The year the bears returned

​ We had always been told stories of the time of the bears. Gran mama told us that as a girl she had known men who bore terrible scars from hunting them...  But then gran mama also spoke to fairies and peed the bed, so we didn't listen much to her anyways. Then the ice … Continue reading The year the bears returned


Lions tigers and polar bears.

​ Still on a reflections kick, Its a bit like the bastard offspring of  street, landscape, and product photography. I'm really surprised at how coherent this particular image is. The strangest part for me is that if I move the camera even a few inches then the shot  doesn't just look a bit different, Its … Continue reading Lions tigers and polar bears.