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Coriolistic Anachronisms,
a Vincent Mounier Photography Blog

Stormy day
December 12, 2006
It's raining in Vancouver. The sky is overcast and dark in all directions but the south, where a little light and a hint of blue sky shine through the madness. So I hop on a bus and go as far south as Canada will let me. Along the way, the wind picks up and road signs begin a wild dance in the chilly air. When I get off the bus a few kilometers from the border, over an hour later, the rain has stopped momentarily but the sky is moving past me towards the north at a tremendous...
Farewell to the year
December 12, 2006
Another year has gone by. Another year of global fear and meltdown, another chapter full of international typos and fighting between the lines. Another long page written in bloody history books which for only index feature those lifted up high by tyrants and blatantly missing a negotiation table.One never ceases to be amazed, reading mankind’s virtual history book, by its complete lack of creativity. At any point in time, we can flip back the pages from the present to a n...
Google Maps and our Amazing Earth
December 10, 2006
So my riddle was silly and too easy. Ok, it was the Earth, South America to be more precise, and Chile to be even more accurate. My point was simply to illustrate how extraordinary our blue planet is, and how abstract Mother Nature manages to become, seen from space. The images were obtained with Google Maps, it's that easy. Online satellite images on Google Maps are even nicer than those of the PC-based Google Earth, IMHO. They leave me speechless. So I've prepared a little...
Visual riddle
December 8, 2006
Today’s post is a riddle. Here are close-up pictures of one of the most beautiful rare gems known to man. It can be sculpted but will easily crumble.Its beauty can be harnessed but not directed.It can be tamed but never slaved.It can be sold but color decreases its value.Blues are the less expensive but most valuable.Who can tell me exactly what it is and where to find it?...
Words are just that
December 7, 2006
Knowledge is like a sharp pain between the eyes. It throbs and hurts and makes us wince.Awareness is a curse that will leave us naked in the worst of blizzards, shivering and begging for a break or a moment of sleep.Growth is in the end nothing but the early stages of the final fall, necessary yet futile.Sadness is a deep, dark lake into which we feel compelled to dive once in a while to wash off the sweat of brief happiness.And words are just that. Words. They’ll occasio...
Lynn Canyon in shades of grey
December 5, 2006
As much as the creek can sparkle with color in summertime, it is turned by the snow into an almost surreal monochrome world. So I'm sitting at Waves with my coffee, trying to figure out what's wrong with the shot I originally liked most, and along comes Nicky. She glances at the picture opened in Lightroom and without even thinking twice about it, she smiles and waves (pardon the pun) a hand at the screen, saying I should crop it vertically to enhance the bridge. Of course, ...
Of patterns
December 4, 2006
There was this very little dog that played with a basketball as big as he was in a large snowfield. He would push the ball around with his forehead at a tremendous speed, sliding and slipping on the snow but gathering great momentum nonetheless. Eventually, the ball would collect wet snow and its new irregular shape would prevent it from rolling straight, so the dog would stop and dutifully bite at the snow until the ball was clean again, at which point he’d resume pushin...
Finding peace up at Grouse
December 1, 2006
It was the evening of Nov. 27th. A rare outflow of Arctic air from the continent had collided with incoming Pacific storms, unleashing winter's full strength and bringing cold temperatures and heavy snow to the Greater Vancouver area. Earlier that day, I'd left the struggling valley behind and gone to my favorite spot on the North Shore, Lynn Canyon, which hadn't disappointed me. The place was almost unrecognizable under its new soft white blanket, but every bit as beautif...
365 days
November 29, 2006
A year ago exactly, I arrived in Vancouver. I had minimal luggage, big hopes, bigger dreams and even bigger worries. Turns out some of the worries were justified, others weren't. And here I am. Almost a Vancouverite, still homeless in my heart which is a drag because home is where the heart is. And by homeless I mean the absence of a port of call rather than that of a roof, which I have the luxury of enjoying tonight as the outside effective temperatures drop below -15º C.Va...
Snow storm
November 27, 2006
While in the Nation (sic) of Québec people are still wondering if Gilles Vigneault was right to say "Mon pays ce n'est pas un pays, c'est l'hiver", Vancouver is being given a well deserved lesson and rather stunning proof that "Mon chemin ce n'est pas un chemin, c'est la neige." I was so wrong yesterday writing about how the few flurries we'd had would be "as bad as it gets". It has now been snowing non-stop for 36 hours. The snow, which at fir...