Searching for Mr Soul
I was raised a Catholic and remember the first time I went to church with some friends. It was at St Pat's church on Quidi Vidi Rd in St John's…
Science, the Greatest Art of All (or The Art of Seeing)
I remember when I was young and saw a TV documentary about the science of the human body and what a miraculous thing it was. This was in the 1970s…
Portraits in the Snow
Perhaps the most surprising and satisfying thing I've found while doing my street photography (17 years and almost 2,000 people later) is the amount of trouble I've had. Or should…
Harry Gentle Heart
Harry was a regular downtown for many years. I had many encounters with him and he was always soft-spoken, friendly, and smiling. He was able to smile despite having a…
Sister Golden Hair Surprise
When I started doing my street photography I didn’t photograph many young women because, as models, they tend to dominate photography and I wanted to walk a different path. But…