1. This is local artist Christina Hamlyn. She’s been commissioned by the city to do some work on our otherwise ho-hum traffic light boxes. She did the “Starry Night” inspired Signal Hill work near the Village Mall and is currently at work on this majestic (and very purple) caribou at the corner of Lemarchant and Harvey Road.

    She also hates having to wear a city-mandated safety vest while working outside, but she is willing to suffer for her art. You can check out some of her other work here.

  2. Some Girls Wander, October 2013. Shot in Outer Cove, Newfoundland.

    I did family photos for some friends a couple of weeks back. I took their daughters out into the woods behind their house to get this pic. It has a vaguely menacing, Brothers Grimm vibe I quite like.

  3. My friends Jen and Matthew got married last month. They asked me to take photos. Following the ceremony, I convinced them to go for a stroll downtown for some posed and candid shots. Here are some of my favorites—including a few taken at the Duke of Duckworth pub.

    (I feel I should explain photo 5: At my suggestion, they sat where I usually watch Arsenal play, and are faking the all-too-real outrage typically seen in me on match days.)

  4. This past March, my friend Rhonda asked me to take some photos of her home as she was looking to rent it. I recently came across this shot as I was sorting through some old pictures.

  5. I’ve been asked recently about what, if anything, I’ve been photographing lately. Now, as the new work has picked up some momentum, it seems as good a time as any to talk about it.

    After some negotiations, I have been given permission by the Presentation Sisters in St. John’s to have access to their convent and spend time with some of the women who live there. So far, portraits and interviews have been carried out with nine of them, and there are a few more to come. The Sisters of Mercy are also now considering participating.

    The goal is to hold an exhibition of the photographs sometime next year, with the portraits accompanied by excerpts of the interviews, so as to share with the viewer these stories of faith, work, love and devotion. Needless to say, I have been routinely impressed and humbled by their experiences. I hope you will be, too.

    I’m not a particularly religious person. The inspiration for all this came a few years back, when I was out shooting and ended up near St. Patrick’s convent in St. John’s. I knocked on the door, introduced myself and asked if I could come in and take some pics. Needless to say, I was politely (and bemusedly) denied. But the idea stuck around.

    This sample photo from these sessions is presented completely unedited. The subject sister, captured in a moment of quiet reflection, is 102 years old and has been a nun for 66 years. It was shot at 35mm, f2.8, 1/160 second, ISO 400, no flash.

    I hope you enjoy it. Updates to come.

  6. Canadian national soccer team players Christine Sinclair and Karina LeBlanc arrive at St. John’s International Airport and are surprised to be greeted—and hugged—by some young fans.

    I chatted briefly with Sinclair in line at Customs. I mentioned I coached soccer and that she and her teammates were a great inspiration for the young ladies I work with. Imagine my surprise when I walked out just ahead of her to see so many of my former players waiting in eager anticipation for their hero.

  7. My friend Lauren, coffee shop in St. John’s.

  8. Young girl fixing her pigtails, downtown St. John’s.

  9. The girl on the left has been following me on Tumblr for a while. I recognized her and asked if I could take her picture. She was quite shy at first.

    Her grandmother was not. “Look,” she said, nudging her granddaughter. “There’s a tall red-haired man talking to you!” After introductions were made and a photo agreed upon, she asked me if I wanted her to show a bit more skin for the shot.

    Needless to say, this was one of my better recent street photo experiences.

  10. On Canada Day, this guy was standing at the end of George Street, reminding all the partyers, drinkers and carousers of their sinful choices.

    I’m pretty sure if Jesus is indeed real (and could be bothered to check in on us), He probably wouldn’t begrudge folks a few pints in toasting this nation’s birthday. But what do I know—I was just being groomed for the priesthood as a (much) younger man.