A Vincent Mounier Photography Blog

Supermoon
March 15, 2020
Maybe a week ago, a touch before rationality gave in and fearmongering finally hijacked society, Marie and I were having a drink on the terrace, toasting to a precocious spring on the blue marble. Suddenly, we heard the plaintive cry of a young supermoon. "La-la-laaaaaaa......" Supermoon over Brooklyn P.S. Notice the plane silhouette over the moon. Sorry it's not sharper, NYC's heat blur is an issue, even in winter... P.P.S. Yes, it is dark in here, I am going th...
Homecoming
So high above all the rampant worry and fear, aboard the smart Airbus 350-900 of a struggling South African Airways, cutting across the Gulf of Guinea towards the equator and a vast ocean at a modest thirty-six thousand feet—multiple step climbs will follow as fuel gets burned and the aircraft lightens, culminating at forty-one or forty-two thousand feet—Marie is leaving home to come home. Sweet and sour for her but I can't wait. I'll soon post some aerial pictures o...
Against All Odds
January 13, 2020
Yes, eight and a half million souls merrily sharing three hundred square miles of prime real-estate is a lot. Way too much in fact, as is the case for any large city. The very notion that I spent seven idyllic years on a Caribbean island almost exactly the size and shape of Manhattan where I personally knew most of the hundred and fifty inhabitants (including a few fish) still boggles my mind. However with some five hundred and seventy-eight miles of shoreline, New York...
Prospect Park in the Fog
January 6, 2020
A recent walk through Prospect Park in thick fog yielded moody images. The duotone rendition seems to have captured the moment well. While the Brooklyn park will never replace my beloved Stanley Park, I have learned to appreciate its many faces and the fact that Marie and I can just be there in minutes when we feel like it. Fog!
Return to Chamonix, Part 5 – The Geneva Spur
November 26, 2019
We leave Chamonix behind late morning on Pentecost Sunday, heading northwest through the Aravis massif towards Geneva. The weather has deteriorated into a stormy mess and we progress slowly under bleak light and tremendous downpour, mountains gently fading in washed-out grayness at our backs. Having promised a friend that we would drive by the place where she grew up, we detour slightly towards rural Lully in the north, take a quick picture of the house as the rain ling...
Return to Chamonix, Part 4 – Retour à la montagne
November 7, 2019
High above Chamonix, a sharp granite needle called Aiguille du Midi shoots into the sky as if attempting to escape Earth's embrace. Belonging to a crisply jagged ridge called les Aiguilles de Chamonix, the Aiguille du Midi tops at three thousand eight hundred and forty-two meters, or almost thirteen thousand feet above sea level, which means it mightily towers some nine thousand feet above the valley floor. The rocky spur is in great company with Mont Blanc, roof of Eur...
Return to Chamonix, Part 3 – SIV Over Lake Annecy
October 20, 2019
That first night in Chamonix, we sleep blissfully and get up in Goldilocks fashion, not too early nor too late, preparing strong coffee with the provided stove-top espresso maker. Marie has smuggled a batch from Brooklyn, a special Beirut roast recommended by Gus at the Atlantic Ave Damascus Bread and Pastry Shop. It is even more finely ground than Sahadi’s wonderful Moka Java and almost oily. It rewards us with superb coffee, yet we will never know if that result is due t...
Return to Chamonix, Part 2 – Club Alpin Français
August 31, 2019
Seated in the garden behind the Chamonix house, a glass in hand and dreamy eyes on the peaks above, I set my thoughts adrift and land in Côte d'Azur, long, long ago. Tucked against a small cape covered in towering pine trees and lapped at by the scintillant Mediterranean Sea, the flowery town of Antibes might as well be my birth place as it is where my first solid memories emerge from the void. Growing up there in the seventies meant spending summers at the beach and...
Return to Chamonix, Part 1 – France Is In The Air
August 10, 2019
The year is 2019. With the exception of a couple of brief, in-airport layovers while flying to or from South Africa with my head in the clouds and thoughts adrift, it has been a decade and a half since I committedly set foot on French soil. A small eternity. So when, casually brandishing the double-edged sword of patriotism and paragliding, Marie uses a little leverage to try and pry me out of work and convince me that a France trip is unconditionally needed, I only hes...
Mountains!
June 12, 2019
Just back from the Alps, a headful of beauty and the many magical instants—which together a memory make—are keeping Marie and I up and running. I will find time to sort, develop and comment many pictures. Soon. Stay tuned. Mont Blanc panorama (P.S. We did not walk up!)   Why do people climb mountains? Because they are there. Answer attributed to Mallory.
Main Site Design Updated!
The main galleries have a new look! I have decided to keep a dark theme for the VMP gallery section as it better suits a purely photographic experience, and a light theme in here (the blog) where content is text-based. The VMP galleries are always accessible from the menu above but if you'd like to pay it a visit now, here is your chance. I have updated the galleries with pictures featured on the blog recently and will keep refreshing the various sections with my favori...
Lisbon
March 10, 2019
February 2019, somewhere over the Atlantic. Having grown up in the friendly sun of a Southern France small town, with blue skies to dream in, flowers to roll into and la sieste to recover, I am apprehensive about first setting foot on Portuguese soil, fearing the biased comparison that will unavoidably occur. I have never visited the country and am somewhat prejudiced, probably deterred in part by a harsh-sounding language my French and Spanish tongues cannot sufficiently ...