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Springdale, Newfoundland

Tuesday, December 2, 2014

Sometimes, the abandoned places I photograph include a personal story.

Springdale is a small town on the northern coast of Newfoundland. I was placed there with a foster family for the first few months of my life. Shortly thereafter, I was adopted and moved to a farm in Ontario.

I made a pilgrimage to Springdale in 2007. Naturally, I stumbled across an abandoned building while exploring the harbour.

I'm not sure if I find the abandoned places or if they find me!

Star Trails at Monument Valley

Sunday, November 30, 2014

Monument Valley is a beautifully serene corner of the Earth nestled along the border of Arizona and Utah.

I travelled to the American southwest, with science journalist Dan Falk, for an extended weekend designed specifically to photograph the Moon and Venus rising above the West and East Mitten Buttes of Monument Valley. The last photo I took that night, which was just before the sunrise, revealed a stunning mixture of blues and oranges in the eastern sky.

Rochester's Abandoned Psychiatric Hospital

Friday, November 28, 2014

Rochester's abandoned psychiatric hospital includes the ominous 16-story Terrance Building. The structure was operated by New York state from 1959 until 1995.

Devil's Lake Sunset

Wednesday, November 26, 2014

Sunsets are magical. They provide a chance to pause and reflect on the passing day — or epoch — depending on your particular sense of time and space. They give the Earth a chance to show off its beautiful mix of serendipitous chemistry.

As I was racing eastward across the flat plains of North Dakota, I couldn't help but stop a little west of Devil's Lake to photograph this amazing sunset. The rails were lit up so perfectly; it was like a reflection of the past 7,405km I'd driven across America and Canada up to this point. A seemingly endless journey to...something.


Childhood Star Trails

Monday, November 24, 2014

During a quiet afternoon, near the end of the difficult summer of 1995, I stood in this location (close to our family's farm) and finally accepted the reality that my mom was going to lose her battle with cancer. Within a few weeks...she was gone.

During this past summer, I felt compelled to make the 2 hour drive to this location to photograph the night sky. Weather conditions weren't exactly crystal clear, but it gave me a chance to capture a few long exposures, gaze up at the sky, and think about the biggest star of my life that burned out too long ago.


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