10/Fifty-Two, Losing my Religion

“Losing My Religion” the title of a 1991 R.E.M  song is what came to mind when I looked at this photograph on my computer monitor for the first time. I wasn’t quite sure why, since I am not a religious person. Although the photo was shot through the stained glass window of a chapel in a cemetery,  for me it is not about religion, but more  about symbolism or belief. However, in 1991, I did love that song. When I started to read the lyrics, I realized the song is not  about religion, either. When I looked into the meaning of the song, it is actually about a “crush”,  a romantic obsession. The line “losing my religion” refers to “an expression from the southern region of the United States that means losing one’s temper or civility, or “being at the end of one’s rope.”” https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Losing_My_Religion

“But that was just a dream
  That was just a dream”


Losing my Religion

9/Fifty-Two, Lights and Snow

Montreal’s Festival en Lumiere (would translate literally to Festival of Light)  ends  tonight. We went to the free outdoor site last night; what a festive and happy place to be! I have to say, my main purpose was to shoot the Ferris wheel, which I did. But there is much more to see and do. For free, you can ride “The Milk Urban Slide”, you can can zip along the site on  “The RBC Zip-Line”, and there are many interactive activities to enjoy. You can also roast marshmallows or hot-dogs on the many open fire pits throughout the site. Honestly, if you are in the Montreal region and  haven’t had a chance to go, make a point of getting there and do it tonight or you will have to wait for next year.

8/Fifty-Two, Early start to end the week

 I have never been disappointed by a sunrise.

Last Monday, I got up early. Darkness surrounded me as  I walked to the beach, camera and tripod in hand. It was quite overcast. A few clouds are always a good thing, but were there too many that morning? The full moon was facing opposite the beach, looking down on me. I was the only human at this early time . I felt great. What followed was nothing short of amazing. I  witnessed the most spectacular sunrise I have seen to this day. It was glorious!

As week number 8 is fading into memories, I have assembled  a selection of photos I took that morning with my Canon and my iPhone. I present them to you in chronological order to give you a sense of what occurred on the beach that morning.


4/Fifty-Two, Church Day

I’m not a church going kind of gal, except when it comes to photography or traveling.

Here I am at the Church of Saint-Leon-de-Westmount in Montreal taking a “Mastering the Light” photography workshop. Montreal is a city of many churches. Mark Twain, during a visit to Montreal in 1881 said: “This is the first time I was ever in a city where you couldn’t throw a brick without breaking a church window.” Yes the church was at some point a pillar of French Canadian identity. Although church attendance  has drastically declined over the years (Quebec is pretty much a secular society today), they are still amazing places of our past and history to discover, photograph and admire for their incredible architectural beauty.