When we started planning a weekend get away to Montreal, I was immediately drawn to the notion that I was going to a city with a strong Catholic heritage. I should know – my family’s past runes deep into the heart of Quebec and I can’t quite shake the sensation that I am going home. At the top of my to-visit list was the Catholic Cemetery on Mont-Royal as its renowned for its iconography which is my most favorite subject to photograph.
The day didn’t exactly go as planned, there were some communication issues between myself (the trip planner) and my husband (the navigator) as to which of Mont-Royal’s cemeteries I wanted to photograph and we ended up having to walk all the way through the Protestant Mont-Royal Cemetery to get to Notre-Dame-des-Neiges. At that point we were hungry, but I powered through it and took as many shots as possible as we made our way down the hill and out of the cemetery proper.
There are many times that I wonder how much of ourselves is pure reflection of what we think that we are?
The movie The Matrix touches on this a bit with the idea of Perpetual Self Image – a reality you subconsciously construct for yourself inside of the Matrix that is based upon how you perceive yourself inside your head.
I am really drawn to the idea, but baffled by it all the same because I seem unable to determine what image of myself I have inside my own head. It seems to change from day to day. I see this reflected especially well in this portrait that I took at Hillside Orchard in Easthampton, MA this past Sunday.
Reflected – did you see what I did there? (I’m very modest, too)
If you know me (or at least you think you do). my thing these past few years has been bees. Not only do they make honey – an important fact to a amateur vintner like myself – but they, almost literally, make the world go round. They are responsible for the vast majority of the pollination of the things that I want to eat and I cannot image a world without them. And I might have to, colony collapse is a terrifying reality. As such, I try to photograph bees where ever I see them.
This lovely specimen was found in the warren of streets that is Plateau Mont Royal in Montreal, Quebec. She stopped me in my tracks and I did still photograph her with my Canon 100mm Macro lens, just from across the street.
I’m not into Pumpkin Spice so it might seem strange at times that I’m so into Autumn. But the faded light, the cool evenings, the smell of wood smoke and apples in the air – these are the things that make living in New England worth it to me. My best friend is a Summer child and she’s been taunting me all month about how though it is September, it is still Summer for a couple more weeks. Well, my wait is over. Welcome, Autumn, I adore thee.
Sometimes, I design clothing made from my photographs. It’s a fairly new endeavor for me and I’m working my way into it slowly. So far, so good…
This is my very good friend Jen Stone rocking my candy corn print leggings that are available in my Etsy shop.
Jen is very fashion-savvy and I love the outfits she puts together, so I was very excited when she said that she wanted a pair of my leggings. I took her up to Art in the Orchard, a sculpture installation that happens every Fall at Park Hill Orchard in Easthampton, MA.
You can see Jen here having fun with the sculptures. (And me, having fun with perspective).
If you know me (or at least you think you do), you know that I don’t often choose to photograph people and I have little to no experience with babies. I’m just not “that type of photographer.” Which is fine with me, I’m more interested in honeybees and flowers anyways. As such, the joke is that my close friend Mikaela had to dress her four month old baby Kayley into a bee costume to get me to take her picture. (Totally not true, I love this kid – every day with her is a new adventure)
This past week I was talking to another artist about my drive to photograph flowers. I was trying to over-explain myself (perhaps because so many photographs are so snide about floral photography). but he totally GOT IT. He told me that the very act of looking at a flower – even in a photograph – can make a human being feel better.
So maybe I’m just sharing my anti-depressants with the whole world – hey this way its au natural and organic, right?