In my adult years, I have come to understand its unworldly charm. From tranquil lakes and rocky ledges, to dazzling sunsets, the beauty still hushes me. I remember now, lying in my bed as a kid, listening to the sound of water lapping up under the dock.
South African photojournalist Victor Matom has taught youth in Soweto photography for over 25 years. As a boy, Matom used to sneak into whites-only book stores to learn all he [More…]
Ignored, neglected, or viewed as simply utilitarian by most, the inanimate objects that litter the contemporary landscape reveal more about ourselves than we’d care to admit. I am fascinated by [More…]
I was supposed to go to the Sled Island music festival in Calgary that weekend, but the trip was cancelled because of flooding that Summer. I’d already booked off [More…]
What is aged or overlooked can often be a source of beauty, if approached from a different perspective, from a desire to find stories. I seek out visual tales that [More…]
When I think about crisis, I think about Philippe, my son. Philippe is an energetic 9-year-old boy, always singing, very curious, crazy about sports and candy, and always wanting more out of life. He is happy, most of the time. He is like any other 9-year-old boy, except that he has Cystic Fibrosis, a degenerative disease that affects the lungs and pancreas.