We landed in Charlottetown early Friday morning and left Saturday afternoon.
Saturday afternoon…..that’d be yesterday, now.
It’s always a little bit surreal jetting into a city, working, and then jetting out
12 or 24 or 36 hours later.
You get a sense of the place but the sense is skewed. A lot of the time trips like
this consist of:
– Shooting location
– Walk around after you’re done shooting
And you’re always a little bit distracted.
Here’s some of what I saw in Charlottetown.
I also managed to find the time to shoot portraits (for myself) of some of the staff at the hotel.
Here are my 4 favorites…..
(click on images to enlarge)
Four or five months ago I decided to put together a small book.
Donâ€™t ask me why.
Okay, ask me why.
Because I was busy and on a roll and felt like playing with pictures, thatâ€™s why.
Other reasons, too.
A few weeks after I started laying it out, after 4 or 5 versions, I ended up with
16 photos on 12 pages. I called it: IN DREAMLAND.
I only wanted 400 copies, enough to send out to clients and give away to friends.
Stuff like that. Not a good plan if you want economy of scale. So, how to print it?
I talked to the folks at Dollco Printing about my project, they were into it and decided
to cut me a big break on the price. We were off to the races.
Once they were behind IN DREAMLAND, Dollco pulled out all the stops to make sure
we both came out looking good: 6 color press, real nice paper, lots of staff support,
stuff like that. It was great working with them.
The book went on the press a couple of nights ago. Itâ€™s being bound in a few days and
I should have it in my grubby little hands by the end of the week.
Thanks to Krista Nicholds, Jennifer Chorlton, Pam Falkner, Cathy Fawcett and all the folks
at Dollco for their help and spirit.
Thanks, too, to Tony Szydlik for holding my hand through the prepress phase of the project
and for design advice.
The first cold days of fall came this week…..we got the fireplace going.
We don’t have one of those gas fireplace thingys, ours burns wood. Takes a bit
of work, what with getting the wood in and actually having to build each fire and
clean it out every so often.
The payoff is in the smell and the sound and the fact that each fire we have is different
from any other. There’s something about splitting the wood and the small effort it takes
to get and keep it going that’s somehow comforting, too.