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Of Canuckis going bonkers for dressing up (and it’s not even close to Halloween)

These lower mainland Canuckis I find myself with are completely crazy, I tell ya! In fact, let me qualify that – they are more or less normal during the day but at night, especially around the time of the full moon, something goes gaga in their brains and they go a little bonkers. A few… Continue reading Of Canuckis going bonkers for dressing up (and it’s not even close to Halloween)

People · Photography · Real LIfe · Summer

Faux fur on a counterfeit child

Apparently, from some of the feedback I’ve received, the subjects of my previous blogpost – the hillbilly couple outside of town – were either way too real or not real enough. So, today’s subject, I can guarantee, is not real at all. She is a complete figment of my camera and imagination. After all, what… Continue reading Faux fur on a counterfeit child

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Childhood: grazed knees and mile-wide smiles

This is childhood the way I remember it, not in front of some screen but filled with adventure, fantasy, cuts, scrapes and bronzed bodies. Last week I joined a local family and a batch of their friends at their favourite place to play, just down the road from their home. No, it’s not a playground,… Continue reading Childhood: grazed knees and mile-wide smiles

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Walk-by shootings on the streets of Vancouver

Once upon a time I got to the place where I was comfortable photographing people I don’t know. Complete strangers. I guess it was while living in Madagascar, where the locals were more than willing to be photographed and mostly-unsuspicious of foreigners. Then I moved back to South Africa and began to feel like a… Continue reading Walk-by shootings on the streets of Vancouver

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Swing dancing is alive and well in lower Canuckistan

I have visited and stayed with the same friends whenever I’ve been in the lower mainland of Canuckistan – that is to say, around the Vancouver area. And I have heard said friends gush and go on about the wonderful fun they have swing dancing many Sunday evenings. And so, obviously, as I found myself… Continue reading Swing dancing is alive and well in lower Canuckistan

People · Real LIfe · Summer

A day in the life of two cracodile hunters

Do you remember the two brothers that I shot quarrying for veneer? And the one brother with whom I did a ridiculously cool photoshoot last year? Well, they are back, and in today’s post you get to experience a typical day in their summer vacation. Both are studying – one to be a vet and the… Continue reading A day in the life of two cracodile hunters

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Throwback Thursday: The passing of a legend

It was with deep sadness that I heard of the death of legendary Malagasy sprinter Jean-Louis Ravelomanantsoa this morning. I knew that he had been battling cancer in Lyon, France, for the last year, but it was still a shock to hear of his passing on Tuesday, aged 73. I knew Jean-Louis and his wife, Ingrid, from Tana City Church… Continue reading Throwback Thursday: The passing of a legend

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Real life: so much better than reality TV

How many people can say they know any real-life gold miners? I can, and recently I got to visit them at their claim in the heart of the Cariboo in Canuckistan, which is well-known for the gold rush in the late 1850s, early 1860s. Several towns grew up at that time, the most famous of these being Barkerville,… Continue reading Real life: so much better than reality TV

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One of the blog posts you just don’t know how to write

I had every intention to post every weekday when I started blogging here again last month. And I was doing pretty well. Until two Sundays ago, when, at around 5am, a friend of mine died. I had planned to go downtown that day to take photos of beautiful old cars, and then to shoot rednecks careening through mud in their souped-up… Continue reading One of the blog posts you just don’t know how to write

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Wild Cow Milking is a thing. Seriously.

Three years ago I attended my first ever rodeo in Canuckistan, or anywhere else in the world, for that matter. I had no idea what to expect, apart from what I had seen in movies or on television. I suppose I expected the bucking broncos, bull riding and a rodeo clown, but definitely wasn’t prepared… Continue reading Wild Cow Milking is a thing. Seriously.

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A few of the Cottonwood characters

Earlier today or yesterday (depending on where in the world you are) I wrote about a Saturday-night gathering that takes place in the Cottonwood Community Hall just up the road – 40km – from where I live. Rather than rehash the whole story, I’d recommend that you go and read it for yourself, if you… Continue reading A few of the Cottonwood characters