Summer at Exploits

Summer is in full swing here. The days are hot and sunny, replete with activity and the joy that comes with getting things done. I spent most of the morning on the front of the house, scraping and painting it. I don’t think it has had a coat in twenty years, so there’s not so…

Dumb, dumb, dumb

There are so many things about photography that you can’t control. You can’t control the weather. You can’t control the actions of wild animals. You can’t control when a sudden beam of light might penetrate the clouds and hit the water (although you might just be able to predict it with some alacrity). But you…

Keeping space

One of the perils of working in your own home is that your workspace and the household’s space often blend and merge in ways that challenge the sanity and work habits of the occupants. I know some craftspeople manage to completely segregate their work and living quarters, but I’m just not one of those. I’m…

Woke up, it was a Chelsea morning….

…. and the first thing that I heard, Was a song outside my window, And the traffic wrote the words. – Joni Mitchell Or rather, the garbage truck wrote the words and it was a made scramble for the recycling, tossing this into that and those into these and pelting out to the curb in…

Exploits photos, yet again

I’ve been digging through albums to find photos of Exploits from various points in time. A few more evinced themselves the other day. The hardest part has been weeding out the family photos. A house in Lower Harbour. I don’t know who owns this one. The foundations of the Methodist Church. Our wharf and boathouse….

Old photos of Exploits

I spent some time recently digging through some old photos of Exploits that Grandma collected over the years and that I later scanned from prints. Some were taken by her, some by her son (my uncle, Peter M. Ball). Exactly who took which is a subject that only Peter could truly verify for us. I…

Pruning

As a part of my spring cleaning this year, I’ve been editing the contents of my hard drives, the heaps of stuff in my studio, the mounds of excess children’s clothing, the almost embarrassing boxes of wine bottles, the t-shirts with more holes than cloth and my Flickr contacts. Over the past few months, I’ve…

My Egret Escape

There are days during which I truly enjoy spending time with Katherine and genuinely delight in her abilities and personality. Yesterday was not one of those. John and I have a system for days like yesterday. It amounts to me sending him a warning email about the state of the universie into which he is…

Monday morning web wandering

It's Monday, I have a tonne and a half of work to do and less time in which to do it than I ought (working with a child around is more like juggling than anything else), so here are a few quick and interesting links. First, the D*I*Y Planner by Doug Johnston of A Million…