The race

Many of us have been there, some are on their way—the race for excellency. Invariably, we compare ourselves to other photographers and try to imitate or improve on their pictures, leaving our own vision on the sideline.

Time's ticking

Often we seek the approval of other photographers, even if we don’t know them personally. Social Media is THE way to go and present your pictures, get approval and show you are better than the competition.

Slim pickin’s?

Every year somewhere near the end of autumn or by the end of winter there comes a moment when photographers think there is nothing more to shoot. They start photographing water drops, smoke and other domestic subjects instead.

The end of inspiration

The question is: Why? Why is there “nothing more to shoot” in those periods of the year?

Winter spell

We have all heard of Winterfell at one point or another. That place is always cold and never warms up. Well, this is a bit like that, just without the “never” part.

Sticky snow

Lately, we have had a spell of real cold, an Arctic Blast to cool us down to –28C, creating sea smoke and other phenomena.


The sky and the weather are two of those subjects that never end. Either they are with you or they are against you. In some countries, the weather is a constant source of discussion, in others, it is considered “bad taste” to talk about the weather as if there were nothing else to talk about.

Halifax Boardwalk

Only if you have nothing else to say, do you start talking about the weather to keep the conversation going. Somewhat. For photographers, this is quite different.

Blindly into the new year

Well, almost. Last year we decided to spend New Year’s Eve in Cape Breton, a mere 4-hour drive from our place. When we left Liverpool, the road was clean, the sky was clear and the mood was high. Ok, enough with this literary stuff…

Port Hawkesbury

Once on the road, it was clear after a few hours that the road would become quite tricky.