It Could Happen To You
By Carlos.
Last summer when I visited Montréal, I went on a photo expedition.
In the Moment
By Stéfan.
I was well entwined in some of my thoughts when the lights flickered. It was a brief but conspicuous light tremble.
Lights Outside
By Stéfan.
I enjoy haiku – that short form of Japanese poetry. Today’s post comes in the form of two haiku on the topic of lights outside.
Smells Like Kerosene
I have the gift of being able to transport myself to another time and place. This time, I was transported for a short moment to Montréal.
Shiny Lights
By Stéfan.
It was our sense of curiosity that made us open the door and walk into the Telus Tower on York Street. Once inside, it took us no time to get easily distracted by shiny lights.
The Lion and the Street Lamps
By Stéfan.
In a picture factory deep in my mind, far-fetched images come to life – just like the lion who loves yellow street lamps.
Burning the Midnight Oil
During a midnight photography outing, storefront windows provided dim scenes in which lights, shades and fixtures took turns being subjects. Wait a minute… this smells like one big idiom.
