#1 – Jan ’18

Happy New Year everyone!!!   Hoping you had a sweet holiday season with lots of friends, family, fun and Nanaimo bars.  :)

Well it’s 2018 and this is the year I’m committing to writing more frequently. I’ve always enjoyed writing but for one reason or another have never been able to sustain any momentum with it. This year that changes. My goal is to scribble down 5 different things; a hodgepodge on photography, portraiture, art, movies, literary pieces, life, whatever and present it in one post every new season, essential a quarterly newsletter.  See you next year. Just kidding.

1)  For those wanting to slow down a little this year, I highly recommend Haiku. Channeling my inner Matsuo Basho, here’s my very first, created while making this long exposure photo at Mystic Beach recently.

Sunlight dancing in

All around blueness bouncing

Presence of magic



2)  At the end of ’17 I was saddened to hear of the passing of my friend Channy. I didn’t know him all that long but in the brief time we’ve been in Victoria I always looked forward to seeing him come by the house every few weeks. Channy used to handle the bottle recycling in our area and I’d leave our recyclables in a basket in the front yard for him. When I’d hear him in the yard talking to Abby I’d always try to take a few minutes to go and converse. What I found remarkable is although he had fallen on hard times later in life, he was always more interested in how I was doing, or how my wife was adapting to a new city, or if the dog was still on her medication. When I would press him on his world he reluctantly would tell me what was bothering him, and yet always trying to put a positive spin on it. In difficult times he was still a curious and compassionate man, always with a friendly smile that could light up the night and I miss him.




3) For my fellow landscape photography enthusiasts, here’s a little film on Ansel Adams that I thoroughly enjoyed.  What an inspiring force in both photography and conservation.

4) For anyone looking to cover some wall space, I’m happy to present the ‘The Snow Horses #1’ as this winter’s “Portrait of the Season”.  Head on over to my gallery before March 20, 2018 and receive 25% on this limited edition print.

5) I will leave you with a quote I’ve become fond of.

“Kindness. I think the world needs more kindness. I’ve done a lot in my life, seen a lot and one thing I could always see more of is people being kinder to one another. I think there was more of that years ago. Today it’s different. And it’s so simple – a smile, a hello, sometimes that’s all it takes.”  — Chan The Man

Thanks for stopping by and have a great winter everyone!    DL



Staring at the Olympic Mountains of Washington State I can almost feel the energy of tomorrow. Good luck at the polls neighbours. Whatever the outcome I hope respect for people and the process surfaces above all else. And maybe a little healing.

Election Day, November, 1884 – by Walt Whitman
If I should need to name, O Western World, your powerfulest scene and show,
‘Twould not be you, Niagara—nor you, ye limitless prairies—nor your huge rifts of canyons, Colorado,
Nor you, Yosemite—nor Yellowstone, with all its spasmic geyser-loops ascending to the skies, appearing
and disappearing,
Nor Oregon’s white cones—nor Huron’s belt of mighty lakes—nor Mississippi’s stream:
—This seething hemisphere’s humanity, as now, I’d name—the still small voice vibrating—America’s
choosing day,
(The heart of it not in the chosen—the act itself the main, the quadriennial choosing,)
The stretch of North and South arous’d—sea-board and inland—Texas to Maine—the Prairie States—Vermont,
Virginia, California,
The final ballot-shower from East to West—the paradox and conflict,
The countless snow-flakes falling—(a swordless conflict,
Yet more than all Rome’s wars of old, or modern Napoleon’s:) the peaceful choice of all,
Or good or ill humanity—welcoming the darker odds, the dross:
—Foams and ferments the wine? it serves to purify—while the heart pants, life glows:
These stormy gusts and winds waft precious ships,
Swell’d Washington’s, Jefferson’s, Lincoln’s sails.

How a musician makes tea

To use a poker term, I love how artists are ‘all in’ with their passions. I photographed and filmed my music friend Boris Sichon the other day and after we wrapped it up he made me a cup of tea.