I haven’t been in much of a photo-taking mood lately (at least not when it comes to creating fine art quality, conceptual pieces). However I do seem to be in a candid, capture the memories kinda mood. Whether via Instagram or taking quick snaps on my SLR, I feel as though I’ve been catching some of life’s good moments. Note: a few of these photos were taken by a family member.
Spending time in the playground with my brother, niece and husband.
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At our 2011 Winnipeg South Photo Club field trip out to the rolling hills area of SW Manitoba, I took the opportunity to do some self-portrait exploration in an old barn on our land. The concept behind the photos was based around my first memory. This is the result.
My first memory took place in this barn. My family had gone to the river pasture for a horseback ride – my Dad riding Chipper, one of my brothers on Joe, and my Mom on Candy (with me sitting up front). It started to pour, a good heavy rainfall, so we went inside this old barn for shelter. There were two baby colts with us – Brandy and Tequila – and instead of staying inside where it was dry, they went running out to frolic in the rain. I was three.
