My photography is a reflection of what I come across wandering through the woods. Some things I see please the eye and I try to capture that. Other things I see just pique my curiosity and tickle my fancy – the natural abstracts – and I try to capture those. And in some way you also try to document this curious world of wonders that lives quietly in our backyards.
I’ve been kicking around with cameras for years. I worked as reporter/photographer for a variety of community weeklies in the ’70s and ’80s in different parts of Canada. Later in life, the camera became secondary to earning a living in other pursuits. Only lately have I picked up the camera again in earnest and began wandering and taking the images which have some resonance for me.
My exploring comes at any of three speeds: rambling, wandering or dawdling but I prefer the latter, especially when there’s a detour or two thrown in for a meander. One of the things I have learned from experience is that the only time you are truly lost is when you have to be somewhere – like an airport or train station – at a certain time – like one or two hours before boarding – and you have absolutely no idea how to get there because you have absolutely no idea where you are. At any other time, we call this state of mind “exploring”.
I now live in Squamish where there is an amazing diversity of landscapes and ecology to explore and to get lost in. And I spend much of my spare time wandering through the woods cultivating my curiousity.
And that is me on the left mulling over another hare-brained notion.