Domingo's Hat

Summer home on the bias. Chess table made by Ni's dad Ed.

Freedom on the loose.

Family garden perking up on the last day of June.

Life on the farm is easygoing.

Jiggs and I carve out a new stencil like madwomen for Beige's wedding day.

Progress report. Looking zany but interesting?!

First contrast photo of Carys. Little lady's first time at Patricia Beach. 

Beach babies at the start of July. My kind of day!

Long cool boy in a Guatemalan sun hat crafted by a man called Domingo.

Carys and I pause for a portrait in the shade. Photo thanks to Rebecca Beatty

Table for two, mirror of one.

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Summer is in. Life is rich with the laughter of small, funny children ringing through my house, warm winds tousling the bedroom curtains, cycling with more skin exposed than clothing, stains from cherry pits on a white nightgown, dirty floors from sandalled feet, not to mention the sound of sunflower seeds cracking and flying out the window of a new car.

Here is a look in at my recent goings on of the high season. Farm visits to tend the garden and seduce wild kittens with my charms, beach picnics with little ones putting sandy hands in the cracker box, watching a small child learn to trust her instincts on a bicycle. Walking aimlessly with a good friend before she leaves for good.

Nothing quite beats receiving a new hat in the post or walking home to a grocery bag of beets and dark leafy greens hanging from the doorknob.

Summer, you beauty.

Captured on Iain's trusty Canon AE-1 on Delta 400. I am not sure why these came out so gritty, perhaps the meter is off? Oh well, ca va. Take me or leave it.

Margot la P

Turning Thai

Seaflower Bungalows. Standing on my parent's bungalow veranda, looking toward the palm thatched restaurant.

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Entry penned on January 20th, 2017:

Early last week Wednesday morning I was contemplating my last breakfast at Seaflower Bungalows. Bananas in warm coconut cream on brown rice or Red Curry soup with rice noodles? What to choose, what to choose? I went for the Red Curry soup as per usual and Lise, the owner of Seaflower told me I was turning Thai. I took that as a compliment and enjoyed every spoonful of that bowl.

I am home from yet another journey away from this continent I call home. Three weeks in Thailand with my loved ones was good for the soul. Iain and I had a hoot exploring new cities from the back of tuktuks, motorbikes, bicycles and truck taxis. I ate like a queen and drank like a sailor. I hauled my Kiev across the globe and left my smart phone at home. That was the best decision I could have made to begin a new journey.

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Seaflower's beach looking toward the Gulf of Thailand.

Two Seaflower beach goers at ease at Happy Hour!

Typical scene between these two dingalings. Tall Changs and shenanigans.

My beautiful sister Erin and her first mangostein.

Self-reflection on my parent's veranda at Seaflower.

My mom in her happy place on the beach.

Me in my happy place at Happy Hour in silk pants.

Gareth pours himself a cold one.

Milky takes a load off.

Ma and Pa take a New Year dip in the ocean. 

Cousin Kaleb at the end of a really good book.

My dad having a cold Chang.

Erin soaks up the sun.

Ladies on the beach.

Dominoes at Heaven Bar.

Kaleb for Dusen Dusen.

Seaflower and a slice of Heaven Bar.

In my happy place.

Chai takes a friend out for a spin.

A good scene of some of my favourite guys. Mexican Train in full effect at Happy Hour.

My love.

Happy beachgoers at Seaflower.

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Kiev 60 / Portra 400 / Delta 400

Moondog in July

Ian Johnson's van. He was taking a picture of us on his big Mamiya rig through the driver's window. Meta!

Two cool cats. We cycled two blocks before stopping at this place to shoot a portrait. Why I placed Mangie & Luke in direct sunlight I will never know.

Mangie Chan & Luke Bergen.

Respect the Sacred. Under the Osborne bridge.

Bernie works the water wheel chez moi. Bern Dog, you funny duck you.

Carys sitting at my little table having crackers with two kit-tees. This child is so calm and easy it is almost frightening. 

First photo of the two of us. Bernie and Miss Meg. Winnipeg, MB; July 2017.

Iain heaps and hoes the family garden four miles north of Morden, MB.

Portrait of a man and his tractor. 

Iain's dad Ed found this skull in one of his fields. If you put it up high the flies will pick it clean for you.

Portrait of my sweetheart working the potato patch. I love his expression as well as that red / mint green garage behind him.

Sleeping, not sleeping. I can imagine a very, very good studio inside that silver shack. Summer Kiechje?

Summer silhouette. This was the state of the sky from my vantage point on June 30th.

10pm light on June 30th, 2017.

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I picked up this roll from the lab yesterday. 120 Portra 400. A recent roll of summer colour I felt compelled to share. I shot an incredible wedding in East St. Paul yesterday. Kirstin & Andrew. I always learn lessons at these type of high pressure, sharp timeline events. Slow Down, mainly. Time to go for a hot wind bike ride with my lover.

Adios.