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Coriolistic Anachronisms,
a Vincent Mounier Photography Blog

Thermal's up, let's catch a ride
May 10, 2009
No matter what dull drama stains our lives, no matter how dark a Mordor we seem to be painfully headed for, there always comes a light - be it a single fleeting ray through torn menacing clouds or a global, iridescent dome coating the world beyond even our dreams. The trick, as with all perception-induced realities, is to not be fooled by either tone. Gloomy days and stormy nights will always brighten up and in turn darkness is bound to pay us yet another visit, some day. I...
Ticks and tricks: 5 reasons to use a photo tripod
Well, thanks to the little Skribit widget I recently installed in the upper left corner, I am getting reader suggestions for potential post topics, and - time allowing and subject appealing - I will be happy to elaborate on those suggestions. Here, hence, is the first in a series of photography ticks and tricks entries. To the question "Why do I use a tripod?", I would simply tend to answer "Because I'm lucky enough to have one." and that would feel lik...
English Bay, some night
May 6, 2009
A few nights ago, after coming back from a run, I rushed back out with Abetoo hoping to get reacquainted. We hadn't talked since coming back from South Africa, the G10 having temporarily taken over with her sexy portability. That evening felt like spring at last, mild, calm, flowered and fragrant. Sunset came and went, not peaking much higher than 6 or 7 on Mother Nature's Richter scale, and I fumbled to regain my old HDR habits - bracketing plus and minus 2 stops at consta...
Stanley Park - A Macroscape
Up at 5:00 AM this morning, I put the Bialetti to good use and then headed out with a warm coffee in hand and a bagful of gear on my back, 2 cameras, the tripod and my new macro focusing rail shivering with excitement. Dawn, like water left running out of a rusty pipe, was finally turning clear. There was, however, no one out yet. Streets were literally empty and even runners and dog slaves were few. I wound my way through the most flowery parts of Stanley Park's outskirts,...
A night on the Cape of Good Hope
April 30, 2009
It would seem the southern tip of Africa has two faces, one purely geographic and the other popularly romantic. Technically, the actual southernmost point is located some 200 km to the southeast of Cape Town and called Cape Agulhas. An extension of Africa's gigantic landmass, that cape is wide and rather boring looking - on a map at least since I haven't been there. But if like me, you are a dreamer and cherish fractured memories of the adventures of Tintin et les cigares...
New York-Montreal on a tow truck
April 29, 2009
Storytelling, as anybody who's ever attempted it knows so well, is much like painting your house - a matter of love and hate. A painful task if I ever knew one, long hours of applying multiple layers, each producing a new and often unexpected effect and many, many rough patches that seem to defy the paintbrush. And later, when it has all dried up, you realize you've missed critical spots and have to start all over again or live with it forever. Then there's the challenge o...
The pandemic is still academic. Let's not panic. Yet.
April 29, 2009
Yup... And the brand new Convention Centre I was glorifying a few days ago just had a major ceiling water leak and subsequent flooding, three weeks form opening. Murphy's Law in action, or just fatality and maths (as in large new building = large chance of mishaps early on)? Hey, this is Vancouver; expect water to fall one way or another! Here's from a recent email of our industry friend Doug regarding tourism - or the lack thereof - in Vancouver: Gulf War #1Dot co...
A run around the new Vancouver Convention Centre
April 26, 2009
As the new Vancouver Convention Centre finally opens its doors and stands proudly next to Canada Place in the most urban-ly futuristic part of our downtown core, the Seawall regains an uninterrupted length of thirty-something kilometers from the east side of Canada Place, along Coal Harbour, around Stanley Park, down into False Creek to Science World, past the Olympic Village, through Granville Island and on towards Kitsilano and Point Grey.  A few days ago, I rerouted...
Polishing the template
April 26, 2009
While the option for the visitor (you!) to change this blog's skin remains, said visitor (still you) might have noticed that I've pushed the drop-down box that allows this all the way down to the bottom of the right sidebar. In effect, this means I will soon commit the current template as my standard - and only - look for this blog. (I'd be happy to keep alternate skins but it means that every time I make a change to this template's functionality, I have to multiply the work ...
Web winks
April 23, 2009
Introducing a new entry category (ya' know, those categories we assign to each post, usually listed at the bottom of an entry and which mostly make us look like we are organized and thorough? Someone I know who is really witty calls them "pigeon holes"), re-morphed from the initial "Cool" which now only applies to things real and tangible. Web winks, to be pronounced with a foreign accent that would mistakenly turn an "L" into a "W", wi...
Stanley Park, First and Last and Always
April 22, 2009
There is much that comes to mind when pondering Vancouver's exceptional charm, but Stanley Park was, is and will remain in my heart the flagship of our city's uniqueness. I have written about it quite a lot and will keep doing so, but every once in a while, it's fun to simply post a few silent ordinary pictures, snapshots and glimpses of a day now gone by, for the pleasure of sharing daily beauty with faraway eyes. Spring arrived incredibly lazily this year and cherry b...
Costa Rica's postal mess: it's still jungle law
April 21, 2009
We live in a world of precision and ours is a life of numbers and data. Things have to be by-the-book, there are methods and guidelines for just about everything and formatting, more than ever, rules. The postal system as we know it, is no exception. It's common knowledge that if one wants a letter to arrive, one follows very a strict recipe, arguably tinted by national habits but nevertheless rather rigid and border-proof. Name first. Title. Company. Apartment. Civic number....