honorable mention
Michel Tremblay canada
title
The World of Frozen Puddles
I come from the world of writing; words were my first passion. Not stories, essays or poetry but the words themselves. The words with the particular power and magic they carry when placed in a context where their multiple meanings can coexist at the same time.
Then one day I realized that I had spent enough time writing and wanted to discover other things. Photography came into my life. I understood through photography that there was a larger kind of writing, out there, in my own garden, and that I could marvel as much at a fallen leaf or a piece of wood as I did at words. Again, everything was a question of context...
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entry description
With the begining of deplacement' restrictions in 2020 due to the pandemic, I have explore a little bit more my immediat environnement and, for the first time in April, I taked further more attention to the frozen puddles on the roads around my house. For about a week or two, early morning, they last few hours and then, disapears with the heat of the Sun. Here some of my discovery...about the photographer
I come from the world of writing; words were my first passion. Not stories, essays or poetry but the words themselves. The words with the particular power and magic they carry when placed in a context where their multiple meanings can coexist at the same time.
Then one day I realized that I had spent enough time writing and wanted to discover other things. Photography came into my life. I understood through photography that there was a larger kind of writing, out there, in my own garden, and that I could marvel as much at a fallen leaf or a piece of wood as I did at words. Again, everything was a question of context...
back to gallery