Montreal; Nothing revolutionary in form, but always in content : streets, people and moments of a day in my life in the city I am from...

Back into our woods

After years away from the land where my family came, I am back, with my dad's 70s snow moccassins and my grandmother's quilt... Perfect stillness.

Old pianos and all that jazz

I just love them. This one is at one of my aunts' in the eastern tip of the island (Montreal)