the shore is not only an exercise in …
While biking in Algonquin this past September, we came across the ruins of a former sawmill close to Whitefish Lake. These old cooling fins had seen better days, but with the process of abuse and neglect, they are far more interesting (visually) than when they were brand new. I enjoy witnessing the effect that the …
Over the years I have built countless sand castles with the kids, sitting, laying and kneeling at the place where the waves meet the sandy shore. I have stood there and felt my feet sink further into the ground with every wave that passes. It’s a great place to be! I started watching the waves …
I showed up in Owen Sound long after the demise of an industry that engulfed a few city blocks for nearly a century and a half. The buildings were empty and exposed to the elements. The people, ideas and the dreams had moved on. I think most of us have felt abandoned at least once …