Thursday, September 26, 2013

Back Alley Tourism

No, i haven't fallen off the edge of the planet and yes, i do still have a little bit of Nova Scotia left to show you. It's been an exciting couple of weeks. The Reverberation: Capturing the Live Music Experience show that i have three images in opened up at the Art Academy and i spent the last week matting and framing three more images for the Concerned Photography show that is due to open at the Kennedy Heights Art Center on October 5th. I have been very honored to be included in both these shows along side a very accomplished group of photographers.
Today i'm going to show a few images from the historic town of Lunenburg. A UNESCO World Heritage site, this quaint ship building town (the Bluenose was built here as well as the HMS Bounty used in the 1960 film of Mutiny on the Bounty) has been photographed to death, no doubt. These days i usually go into town to shop, not photograph, as i have already taken all the touristy shots that one expects to see from such a place. That doesn't mean i don't take my camera, but when i shoot around town of late i generally take a more back alley approach.

Nova Scotia; Lunenberg; Laundry
©David Sorcher 2013

I don't know what it is about laundry. Maybe it's the allusion to scandal. Maybe it's just the public exposure of a somewhat private side of a stranger's life. Or perhaps it reminds me of prayer flags fluttering in the wind. But i do always find it interesting. I find backyards are often more interesting than fronts. 

Nova Scotia; Lunenberg; Door: Wreath
©David Sorcher 2013

Now fronts can be interesting too. The facades of "downtown" Lunenburg are generally impeccably dressed and brightly painted. This is why i was so attracted to this one. Showing its age closer to the edge of town, yet still adorned with a colorful floral wreath, it presented a more human face in the midst of all the other intentional perfection. 

Nova Scotia; Lunenberg; Door; Lion; 62
©David Sorcher 2013

Likewise this rusty weathered door. It draws us up and in, past the now eroded surface, inviting us to get to know Hans and Karin just a little bit better. Go ahead, knock...

Nova Scotia; Lunenberg; Stop Sign; Primary Color
©David Sorcher 2013

But there is no way of denying the bold and primary colors that are Lunenburg. I like to abstract them when i can and take them somewhat out of the context of complete buildings and structures. 


Nova Scotia; Lunenberg; Red
©David Sorcher 2013

Nova Scotia; Lunenberg; Graveyard; Tombstone
©David Sorcher 2013

On the edge of town sits this old cemetery, the home of red ants and ancient mariners. I was loving how this tree grew up, cracking the tombstone in half, yet still holding it firmly, lovingly in its grasp, lifting the stone's crown up as it continues to grow skyward. 

Nova Scotia; Lunenberg; Graveyard;Tombstone; Snail
©David Sorcher 2013

The snails are also in residence, adhered to the rough, eroding surfaces of the tombstones, certainly contributing to their further decay. I find these time smoothed stones most interesting, their memorial assertions of a past existence slowly wearing away into illegibility and obscurity. 

Nova Scotia; Lunenberg; Dory; Dock; Boat; Adams & Knickle Ltd.; Wharf
©David Sorcher 2013

Of course, in a picture postcard town it's hard to ignore the postcard images. The waterfront presents some irresistible color relationships and a wonderful nautical flavor. 

Nova Scotia; Lunenberg; Dory; Dock; Boat; Adams & Knickle Ltd.; Wharf
©David Sorcher 2013

The dory is an interesting boat to me with a rather unique shape and line and the traditional warm colors they are painted creates a lovely relationship with the cool blue sea, especially in the late afternoon sun.  


©David Sorcher 2013

Looking beyond the postcard scenes i have always been amused by the contrasting realities of this spot in the center of town, the picturesque view on the mural of the 19th century historic waterfront situated next to this late 20th century Loonies & Toonies Dollar Store. Somehow in Nova Scotia it all makes perfect sense. 







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