Thursday, September 22, 2011

Blue is Nice

I'm on a printing kick right now and have been focusing on our trip to France last year.  As I write this a crisp print of this image is rolling off on a 17x22" sheet of luxurious photo paper.  I captured this during our trip into amazing Nice last June.  It wasn't long after leaving the airport that I assigned blue as the color of this beautiful city.  And stopping at a light alongside the boardwalk I looked out onto this scene and quickly framed and snapped from the taxi.  For whatever reason I think of Pete Turner when I look at this.  Not because of the specific color, but rather the vibrance of it along with the fairly minimal composition.  Immediately became one of my favorites.

And as I finish writing this my print is complete.  Gotta love the digital darkroom.

Sunday, September 18, 2011


Had a short trip this week and found myself in unexpectedly-cool Kingston, Ontario.  Unfortunately not much time to enjoy the area but would like to go back some day.  Did happen to grab a few frames along the way, with my day starting by looking out my decidedly grungy hotel window facing the 401.  That highway never sleeps.  With morning light baking down thought there was something interesting in focusing on the window grime and liked the result.

Was an enjoyable drive from Mississauga to Kingston, and after arriving we headed off for lunch and found ourselves at the Tir nan Og pub.  Great lunch, and the interior had an immense amount of character, texture, and amazing window light to boot.  My colleagues are now used to the sound of a shutter slap so I don't worry too much about hauling out the camera in the middle of lunch.

Later in the day we had to head out on Refreshment Duty.  While heading back to the car for whatever reason this roofline caught my eye.  Aim, crop, shoot, check, and on our way.

Next morning as I'm preparing to leave the street below caught my eye.  I liked the look of it, the lone vehicle in front of the restaurant, the reflection of the neon sign on the truck's hood, and the spear of dawn illuminating the building. 

Arrived early back at Pearson with hopes to grab a different flight.  No luck but gave me some more lounge time to catch up.  A Faceless Traveller was on the phone by the window and thought it made an interesting frame.  Snap, snap.  Done.

And, finally, Pearson's Terminal 1 ceiling while waiting at my gate to board.  I liked the shapes and the light.  Flight was on time, actually landed a bit early, and the weekend was again upon me.

Saturday, September 3, 2011

The Exchange

Went out for lunch in The Exchange District. Nice patio, nice weather, and a good view of a brick building. Initially I though it curious that it was adorned with signage composed of boxing mantra.

That is until I saw a group of folks walking by putting on the gloves and heading off for what I'm guessing was going to be a pretty harsh workout. Expecting them to head back I waited and, sure enough, after a while they returned. Each of which with decidedly less spring in their step than on the way out.

While I was biding my time I also shot the adjacent building for the contrasting color, hard shadow, and rich texture.