Swimming in the Flood

 From Montreal, 23 January 2015

From Bangor, Maine, December 2014

Janglin'

All my friends ditched on me for new years! That's a stunning fact I had never anticipated. So I made different plans, twice, and those fell through! So I stayed in the photolab in solitude until morning. Then I hiked Cadillac with these goons, and it made me feel like maybe this year would be different that all those before it. If it was worse than this past year (Bog rest its' rotten soul) than maybe I'm slightly better prepared for it. I just hope things get better, although I never stop doubting that there's worse on the way.

Grey

I took all these photos with no room for error. I did not bracket my shots, and I ran out of photopaper so I couldn't redo the pictures that had burned edges. That being said, these are the photographs that I think I got right the first try. They're all from a protest at the the University of Maine concerning the happenings of Ferguson, Missouri.

 I could have gotten less contrast here, but at the time this seemed accurate.

 I just love how my subject is expressionless.

 Somehow I scratched this one, so it goes.

 Just a solid photograph.

 Again, I scratched this one just beneath her left cheek running down to the sign. Dommage.

 An accidental burn to the right side, but it still came out very nice.

 I just love this a lot. The contrast between the black of his pullover and the white of his shirt is very nice.

 My buddy Grant Mullen.

I'm fairly certain this woman is the organizer of the protest. Again a slight burn to the right side.

Invictus

 Inside Aubert Hall.

This was a quiet day I spent with a friend sitting in a cave by the ocean.

 We sat there under the cave, and the moments we lived; they felt so concrete. One of my most cherished days in my life actually, even if it didn't seem it.

 Another idea I had, it came out okay I think.

 I took this photo back in August in Montreal. When I took it I didn't think much, it was interesting and I was curious. Now I realize what it represents for me, it represents a sense of the unconquered. The transcendence of being, that maybe there's something more than this. I think often that we lose sight of what's real. We start looking at just the simple pleasures, and forget that there could be more. It's escapism, it's ideal, it's the "might have been".

 This is one of my friends, Megan. This is the very last photo my poor old Pentax K-1000 ever took.

And this is the first photo my new Pentax K-1000 took, I solarized it using the same method a Japanese photographer I'm familiar with used way back.

La vie n'est jamais certain, elle est floue.

they heard me singing and they told me to stop, quit these pretentious things and just punch the clock

This boat is 40 centimeters from bow to stern. This photo was taken in the reflecting pool at the First Church of Christ the Scientist, Boston, Massachusetts.

 Cranes near le Centre Bell in Montreal

 This is the same image as above, but solarized. Solarization is a darkroom process in which as the print develops one flashes an extremely bright light on it. It's incredibly unpredictable.

Matthew Farnham sitting on Rue St. Catherines in Montreal. I only wanted his eyes to develop, and they came out fantastic. This is done in an 80's esque style.

He stood there at the corner looking out over everything for ten minutes. He didn't have anything to say. He just stood there and watched the world move.

Oh Baby You, You Got What I Need

 A table shot of Parliament Hill from Le Musee des Beaux-Arts

 This is how Ottawa heals: l'hockey.

Best photobomb ever.