December 10, 2017

It's a rare occasion that I get to go out and photograph with a buddy. Normally, I prefer to be photographing alone. This way there are no perceived time constraints while in search of an image. I can look, feel, navigate, hang out until I'm satisfied without any awareness of the well being or location of my fellow shooter, "Did he fall into a crevice? Again?" Joking aside, when interests align (my friend Chris recently acquired a 4x5 Crown Graphic from his father), it makes the partnership easier to tolerate while out in the field. Generally speaking, a large format photographer is searching and collecting images at a different pace than a digital photographer. Much slower, more methodical, and considered practices are pretty standard fare as the medium itself inherently demands. The cost of taking one image with the consequent...

September 8, 2017

Finally... my busy schedule has kept me from one of my favourite photographic diversions: recording a beautiful sunrise on large-format film. On the morning of August 8th I unpacked my 8x10 camera and went to work. This was my second attempt at a scene that I had driven by countless times while passing through the park on my way to work. I've always had an eye on this grove of trees and knew that there was an early morning composition waiting to be found. A few days prior, my first attempt was shaping up well, but as the sun rose a wall of dense cloud drove in and obscured the light, casting the scene in depressed cool and flat tones.

This time the clouds stayed away, giving me plenty of time to shoot the rising sun. I exposed a total of 5 sheets. I have some frames where the sun is fully a...

July 5, 2014

My hopes of getting a shot during the course of the day began to wane. Spring was behind schedule. The colourful wildflowers still quietly tucked under the covers, afraid to emerge, while a persistent chill permeated the air, and the clouds teased the warmth of the sun from my view. Nevertheless, I grew a little agitated, I desperately wanted to shoot something but was invariably prepared to walk away if I had to. I decided to try one last trail and then round back to the car. I was at my second location; the first still looked and felt like a dull November day, one that saw the absence of much colour and vegetation.

And then there it was, a grove of marsh marigolds, the young yellow flowers beckoning to be photographed. I leapt off the trail and waded into a thicket of trees and low hanging branches, careful not to dunk my...

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