Is has been some time now. The last post stated I would seek out new options in a trade, and I did. I found a new life back in my hometown. I am no longer living in Moncton, and am not sure if I will ever go back. I had every intention to but now I seem to have created a life of my own here in s

outhern Nova Scotia. Its all so good.

Nostalgic

I have return on this New Year with a change of path. Not exceedingly off my target here, but I have decided to turn a leaf. I miss my past. I miss working with my hands. I miss observing and fueling my creativity. I miss being a student.

In this nostalgia, I have decided to therefore enter a new line of interest. I have not discarded my previous ones, just changed a little. I will return someday to the throws of films and productions but for now, I’m looking to expand my knowledge in a trade. Welding

I don’t know how I’ve come about getting such an interest in this but I see a lot of opportunities that lie ahead in this field, especially in art.

I’m thinking of mixing my photography with this… not sure how, but it’s a challenge I’m excited to take on. We will see were this takes me!

My future aside, I have had a wonderful time going back home over the holidays. Life never ceases to amaze me.

Punctum

I guess saying that I should keep updating doesn't work... so I'll just be random with my entries... no stress!

So, I've been out of school for over 6 months now and I feel like I'm losing my edge... or maybe not, maybe its time to just change things around... I'll get back to you on this one.

On another note, I've gone back through my past photography and came upon this one


I've found punctum in it... (Barthes' word to "that which peirces the viewer") ...

She's wearing nailpolish that's completely chipped, not perfect... it wasn't my intention to put focus on that, but it brings a new meaning to this photograph...

A time to update...

So I guess I need to update since it’s been almost a month now. I haven’t been catching trains as much lately considering that a lot has happened in the last month. I’ve taken some time off from the city life for a couple of weeks and it did some good. I didn’t find any new ideas for my photography yet but I do know that I want to start some 4x5 formats. With that in mind, I need to find myself a new light meter for my large format camera. So for now, I’ll keep posting newer stuff.

A perfect train related suicide?...

A beautiful night to bike 10km to the humpyard and stand atop the bridge over the tracks to...

...watch and photograph the intermodals come in.

Not to kill myself.

Softcore ride warrior

On my way back to Moncton, I decided to take the train.


Via meets Via!

Lovely

Sweet home life.... in my backyard!
I use to hate it here, with nothing to do. But I was wrong... I lay on the grass and am one with nature... ok, not really, but I'm sensing a new beginning... photograph everything...

MISSED!!

Well, it just so happens that I missed the best evening sky ever for shooting train 408. Saturday June 6th, the full moon was out (or almost full) and the sky was a purple-ish blue from the sunset… I was right where the old coliseum was and could see a good part of the train going by since there’s such a large clearing there. I was so disappointed that I didn’t have my camera with me. I ALWAYS have it with me. It was the perfect sky with the moon shining right above the train. I took a few pictures with my camera phone, but it’s not very good quality and I haven’t figured out how to upload the photos on my computer… what a bummer! I hoped the next night would be the same, but unfortunately it was cloudy… GAH!! What a shot!

Graarrr

The plow part of the train....

My variation through paint...

Caught in a storm, stuck in quicksand...

A serious unwanted whirlwind… what do I mean by that?... I have no idea, actually.

Or not… yes, I do know what I mean, but it’s hard to explain into words…

It’s like, a jumbled up though process that I can’t clear up in my head… I’m lost… lost in this reality. Or maybe it’s this fantasy? Or imagination?...sometimes, my creative mind at work can sometimes get overwhelming. I wonder what I’d be like if I didn’t think so much… if I didn’t create. What would I be without art?... I’d be ignorant, and ignorance is bliss… everything would seem so meaningless… I’d be good… I’d be happy…. I’d stop thinking…

If only I could stop thinking… especially into the past…