A Vincent Mounier Photography Blog

Peace
December 25, 2024
Peace on the Blue Marble and goodwill to all creatures inhabiting it, including, but not limited to, us monkeys. Nkwe Pirelli celebrated by chasing ribbons through a forest of wrapping paper   There is no doubt about who owns the scene   It's already a blur
Daily Snapshots
December 22, 2024
As though providing a timely public announcement, the winter solstice just coated our city with a first sprinkle of snow, like a pâtissier sparingly dusting a cake in icing sugar—too much and it will be obvious, too little and they won’t buy it. I, too, am announcing a new format for this blog. Shorter, frequent photos essays called Daily Snapshots. Sure, I still love deeper storytelling and that will continue, time allowing and as stories come and go. But I shoot al...
If It’s Tuesday, It Must Be Prospect Park
September 24, 2024
Stopping momentarily to rest and feed on their southbound journey, hummingbirds pay us a yearly visit in later summer and early fall. The return journey in spring somehow is more discreet. They might go as far as the Gulf of Mexico, which they will cross without food in what I can only compare to humankind going to the moon, their tiny heart beating twelve hundred times a minute. They are adorable, barely bigger than a cicada, and impressively difficult to photograph...
Retour aux Sources - Part 6, Antibes
Our house, at the summit of our street, our house... - Antibes, present day About Antibes, there is so much to conjure I hardly know where to start. My first memories in life solid enough to be grounded in a location are set there. Our parents rented a small two-bedroom apartment in the outskirts, tucked on the side of a modern-looking villa which housed a total of three families at the top of a short and steep cul-de-sac called Allée des rosiers. We had a garden running ...
In the Realm of Infrared
Reality is so subjective. The visual universe we have painstakingly theorized, observed and transcribed throughout a few millennia of evolution (sic) is only real to our very biased human eye-brain combo. Many so-called realities logically co-exist, then, likely as many as there are sentient beings, each group having its own adaptation. Honeybees see into the ultraviolet band. Our feline and canine friends only have limited color vision, their reality already departing ...
Retour aux Sources - Part 5, L’arrière-pays
Having packed up and bid farewell to Soja, the blue-eyed dog who had become our friend, we left Saint-Maximin and set out on a northerly drive that would not turn out as expected. Weather was marginal and when we reached the beautiful Lac de Sainte-Croix through which flows the Verdon river, gusts were so strong that simply standing outside on a beach to take a picture felt like a circus act. Strengthened by a venturi effect through the famous Gorges du Verdon, a fifteen-m...
Retour aux Sources - Part 4, Sainte-Victoire
April 19, 2024
Enjoying lasting clear skies courtesy of the mistral, we used our following morning to raid an open air market in the old Aix. There, charmed by the authentically friendly vibe and blinded by our willing tourist blinkers, we collected a fantastic saucisson for the road, a Tunisian zlabia—extremely sweet honey-based pastry which I devoured on the spot—and a couple of slices of pâte de fruit, traditional fruit paste with esoteric flavors of tomato, basil and herbs of Provenc...