Marvin Beatty’s Canadian Photography

Hello all! I thought I’d hop into the passenger seat for this post and introduce you to Marvin Beatty, a Canadian photographer based in Castlegar, British Columbia!

This man is surrounded by beauty and he knows it! With his faithful Nikon D70 and two favourite lens—an 18-200mm VR and a 60mm—or his new Canon T5i, Marvin has captured an array of magnificent scenes, which you’ll get to see below! Continue reading “Marvin Beatty’s Canadian Photography”

Dinosaur Provincial Park: Brooks, Alberta

Skidding on the loose soil I wobbled, flapping my arms to regain balance. Just a meter ahead of me my sister carried on upwards ignoring my bleating while jolting infrequently through her own noodle dance. After a few seconds I successfully fought off gravity’s affection and managed to acquire the proper vertical position once more. The last few steps to the top were simple, but I still had to chase my breath. Overhead the blue dome sky stretched on to forever. The clouds seemed to reach out from infinity. As the eternal hills and silent river posed for my eyes the trees continued their seasonal wardrobe change without pause.

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Angkor Complex, Cambodia

“One dollar, one dollar. Two magnets, one dollar. Ok, ten postcards one dollar. One dollar. One dollar. One dollar.”

The child looked up at me, her eyes wide and glimmering. Shuffling the objects in the plastic tray slung across her stomach she pulled up one item after another and repeated the mantra.

“One dollar, one dollar, one dollar. Lady, maybe later? One dollar.”

She looked hopeful, her eyes sparkling with calculations but a tired strain fed into her voice. I could only smile at her. I didn’t want to be rude but I wouldn’t be buying anything.

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Flying Around The County of Newell, Alberta

The first thing I saw was blue sky. A serene, baby blue. A sky only seen in summer with fluffy cumulous clouds lazily drifting by like bundles of floating cotton-candy. My stomach slouched as I felt the wheels rise off the ground. My heart skipped around in my chest as though it were tired of the secondhand images from my eyes. My eyes meanwhile ignored the clamouring of my heart and peered earnestly ahead searching for the horizon.

Then the nose of the small Cessna 180 dipped down and my stale static perspective of my home for 18 steady years and two summers found itself chucked out the door.

After snatches of discussion with Terry Wagner, the pilot and my guide for the morning, all sounds dwindled away except for the buzzing of the turbine beyond the cushion of my headphones. I found myself lost in the geometry of the land. I’m not usually interested in landscapes, but the patchwork of crops, perfect spheres from ever circling pivots and roads that went on forever caught me in their snare. I was enthralled by the mundane and entranced by objects I wouldn’t have given a second thought on the ground.

The skies revealed a new world. And things I’d never seen before. Continue reading “Flying Around The County of Newell, Alberta”