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Coriolistic Anachronisms,
a Vincent Mounier Photography Blog

Of Distance and Light
January 11, 2017
While Marie gets to stay a little longer down in the land of fynbos and malva pudding, providing much needed love, presence and help, I was flipping through old images last night, looking for a single shot of us together to mitigate the distance. I came upon this one of us stargazing in the dark at Tsitsikamma on the Garden Route. The relativity of absolute darkness If you think the colors are slightly off, you are correct. This was digitally developed from the RAW f...
Happy New Spin Around The Sun!
December 31, 2016
While my dear Marie was going to sleep listening to the call of owls outside her window in the Southern Hemisphere, and with neither reason nor need to celebrate here, I picked up a bubble-car and went for a ride earlier today, nursing my cold and intentionally avoiding later frenzy. I had started towards Dead Horse Bay for sunset, but it was late and clouding over, so I deviated to Coney Island to go have a quick look at the ocean. There will be five official New Yea...
Karoo Parenthesis, Part 3 - Two Passes
December 27, 2016
After an eerily silent night, the end of the road equating to absolutely no traffic or human noise in an already deserted space, I get up early and, remembering that we have routinely forgotten the plunger for our stove-top espresso maker, I use the conveniently supplied replacement and prepare our traditional breakfast of coffee and rusks. Granted the luxury of a choice of terraces, we opt for the sun-facing side and warm up as we watch the mock-up savann...
‘Twas Another Night Before Christmas…
December 24, 2016
Exactly one year ago, I went on a New York Christmas Eve run in shorts and a t-shirt, and sweated! Today I decided to make this a ritual, whenever possible, and chose the same route. It was not nearly as warm, but after a rainy and grey morning, the sky had cleaned up nicely and the air was nice and cool, around 8°C - I actually could have done shorts. North Cove Marina, Manhattan Here are a few phone snapshots, taken to document the date more than anything else, an...
Karoo Parenthesis, Part 2b - The Mansion Pano
November 29, 2016
// Taken from the deck at Fonteinskop, this is the result of eighty separate exposures, combined into a single panorama through Exposure Fusion, my new HDR replacement, and PTGui Pro, and some Photoshop tweaking of the nadir and zenith. I normally try and take out all signs of the photographer, for instance removing the tripod when looking down, but here I followed Marie’s advice and decided to keep my shadow as it gives the scene character. Notice the lizard on the po...
Karoo Parenthesis, Part 2 - Weltevrede Fig Farm
November 21, 2016
But a small speck of harsh dwelling thinly spread over a few acres of dry Karoo space and theater to mostly survival, Prince Albert sits stoically in the shadow of the Swartberg range, isolated and remote. I would postulate that one does not end up in the small town by accident as it is defended by steep and treacherous mountain passes and an infinity of empty, inhospitable dusty land. Much determination must be needed to arrive here, a...
Not Thy President
November 10, 2016
I was almost sold yesterday when I heard president Obama declare that we are all on the same side, that life goes on and we must work together. He is such a smooth talker, the man makes you want to reach out and touch the TV screen. And it is his role as our leader to bow gracefully and ease the transition. But the more I think about it, and the more I read, the further I feel from that stance. Social media might have played a key role in this election, as will no doubt ...
Speechless
November 9, 2016
Eight years ago, the country pulled itself together and elected an Obama. There was progress. There was hope. Now we are shown that the masses will do anything, following the bright spot out there in complete hypnosis, like Marlin and Dory lost in abysmal depths, unaware, clueless. It so happens that the 2008 spotlight had been aimed high, and last night it was aimed low. People follow. Evil has prevailed even though a few good women and men did something. Too few. It pa...
Karoo Parenthesis, Part 1 - Return to Babylonstoren
October 29, 2016
Having spent a few days in Constantia, we leave Cape Town on August 16. Our road trips have unfortunately shrunk in scope and hunger, starved by my worsening lack of time. From the full-fleshed, epic adventures they once were, they have mummified into short, frantic dashes to the end of a relatively short but surprisingly elastic escape leash. It lets us spring out at high velocity and enjoy a brief timeout at the apogee, life standing still for a few prec...
I Am Become Deaf, The Destroyer Of Words
October 7, 2016
This is a repost of a repost, concentric bubbles of introspection. The first iteration was published in early 2005, shortly after Hurricane Ivan having devastated the Cayman Islands, a slow national recovery had left our dive operation at idle and my resolve weakened. I had island fever. This blog would be born from the cesarean-like departure that followed, and would mature slowly as I healed in Vancouver. The second was published in May of 2010, while I struggled to make...
The Quest for Meeleon
September 15, 2016
It's a long love story. Back in 2008, upon my first visit to South Africa and after hearing from various Cape Town informants that elusive chameleons were possibly to be found nearby, I set out on a quest to seek out new life and new reptile civilization, to boldly go find what I had never found before. Unknown to me, I had begun the unlikely search for Meeleon. After much staring at bushes under the quizzical looks of dog-walkers who could not understand why I seemin...